I was sitting in my office, already planning Damian's meeting for tomorrow so that I wouldn't have to do it and lose time the next day. My phone beeped two times, signalling me that I got a message. I took a deep breath and pulled my phone from my back.
From: Jace
The Berry Café at Six
I stared at the messsage, trying to fix a plan about how I was going to meet him, without Damian freaking out or tagging along. Maybe Damian should come. Jace seemed to be unpredictable and unstable. My eyes drifted to my wrist where the mark of his tight grip was still present. I picked up the phone that I was on my desk and dialled Damian's number. I was too lazy to actually stand up and walk to his office.
"Yes, Miss Amington " He answered, his voice deep and husky. Since when was I called 'Miss Amington'? I cleared my throat and tried to focus on what I needed to tell him.
"I need to tell you something" I said, trying to act all professional. I could hear him turning pages. In my head, I could imagine him, with his phone blocked between his shoulder and his ear while he tried to concentrate on his files at the same time.
"Come in my office" Damian ordered.
"What?" I questioned, thinking that I might have heard wrong.
"Are you deaf, Miss Amington?" I rolled my eyes as his question.
"I'm coming" I mumbled before ending the call. I stood up and before walking out of the office, I looked at the clock that was hanging on the wall. Work was ending in five minutes. I made my way to Damian's office. I stood in front of it and debated on whether I should knock or not? It's polite to know. But he already knows that I was coming. The debate went on for several minutes until I decided to knock.
"Come in" I walked in, to see Damian staring at me in amusement. What? I bit my lips when I saw that he was wearing his glasses. Dude. He was sexy as fuck when he wore those glasses. "What took you so long to come in?" He asked. I stared at him in confusion. How did he knew?
"I just came" I lied. He shook his desk and pointed at the monitor that was on his desk.
"I have a camera in front of the door, Athena" He deadpanned. Oh the embarrassment! I could feel the blood running to my cheeks. Holy shit! Why didn't I notice it before?
"I was debating on whether to knock or not" I admitted. The hot man who was sitting in front of me chuckled and said nothing else about it. I still thank God for it.
"What did you have to ask, Athena?" Damian asked. I quirked my eyebrows at him while crossing my arms.
"No more 'Miss Amington'?" I asked and watched as he shook his head, his usual smirk plastered on his face as he pointed to the clock.
"Work's over" Ah. He was right. "What did you have to ask?" Damian asked.
"Jace sent me a message, asking me to meet him at six" I informed him and watched as a frown slowly started forming on his beautiful face.
"Why?" He simply asked. I shrugged.
"I should go to find out" I responded smartly.
"Where did he ask to meet you?" Damian asked.
"The Berry Café"
"We'll be going there then" He said as he stood up. Wait. What?
"We?" I asked while frowning.
"Yes. As in you and I " He said as if I was stupid. "Go take your bag, we'll be leaving soon"
"Is it necessary that you come?" I asked when he walked closer to me. He was just a few feet away from me. He stared at me, wonder in his eyes.
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Masked Feelings
Romance"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? I'm a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back a...
