The Devil Wears Armani (ON HOLD)

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Christians P.O.V

I had just told Blair I loved her.

Was it too soon?

Did I do the right thing?

I knew in my heart that confessing my feelings to her was the right thing to do.

The moment she told me she still loved me was the first time in months that I was hit with true euphoria.

She was my happiness

She needed time and I would respect her decision no matter what it was

I had done her wrong

But if she decided to give me another chance I would make everything right again.

After seeing Blair leave I went back to my penthouse.

There, i drank a little scotch and was about to hit the hay when my cell phone rang

"Hello Christian Davidson speaking." I said in my business tone

"Hiiiiii chrissssstiaan!" Blair's voice broke out at the other end of the line.

Her words were slurring and I could hear loud music in the background.

She was drunk. Shit.

"Blair? Where are you Blair?" I asked, verging on panicking

Blair could never handle her self when she was drunk and the fact that she was calling me proved that she was alone.

Cher would never let her call me.

She had a slight disliking towards me.

"Im in a baaaar and I am drunk mister." She squealed in joy. This was not good.

"Blair, I need you to tell me in which bar are you so I can come get you." I said firmly

"No way mr uptight. And I gotta go now. Shots time!" She yelled and hung up

As soon as she hung up, I dialed up Gary, my personal detective and hacker.

"Hello Gare, I need you to find me the location of Blair Thompson ASAP. Do everything in your power."

Within 15 minutes I was nearing the club that Blair went to courtesy to the directions Gary had just texted me. It was in the part of town where all the drunks hung out.

Whatever possessed her to go here, I'll never know.

As I started to get out I saw two guys in the distant and a girl who appeared to be drunk

As I got closer I got a better view of the drunken girl.

It was Blair!

One guy was holding her down while the other was moving his filthy paws on her. Blair was letting out screams but her voice was getting hoarser like she was giving up.

I was literally seeing red with fury.

I ran to the lot and punched the guy in front of Blair in the stomach. He fell to the ground while the other guy started to raise his fists but I deflected it and kicked him square in the nuts.

I started punching both the guys with so much fury, I never knew I had. How dare they even put a finger on my Blair!

Blair!

I glanced at her. She was clutching her head and was about to pass out when I caught her by the waist and whispered in her ears," I got you, Blair." Before she passed out in my arms.

I threw a glance at the guys. Both of them were sprawled on the ground clearly unconscious with various wounds. They would have the honor of spending the rest of their lives in prison. I wouldn't have it any other way.

I picked Blair up bridal style and drove us to my pent house. I didn't want to leave Blair alone. I wanted her to be with me.

As we reached my room, Blair had partly gained consciousness but was still pretty out of it. I got her out of her dress and put her in one of my shirts. It was fairly lose on her this frame but at least she'd be comfortable.

I then took a quick shower and changed my clothes. By the time I slid into bed Blair was already asleep.

She looked so peaceful and breathtakingly beautiful.

I grabbed her by the waist and slid her towards me so that we were spooning. I was about to drift of into sleep when Blair's voice broke the silence.

"I love you too Christian."

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