Enthrall Me (𝑹𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒅)

Chapter 62 | Shouldn't Have

"I..."

"What??" I swiftly turn my head over to the door after a second or two freezing on the couch.

Only to find him gone...

What?

What the hell just-

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Damon

What the fuck did I just do?

I shouldn't have done that, kissing her, giving her the hope that there might be something between us.

There shouldn't be.

Fuck!

...

I enter my room, wanting to just cool myself down, only to look up and find that woman still waiting for me, standing with her back leaned against my desk, legs crossed, hands palming the edge, a sultry look on her face.

"Mister Alston?" She regards me with interest, such interest going far beyond mere interruption.

But I only return her a fuming glare, grunting in disdain while taking long strides towards her. "Miranda."

"Listen..." I reach out to grab her by the neck and pull her up away from my desk, my grip firm and intentionally a bit painful, my voice a low and dangerous rumble. "I'm done playing around and being nice..."

She widens her eyes at me and quickly reaches her hands up to grip my wrist, trying to pry herself free, but it only makes me tighten my fingers, choking her just a tad, showing her I'm not fucking around.

"W- what are you doing-" She gasps, her face growing a little red despite the dense makeup, frowning in evident discomfort, fear filling her eyes, but she's also trying to regain her authority. "D- do you want to be exposed and arrested for your crimes?"

I let out a rough, derisive laugh.

It's amusing how she still thinks she has anything on me.

She's been attempting to prove that she's not like the others I can simply buy off or manipulate, that she acts with integrity, and that given enough investigation, she can expose all of my hidden secrets.

She believes that all powerful men like me must have done something wrong in order to achieve their status. She even boasted about her impressive track record of taking down others, as if that would intimidate me.

I'm not just any man.

Now, why would she want to go to such lengths?

She wants to experience the thrill of being with me.

Ever since she entered my company in response to the accusation made by the troublesome and fired employee, she has made it clear that she wants me, quite unprofessional for someone trying to come off as righteous.

I've only been playing along as of late because I've found myself in need of a distraction.

A distraction from Rosalie...

If it wasn't for the fact that Rosalie is all I have been thinking about, I would have ended this fucking investigation as soon as it began.

I kept her around because I thought it would help me stop thinking about Rosalie. Following her to the coffee shop, talking in the restaurant—I only did it with one goal in mind.

But it didn't work.

Neither did being with random women last night...

I never fucking intended to see Rosalie again, let alone let her work here and be close to me...