Tough Love

Chapter 30:🌶🌶 Bondage & Discipline🌶🌶

Previously on TOUGH LOVE.....

Doctor:" ITS OKAY WE GOT HIM BACK!"

Damon:" I want to keep you safe and protected... but you keep getting hurt.."

Oliver:" I'm not going anywhere..."

Oliver:" there was something that one of dicks goons said.
"We shouldn't do anything til-"

Damon:" It could be what we are looking for..."

Oliver:" Could be.."..
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Now****

Oliver's pov

Some days later...***
I walked up the stairs to Damon's room.
I nervously chewed on the string of my black hoodie.
I'm still trying to wrap my head around this whole situation. Damon is in the mafia, someone is after me and that..I died.
Which made me think. If that wasn't a dream, then was that actually my mother telling me to wake up?
The thought of it sent Chills.
I opened the door and saw Damon on his couch looking at something on his laptop.

Damon:" Your father is persistent."
He slightly fixing his grey tie. He always looks so hot in a suit....

Oliver:"keeps texting and calling, huh?"
Damon had my phone taken away for cleaning. To be hacked free, I think.
He placed down my phone on the table beside his laptop.

Damon:" it's clean now."
Dad is only calling because of his drunken state.
Rhea and Alex questioned why Damon and I haven't been in school.
Of course, we lied and just said it was because of work.
I hate lying to them, but it's for the best....

Oliver:" Thank you. Did you happen to find dick or any of his goons to see if they know anything?"

Damon:" No. I've had agents surveilling their homes for the past few days. Although there are no sight
Of anyone...."
He gestures at his laptop.
I took a peek and saw dicks photo up and some of his personal info.

Oliver:" No one? What about the parents?"

Damon:" we are trying to keep a low profile, though I don't think the parents would know anything. Since we couldn’t find anyone, I've told my men to back off for a while."
Maybe the parents do.

Oliver:" What if I ask the parents if they know where they went?"

Damon:" No."

Oliver:" I don't look suspicious. I'm dicks age, I can ask with no problem. "

Damon:" No. Out of the question. "

Oliver:" Why can't I? No offense, Damon, but you'd look Hella suspicious. If this can help, then..-"

Damon:" No!"
I stopped.
He sighs.

Damon:"..........if there's any chance that they know anything, yes, I want answers. But I am NOT. Putting you in danger again."

Oliver:" Damon, I will be okay.... You don't need to worry."
I walked towards the couch and sat right night to him. He places his hand on my leg.

Damon:" Since the day I met you, oliver, there's not a day that goes by that I don’t worry about you, Oliver."
Since the day he met me? That day, in the hallway. When he helped me with dick and his goons.

Damon:" How is your work coming along?"
I furrowed my brows, annoyed he's changed the subject.
I was supposed to do the work that rhea had sent from school. But that's wasn't important right now.

Oliver:" it's going fine. It's just not the main thing on my mind...."
Damon looks at me with concern.

Damon:"..I was afraid to lose you. When you..died...I didn't know what to think. Besides on how much I wanted you back.... I let you -"