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"Are you gonna keep staring at me like that or are you gonna say something?" The silence is broken by my voice calling out.

I see him roll his eyes but he doesn't say anything, instead just waits for me to finish eating before saying "go back to bed"

"Do I really have to? You're not my father you know?" I exclaim in an almost whiny voice.

"I'm not your father but do as I say and go to bed before we do this the hard way" he glares that cold stare occasionally sending cold chills down my spine.

I stand up in frustration and go back to my bedroom. I mumble some stuff along the way.

"What did you say?" He asks raising an eyebrow but almost mockingly like he's asking that on purpose and not actually out of curiosity.

"Nothing..." I grumble leaving the kitchen.

Once I'm out of the kitchen I drop down onto my bed my head still aching in pain.

I sit up against the headboard and put my legs up to my chest Great just great. I have my neighbour and also the guy I might have feelings for taking care of me and he also had to see me in my drunk state... Yikes I think to myself as I turn on my phone and go on Instagram to check out what's new.

{2 hour time skip granted by the blonde waitress}

"Are you gonna sit on that phone all day or do something productive like shower or do skin care?" I hear a quite familiar voice call out from my bedroom doorway.

My head snaps to the door to see Damien leaning against the doorway staring at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Well you forced me to stay in bed so that's what I'm doing, isn't it?" I raise and eyebrow back at him with a slight smile.

He shakes his head before walking over and sitting down on the edge of the bed. "You know that's not what I meant? Right?" His smirk grows ever so slightly.

"Go shower, the alcohol that's coming off of you smells disgusting" he taps my leg slightly before standing up and leaving.

I roll my eyes and throw the blanket off, standing up from the bed and walking to the bathroom.

I turn the shower on the warm water making a slight steam come off of the ground and the spilling water. I brush my hair and go into the shower. I put some strawberry scented soap on my body rubbing it in before putting some shampoo on the roots and conditioner on the ends rubbing it in before washing it out. I quickly shave and get out of the shower putting on some clothes, brushing my hair and putting it up in a high ponytail but loose.

I walk out of the bathroom and go back to the small kitchen to see that he left and he's not here anymore. I let out a long sigh of relief and get some water drinking it down in seconds.

Striding over to the living room couch I plop down into a sitting position laying back onto it as I pull my knees up on the couch and to my chest, grabbing a blanket and throwing it over me making me snuggle into the blanket. I turn on Netflix and decide to watch "Shameless" putting it on 40 volume and relaxing deeper into the couch as I continue watching it.

I continue staring off into the television before my eyes fog up and I start thinking about him. Why am I feeling this? Whenever he's around now I just- feel things... Am I... Falling for him? No, it can't be. He's just my neighbour it doesn't mean anything else. He only cares for me, nothing else. But, oh... He's so attractive and.. and, hot... I feel like I could do anything for him if I could.. why do I feel like this about him?! I let out a frustrated sigh as I finally snap out of my daze. I just feel so confused and frustrated like I don't know what I'm supposed to do anymore. It's frustrating.

"Thinking about me already?" I hear his voice call out from behind me as I see him leaning against the couch behind me.

"ah, don't get so full of yourself now. Your ego is crazy" I say in an almost complaining tone as I lean back into the couch and lean my head back to look at him, only to see him smirking down at me Oh that captivating smile... I think to myself before I quickly catch myself staring and look away.

"Am I really that attractive now?" He places his hand on my chin leaning my head back again to look at him, making my face blush slightly.

"No. And even if you are I'm never admiting that." I mutter as my eyes observe his face from his chin, to his lips, cheeks, cheekbones, jaw, eyes, eyebrows, nose... Every feature seems to have me falling for him even more...

He leans down to my ear his lips almost grazing my ear but not quite making it. "Are you sure?" He whispers teasingly almost as if he knows the effect he has on me.

The way he says it almost makes me melt right there and then in the way he said those words and the way he holds me. "I- I okay fine, I find you attractive" I finally give in with a slight stutter.

I feel him pull away and look me in the eyes again "There we go, that wasn't so hard, now was it?" He coos at me as I roll my eyes. "Now don't roll those pretty eyes at me, princess" I find myself blushing slightly more at those words as I hear him chuckle and his finger tap my nose lightly. "Dont do that again, princess"

"Wasn't planning to" I say and look away to the side ever so slightly. "Eyes on me." He says almost immediately after I look away, making my eyes snap back to him as he seems to enjoy the somewhat control he has over me.

This seems to satisfy him as suddenly places a soft kiss on my lips making my eyes almost go wide. I feel him pull away almost as quickly as it started it ended. "Good." He says with a satisfied smirk and places my apartment card in my hand as my face is still red before he walks out without another word leaving me there.

What is this feeling? Should I be afraid?

A/N: I hate slowburn myself so I'm sorry but I had to add this already. :( 
Anyway I loved this chapter so far.

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