The CEO of mafia

III

I drag myself out of bed and go to the bathroom and slowly start doing my makeup. I put on a wing of eyeliner and some mascara with eyeshadow (you can pick the colour).

I go put on the beige dress I picked out earlier and curl my hair before putting on heels as I see 5:50 rolling around so I decide to walk out of my apartment, before rushing back into my apartment and getting some cat-eye sunglasses to top it all off before basically running outside of my apartment complex and to my friends car jumping into the passenger seat with a quick 'hello' and she immediately starts driving towards the club.

"How's it going?" She asks with a giggle before putting on a 'Reflections' by The Neighborhood as we both start singing it together as we drive.

20 minutes later we arrive at the club and get out of the car giggling to each other as we walk into the club and go to sit at the bar area.

We sit down and order some scotch shots, we speak and take sips of scotch.

A bartender who looks around 18-20 walks up from the other side of the bar "Hey, pretty lady. Are you single?" He asks with a smug grin. "I actually-" I get cut off by an arm being put around my waist making my eyes go wide.

"No, she's not. She's with me." I hear a familiar voice sound from behind me as I turn my head back to look only to see him. My face flushes a bright pink colour before I turn back to the bartender to see him freeze in something that looks like fear before he runs off again to help other customers.

I notice Damien then turn around and leave as my friend looks at me with a teasing smirk "and who is that mr. Handsome?" She asks me leaning forward.

My face reddens even more as I place my hands over my face and put my head on the bar counter.

"Alright, alright. I wont push it" she laughs before taking a sip of her shot.

After the long night of talking, dancing and drinking my bestfriend leaves and I stumble to a bench outside and without thinking text Damien.

"Heyyy Damien" i text him my vision blurry and my head foggy from the overdose of alcohol.

"What is it?" Atleast he doesn't seem that scary through text but still cold.

"Nothing... I'm bored" I text him with a giggle as I kick my feet obviously too drunk to even function properly.

"Did you get too drunk? Where are you. I'm coming" I see his text and immediately text back protesting against his wishes. "I don't need help!"

"Don't give me that attitude now. Where the fuck are you Naomi?" He seems a bit frustrated now but I still decide to play with him for now.

"And why should I listen to you? You're not my father" I protest with a frown.

"Don't be so stubborn, tell me where you are while I'm still nice enough." I read his text with an eye roll and finally give up on arguing with him. "I'm at the park next to the Hailey's nightclub" I text him back sitting on the bench still overly drunk, getting weird stares from the people walking by.

About 5 minutes later I see the same black sports car roll up and Damien get out as he walks straight towards me.

"I'm not gonna pick you up next time this happens, so make sure it doesn't happen again" he says in an almost harsh voice as he picks me up in a bridal style.

"Put me downnn" I whine as he carries me towards the car and sets me down in the passenger side before jogging down to the driver's seat and sitting down there, turning on the engine making the car gently hum.

He doesn't say anything the whole car ride as we drive up to the apartment complex and he picks me up again carrying me inside. "You're making me look baddd" I complain again as I move around trying to get out of his grip.

"Stop moving around and cooperate" he growls as we step into the elevator and long for we are next to my room. "where's your card?" He asks setting me down and I take out my card and unlock the the door as he walks in without any invitation and drags me with him. "I'm gonna text you in the morning and you better not be out of bed when I come over." He glares taking my card out of my hand. "Heyyy" I whine trying to take it out of his hand "No." He says shortly before walking out, leaving me to my own thoughts.

I go to my bedroom and fall onto my bed before remembering I stink so I throw my high heels and dress off striding to the bathroom and hopping in the shower, it tiring me out even more then I already was.

After my short shower I pull on some undergarments struggling with the bra for a bit before finally clasping it on and falling onto my bed snuggling into the white cotton sheets.

{Time skip granted by the friend}

Morning sun shines through the open window as the rays hit my face making me stir and wake up as the hang over hits me like a ton of bricks.

"Ah fuck" I groan in pain as the headache feels like being ran over by a godamn train. I roll out of bed and stand up slowly sliding my feet to the kitchen not even caring about being half naked only to see Damien standing there and I immediately grow embarrassed as I throw a gown on.

"I- uh- s-sorry" I stutter out in embarrassment my face flushing.

"I don't care if you're half-naked or not, now eat and go back to bed." He says letting out a sigh of annoyance.

I glance down at the table and see some bacon and eggs laying on a plate there I groggily walk over and sit down to eat. I take a bite of bacon as Damien just watches, observing every move I make as I eat. I notice him leaning on the kitchen counter with his arms crossed.

Is he gonna keep staring at me like that?

A/N: I don't know what to say about this chapter but honestly. These type of guys>>