His Possession

Chapter Thirty-Four:

Damon.

My jaw dropped and I stiffened. I heard a few gasps coming from people around me, and Tyler flinched and moved to stand up. I quickly grabbed his arm and shook my head. It felt like my entire body was shoved in reality and I lost my buzz from the alcohol.

Oh god. Oh god. How did he get in? Surely there was a lot of security at the doors, I even saw them. Did he kill them? Were there more of his men somewhere else?

My eyes moved back to Luca, who was gripping the stand and looking directly in his direction. Footsteps suddenly approached behind him, and what I would assume were his men, pilled into the room. They stood close to him, ensuring that nothing would happen to him. There was too many of them, and not enough of Luca's men.

Luca's own security rounded up and took their stances, causing Damon to glance around in amusement.

"Wasn't that a beautiful speech, Chicco." Damon sauntered deeper into the room, holding his hand up to his heart in fake concern. I quickly scanned him up and down, seeing that he was wearing a blue black tux, and had dirt blond hair. His eyes were piercing green, and he had a smirk pulling at his lips. He was attractive, but not no where near Luca. (Meaning; a way of acknowledging an old friend).

I looked back up towards Luca, I could see him visibly stiffen, and his eyes were narrowed onto Damon. It took everything in me not to flee and hide behind Luca, but it would just draw attention over to me. Had he heard everything Luca had said? Where was security? Who let him in? My brain flooded with thoughts and I saw Tyler stand up, before I could stop him.

Tyler pulled out a gun from his suit jacket and held it at his side.

I squeezed myself back against the chair and heard a few mumbles around us, but nobody moved.

Please, just leave. Please. I prayed in my head and kept my eyes locked onto Luca, who hadn't spoken a word.

"Who is this Emily? Clearly someone special if she can tug at the heartstrings of Mister Big Bad Adorno." Damon walked around slightly, his eyes training around the room with a smile. His voice was deep, and frightening. It shook me to the core. Luca's men stepped forward, causing Damon's smile to widen into a vicious grin.

My body stiffened when I heard him say my name. No, no no. Not good. Not fucking good. I tried to keep my composure, but it was getting difficult. Why did he want to meet me? What did he want? I fiddled with my hands nervously and bit my lip hard.

"Damon." Luca hissed in anger and walked out from behind the stand, causing both Luca's men and Damon's men to raise their guns. I watched the scene play out anxious in my seat, wanting to disappear into it. "What are you doing here? If you'd like to talk I can arrange something, because this is not the time or place." He gritted in anger and continued walking towards Damon.

Damon's men stiffened and raised their guns further, making Damon wave his hand up in dismissal. There were about ten of them, and only a handful of Luca's men. It wasn't a fair fight.

"I was very hurt when I learned that I wasn't invited, Luca. You hurt me very badly." His head went back up to his chest and he fake pouted.

"This isn't the place, Damon." Luca urged and walked towards Damon. They were about the same height, Luca only being an inch or two taller than him. "We can talk somewhere else, let's go." He gestured towards the door and I froze. No! Don't go somewhere alone with him! Please! I prayed and sat up anxiously in my chair.

Tyler sensed my unease and gave me a small nod, attempting to reassure me that everything would be alright. I tried to smile at him, but it probably looked threatening to him.