The Mafia Leader, Damien.

{Chapter 38}

The Mafia Leader Damien, Chapter 38: That sounds interesting...
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Savannah's pov:

We were still breathing hard. We didn't move away, as we both calm our breath. Damien had his arm around my waist and he leaned his forehead on mine.

"Do you have any tissue paper?" He asked pulling away.

"Yeah, they are in the last drawer." I pointed to his back and he turned to pick the tissue paper. He came back to me and I was about to grab the paper when he started to clean the mess himself.

He cleaned my legs first and then himself.

"Let me zip your dress, someone might come in." He said, after he pulled his pants up.

So now he cares if someone comes?

I stood up and turned around. He grabbed the zip and pulled it up. He kissed my back and turned me around. He put his hand on my ass and pulled me on him.

"We need to talk." He said seriously.

"About what?" I asked curiously.

"You remember I told you that your life is in danger?" He asked and I nodded.

How can I forget that?

"Well, we got some more information." He said looking in my eyes.

"What is it?" I asked instantly.

"I don't want to tell you everything here, how about I take you out somewhere safe and talk about it." He asked leaning close to me. I wrapped my arm around his neck and shrugged.

"Are you taking me on a date?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yeah, but this date will be different." He said and I raised an eyebrow.

"How?" I asked.

"Well, for one the place will be different. We might be surrounded by bodyguard than other people and instead of talking romantic stuff, we will be talking about safety and mafia stuff." He explained and a laugh escaped my lips.

"That sounds interesting," I said pulling him to my height.

"Hmm," he pressed his lips on mine again. He bit my lips playfully while squeezing my butt.

"Hey, Sav-oh my god my eyes! Why do I always have to walk on to this in your office?"

Damien and I pulled away, looking at an annoyed Elijah.

"What? How many times did you make out with a guy in your office?" Damien asked sternly.

Oh my...

The only time Elijah caught someone making out in my office was with Zach and Garett. Damien doesn't know about Zach.

"It wasn't me, he caught my friends making out," I said and looked at Elijah, hoping he would get the message to agree with me. Technically I wasn't lying. Zach was my friend and Garett was my cousin.

"Yeah, my bad. It came out wrong." Elijah added and I looked at Damien. He was still looking at me blankly.

"Hmm, anyway Sav I'm going home. Are you coming with me?" Elijah asked and I looked at him.

"Yeah, she is. She needs to get ready." Damien replied on my behalf.

"I'll pick you up at 5," he said and I nodded. He pecked my lips before making his way out.

I really need a shower...

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Elijah and I came home and I went to take a shower. I wrapped my towel around me and walked to my closet. I picked my outfit and laid on my bed.