BENEATH HIS MASK

CHAPTER 8 BAD SIDE

A/N this chapter is dedicated to @scarlet_prii because I know you waited the longest.
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(Damien's POV )

i was awakened by the ray of sunlight reflecting through the windows. i knew i wasn't in my room because the drapes would never be left completely open and more over i didn't have peach wall papers. I turned around to see a brunette fast asleep beside me. I gently got off the bed and collected my clothes which were scattered across the room. I got dressed as quickly as i could. I had just finished zipping up my pants when my phone started to ring.

"hello." I angrily whispered to the person on the other end.

"why are you whispering." a very familiar voice asked very sternly at the other end.

"i am at a delicate situation." I answered as i finished tightening my jeans.

"sigh! Which poor girl did you take advantage of this time?" He asked on the other end.I grinned at the question. He knew me so well. He was probably the only person who really knew me. He was probably going to be the only one who will.

"ummmm molly... mandy .... melany i don't really remember her name. I picked her up at a bar last night." I answered honestly. There was no using lying to this man. He knew me better than i knew myself.While holding my I phone 6+ on one hand, I had just started to button my shirt with the other as i left her apartment. I quickly but also very quietly left the room so that i don't wake the girl up.

"so where are you calling from?" i asked as i walked down the stairs of the building.

"From Berlin. I will be back in a couple of days. In the mean time i need you to settle a deal with some of our clients this weekend." He announced.

"Isn't settling deals with clients and competitors your job?" I asked as i started the engine of my motor cycle.

"It is and that's why i am on tour settling three of them. I think you can settle at least one. It's your company too you know. I will send you the details by mail tonight so please give the ladies of New York a break and actually get some work done." He yelled at the other end.

"well since you asked so nicely." I said sarcastically but i knew i would do what he asked of me irrespective of him being polite about it or not, irrespective of the task concerning us or simply him. After all, he was my only family. I disconnected the call and started my engine. I rode across the streets of Manhattan not missing the flirtatious smiles some girls gave me. By the time i reached my pent house i found my best friend Darren reed waiting for me. I wonder if the rest of our gang would believe that the guy with numerous tattoos, dyed red hair and punk ass attitude is sitting peacefully sipping coffee out of tea cups and chatting with our butler.

"Where have you been?" Darren asked smugly raising an eyebrow.

" upper east side." I answered.

"This may seem foolish to even ask, but i trust your hungry?" martin who was our butler or more precisely my brother's butler asked me in a knowing voice. I wanted to say something to him about the tone of his voice, ask him if he talked to my brother the same way but kept my mouth shut. he wanted me to respect martin which i did to some extent. He had offered his trust worthy and loyal services to my brother for over four years and continues to do so.

My brother appointed him to keep an eye on me and make sure i don't get into trouble for the time he was on tour. Which was really pointless honestly. He can keep one eye or a million, if i wanted to do something i would do it without minding an audience but yes i would be lying if i said that martin didn't take care of me in the time he was here. Starting from my meals, to making sure i take a minimum alcohol intake, martin did extend his services to me.

"i am sure he already ate." Dareen said smirking.

"yes i did but now i would actually like some food now." I said smirking.

"So do you at least remember the name of your latest conquest?" Darren asked..

"not sure buti know it starts with an M mandy or molly something... it doesn't matter." I said non chalantly.

"it matters to the one who is going to be getting a very distressing phone call." Darren told me crossing his arms. Yes that was a habbit of mine which he never liked.

Whenever i did try to pick up girls, i would never give her my actual number. I would actually make up a fake number or give them either his or liam's no. Darren would always clean my messes and make up excuses which were very plausible but very far from the truth. I remember he told a girl once that i got into a terrible car accident. The poor girl apparently became frantic and wanted to see me and when Darren wouldn't give out the name of the hospital, she blew a gasket. I couldn't help but chuckle at that memory. It wasn't the same case for liam. He actually tried making a move on some of them which unfortunately for him never worked out. I couldn't blame them. I knew they wouldn't want to be with him after being with me even if it was for a night. After finishing my breakfast, darren and i were watching a game when darren broke the silence.

"Word on the street was that the new chick slapped you." he said slowly.

"mmhmmm."

"i am going to take a guess and say you aren't going to let that go." He said in a knowing tone.

"you guessed right." I said not looking at him.

"to be fair, we weren't exactly perfect gentlemen either." He argued.

"it doesn't matter. No one and i mean no one dares to slap me especially in my college in front of people. Do you understand what it would mean if i let that go? People would think i have gone weak. There is no way i can let that happens. I am going to show her what it means to be on the bad side of Damien taylor. I am going to make her realise who she is messing with. I will make her life miserable until she gives me a public apology." I said with seriousness and exasperation.

"she doesn't seem like a girl to bend down easily." Darren commented looking at me with a serious face.

I scowled at my so called best friend. Did this girl influence his mind or was he starting to doubt my capabilities? I couldn't let either happen.

"oh trust me she will. Eventually they all do." i said with a smirk.

"ok let's say you succeed, exactly how are you planning on accomplishing that?" Darren asked raising an eyebrow.

"One step ahead of you. i already asked lee to hack into the student's files. He made a copy of her file and sent it to me yesterday. Apparently our little freshmen is a scholarship student. I am guessing that she worked hard to get this scholarship. Now i wonder how she would react if she lost it?" i asked seriously and yet enjoying ever word.

"Damien can you do that and even if you could would you do that?" Darren asked seriously.

"I can't, not right away, but if i dig deep i actually can and i will. I won't do it right away. I have to try scaring her off a little more but if she doesn't budge that's what i will do." I said seriously.

Darren gaped at me, never had i shown this side of me to him but then again i never had a reason to. No one dared to cross me before so what makes this nobody fresher thinks she has a chance? She has such fire in her eyes and i intend to see how long it lasts. She will not even begin to comprehend the reach i have but then again that's what you get for being on my bad side.

A/N guysI am sorry if this update wasn't to your satisfaction but trust me the story is only getting started. buckle up because it is going to be a rollercoaster with laughs and tears. of that I assure you. Any way I need an editor and I just wanted to know if anyone is interested . please do let me know.