Chapter 41: Damage Me Please-1

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Like the stalker I was, I had been keeping an eye on the purple room ever so often. With a raised eyebrow, I curiously stared at the gorgeous redhead who approached Dominic.

The woman appeared to be around her late twenties in age and I could not help but feel a pang of jealousy, knowing that they had most likely had sex at some point. I immediately recognised the redhead as one of Aleksandr's girls due to the tribal tattoo around her neck and wished that I could hear what was being said. Biting the inside of my cheek, I knew that I could not storm over there and cause a scene. Birthday or not, I needed to be careful where my intimate relationship with Dominic was concerned. Whatever happened between us was to remain private, and even if others were to find out, it would need to remain within a small trusted circle.

In Dominic's line of business, any strong attachments were seen as a liability. I did not want to be the reason someone tried to use me against him.

Giving the purple room my full attention, I sat and watched the entire scene unfold with wide eyes.

I grinned and licked my lips as I saw Dominic stab the redhead's hand, her screams had been mostly muffled by the music. However, judging by the expression on the woman's face, I knew she was in serious pain.

Serves her right for trying to touch what was mine! Truth be told, I would have chopped her hand off rather than stab it, but I knew he probably wanted to avoid maiming Aleksandr's worker.

When Dominic suddenly looked over to me, my breath caught in my throat as our eyes locked. Biting my bottom lip, I stifled a moan while taking in his almost feral-like facial expression. Even though I was jealous, I wanted nothing more than to go over there and kiss him passionately as his actions had aroused me.

"Holy shit! Dominic is merciless, seems a bit excessive though..." Blaire had gasped when she saw him nail the woman's hand to the table with his knife.

"Everyone knows that you don't touch the boss, ever!" Quintin commented, as his eyes discreetly met with mine over the rim of his glass as he took a sip of his drink.

Fiddling with a lock of my purple hair, I looked away, doing my best not to smile at Quintin's comment.

Blaire sat there in a daze, the violent scene shocking her slightly. Pursing her lips, she finally said, "But, she's a woman, I thought the mafia spared women and children."

Jee-min scoffed after catching her comment. Shaking his head, he remarked, "It's not like those silly little romance stories that you write about, Blaire."

At his words, Blaire sharply turned her gaze on me, her eyes widening as she silently accused me of showing Jee-min her work. In response, my left eyebrow rose while my own eyes shifted as I wordlessly replied that it had not happened on purpose.

Jee-min's voice broke through our silent conversation as he stated, "You can't just do what you want around people like Dominic Calvetti. Men like him spare no one, and while it may be true that everyone knows the boss doesn't harm children, anything else is fair game. And seeing as she's one of

Aleksandr's girls, she knew the rules. You don't touch Mr. Calvetti, ever."

"Damn," Cristiano said, visibly swallowing.

The conversation ended up shifting as the commotion died down, and soon the redhead was forgotten as she was escorted out of the building.

Idly dancing in my seat, I allowed myself to enjoy the music. A small pout played on my lips as I noticed Dominic get up and disappear through the elevator doors. Thinking that he must have something business related to take care of, I focused all of my attention on my friends.

With a happy smile, I worked my way through my second Purple Rain cocktail. As I was emptying the glass and looking to order a third, Vincent walked up to us and indicated that Dominic wanted to see me.

A few minutes later, I found myself being escorted to the hidden fifth floor.

Upon entering the dimly lit office, I saw Dominic leaning against a large mahogany desk, his gloves were off and his jacket was thrown onto one of the couches near the large tinted windows.

As I walked closer to him, I bit my bottom lip as I took in how handsome he looked. But as I watched his arms flex, I remembered what happened down in the purple room and I could not help the words that tumbled out of my mouth.

The alcohol caused me to be somewhat feistier than usual as I said, "The redhead was one of your regular whores I assume?"

Narrowing his eyes at me, he growled softly, "You're always so quick to get jealous."

Shrugging slightly, I bravely stood in front of him, my hands on my hips,

"What did she want anyway?"

"It seems that she missed this," Dominic nonchalantly replied as he motioned towards the front of his trousers, knowing that his response would irritate me further.

I inhaled deeply as my hands moved to clench at my sides, "Ha! Ha! Very funny, not!"

"Admit it, I'm not only hilarious, I leave you breathless..." he grinned as he teased me.

"Seriously though, Dom, why didn't you just bring her up here and fuck her on this table then?" I asked, suddenly slamming a fist onto the wooden surface.

"Because I didn't want to, in fact..." Dominic leaned off the desk to close the distance between us, "Contrary to what you may have thought, I haven't been to the brothels in over a year. From the moment I fully understood how I felt about you, you were all that I could think about."

His confession stunned me slightly, causing my anger to falter for a moment. It was hard to imagine that he had been celibate all this time, but I would be lying if I did not admit that it made my chest swell with feminine pride.

As I tried to process what he told me, he took my right hand and moved it to the front of his trousers, his hard length pushing against my open palm.

"Feel what you do to me Jade," Dominic whispered darkly, "I can't tell you how many times I've cum in my hand over these last few months as I thought about pounding myself into you."

Holy shit! His shameless words had me gushing with desire.

The fact that he had not been with any other women since he had acknowledged his feelings for me pleased me greatly and I felt slightly guilty for assuming that he had been sleeping around.

I could feel the heat of him through the layers of his clothes, and I wanted nothing more than to be rid of the barrier.

But of course, being the brat that I was, I could not help myself as I asked, "So why didn't you visit the redhead then?" My grip on his manhood tightened as I added, "She seemed to have been more than willing."

Dominic grunted softly before he pushed my hand away. He then grabbed me to turned my back towards the desk and without warning, he easily lifted me onto its cold wooden surface. Our breathing increased as we heatedly stared at each other in silence while he pushed my dress up my thighs, the touch of his bare hands against my skin exciting me further.

"Why do you insist on talking back to me hmm? You just love pissing my off, don't you?" Dominic asked, as he moved a hand between my legs, "And why must you always act so damn covetous?"

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep myself from moaning. My body trembled at the slightest touch of his fingers against the smooth skin of my inner thighs. I remained silent as I looked up at him, hoping my eyes said everything that I wanted in that moment.

Fuck me, I silently pleaded.

"I haven't even touched you properly yet and you're already drenching my hand," he murmured in slight astonishment, as his fingers gently probed my slit.

My cheeks reddened as a soft whimper escaped my lips. His fingers expertly rubbed at my core, forcing me to close my eyes. I enjoyed the feel of him and my hips started to slowly move, seeking more. Upon hearing his soft growls, I reopened my eyes, noting the way his face had a hard edge to

it, as though trying to keep his inner beast at bay. The way his lips parted as he raggedly breathed had me unconsciously opening my legs even wider.

From the way he was looking at me, I could tell that he appreciated the contrast of the smoothness of my outer vaginal lips to the trimmed pubic hair above. I wished that we had more lighting so that he could see all of me properly, but I knew we would have all the time in the world later, once we

got back to the residence. Running my hands up his waistcoat, my fingers played with the buttons,

"Why do you sound so surprised by my body's reaction to you, Dom?"

As I felt his fingers toying at my entrance, I threw my head back and let out a loud moan. Rolling my hips forward, I tried to get him to enter me, wanting to feel his large fingers probe me more intimately. Unfortunately, he just kept teasing me, and with a strangled groan, I leaned my head forward.

"I know that you want me, and you know fully well how much I want you, so stop avoiding the inevitable and fuck me!" I boldly whispered against his lips.