Chapter 2

Samantha was restless while she was serving the customers. She could feel the intense looks Damon was giving her. Damon wouldn't take his eyes off her, making her heart beat triple time in nervousness. She was just thankful that he didn't try to get close to her.

She tried to just ignore Damon, but Damon had been at the bar for almost three hours already, just drinking as his gaze continued to follow her every move. She could no longer bear it. Damon's stare was making her uncomfortable and nervous at the same time.

Samantha told her colleague that she was going to hit the toilet. She needed to calm herself down.

When she entered the bathroom, she was finally able to breathe easily. Samantha closed the door, put her hands on the sink, and looked at her weary face in the mirror. She looked tired even though the bar wasn't that busy.

"Just relax, Samantha. Just ignore him. This night will be over soon. Just bear with it. You're gonna be fine," she said, trying to console herself.

She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm herself. But she quickly opened her eyes again when she heard the door to the bathroom making a squeaking sound, an indication that it was being opened. She immediately turned her head, and her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the man that she had been trying so hard to avoid.

"Hi, Samantha. Nice to see you again," Damon said and slowly smiled at her.

Samantha's newly calm heart became troubled again. It started beating fast and loud as she stared at the man in shock.

"W-what are you d-doing here?" she asked, stuttering, her eyes still wide open.

She gulped as Damon closed the door and took a few steps towards her. She slowly turned her body around to face him.

Damon didn't stop walking until there was only one step between the two of them. A smile appeared on his face as his intense gaze traveled from her head down to her feet.

Samantha gulped when their eyes met again. She felt like her throat had suddenly gone dry and she couldn't swallow anything as she looked at Damon, who was grinning while still staring at her.

"How could you just leave like that? I was expecting to see your face the moment I woke up and then cuddle with you. But you left without a word," Damon said, not taking his eyes off her.

Damon took a few steps again until their faces were only a few inches away. And because of the closeness of their bodies, the scent of his cologne did not escape Samantha's sense of smell. It screamed masculinity. Damon's eyes dropped from her face to her chest. She wasn't naked, but with the kind of look Damon was giving her breasts, she felt like he could see what he shouldn't see. Though, he had seen it already.

And not just seen, he's even tasted it, she thought.

Samantha suddenly wanted to curse herself. She shouldn't be thinking about that.

Her eyes immediately turned towards Damon when she heard him chuckle.

He grinned again. "I bet you're thinking about something dirty," he said, making her blush.

She took a step backward but stopped when her back hit the sink.

Damon noticed, and his grin widened even more. "Why are you trying to stay away from me? Last night, you held me tight like you didn't ever want to let go—"

"Shut up!" she angrily cut him off. "What else do you want from me? You got what you wanted last night, so leave me alone!" she said through gritted teeth.

Damon walked towards her again until their bodies were touching, making Samantha gasp. And since Damon was taller than her, he had to slightly bend down to whisper in her ear. "What if I told you that one night was not enough?" His gentle whisper gave her goosebumps.

Samantha's eyes widened at what Damon had said. The strong and fast beating of her heart intensified.

She tried to calm herself. Damon couldn't see that she was affected by what he was doing. So she took a deep breath, gathered all the strength she had left, and pushed Damon forcefully away.

Damon only took a step backward, but it was just enough to put some distance between the two of them.

Samantha couldn't help but be annoyed by the grin Damon gave her. It was like he was insulting her, and it made her blood boil in anger. Her eyes narrowed as she met Damon's gaze. She saw amusement in his eyes, and it only made her even angrier. She couldn't believe she'd let this asshole fuck her.

Damn you, Jack Daniels!

"You better leave me alone right now or I'll call security to drag you out," she said with conviction, but Damon just shook his head.

"Is that supposed to scare me? Go. Call security." Damon then lowered his gaze to her lips and licked his own lower lip. "Sweetheart, that threat of yours doesn't scare me at all. And honestly, I don't give a fuck about them. I would just tell them everything that happened between us last night. I could even tell your boyfriend about it. I bet he would love to hear my story," he continued as he raised his head and met her eyes.

Samantha's fists clenched. "Don't you even dare," she said through gritted teeth.

Damon smirked. "Oh, you have no idea what I'm willing to do, sweetheart." He approached her again. "I know everything about you, Samantha. Your parents, their job, your friends, and your oh-so-precious Alfred. I could even become friends with him if I wanted to."

"What do you want from me?"

"What if I said that you are what I want? What if I told you that it's your body that I need? What would you do about it, Samantha?"

Samantha's fists clenched even more. "What happened last night was a mistake. And I have no intention of repeating that mistake. Leave me alone, Damon. If you want a playmate in bed, go look for someone else. Because I don't want to play with fire again," she answered courageously and then pushed Damon again before making her way towards the door.

Every step that Samantha took was huge. She was already holding the doorknob when Damon stopped her. Even before she could complain, Damon was behind her. And with quick movements, he maneuvered her body until Samantha leaned against the closed door of the bathroom, facing Damon. And before she knew it, both her hands were above her head. Damon held them tightly so she would be unable to push him away again.

Their bodies and faces were so close that Samantha could already feel and smell Damon's hot breath. Samantha's eyes widened when Damon pressed his body against hers, causing her to feel his manhood.

"This is sexual harassment!" she angrily said. But Damon didn't even budge. Instead, he only pressed his body closer to her, making her shiver.

"Let go of me, Damon. I will sue you for this!" she threatened him again, but it didn't seem to be effective because Damon still didn't release her. Instead, he just tightened his grip on her hands.

"Stop threatening me, Samantha. That won't work," Damon said, and his eyes once again dropped from her face to her chest. "You look sexy wearing this uniform. It makes me want to do some dirty things to you," Damon said in a very sensual tone as he moved his lower body, letting her feel his hard cock.

"Get away from me," she said through gritted teeth. But Damon's hand letting go of her hands and traveling down to feel her thigh made her gasp in surprise. "What the fuck are you doing?!" she asked, almost yelling.

"Ah, that's the kind of reaction that I wanted," Damon said, smirking. And since the mini skirt she was wearing didn't even reach her knees, Damon's hand immediately slipped inside her skirt.

"Hey!" she yelled at him, but Damon just pretended as if he didn't hear anything.

Damon gently stroked her thigh, which made her gasp again. His hand was warm. It was scorching. It burned with the same heat he'd made her feel the night they'd had sex. And for some unknown reason, that caress had a different effect on her. Her whole body heated up. She was suddenly sweaty, and she didn't like the feeling.

"You're starting to feel it, aren't you?" Damon whispered in her ear. "It's just like last night. You keep saying no, but deep down, you still want to give your body to me wholeheartedly."

Samantha wanted to slap herself. Because whether she admitted it or not, everything that Damon had said was true. It was like her body had its own mind, and the only one it listened to was Damon.

"Just give up, Samantha. Stop running away from me. Stop running away from the pleasure that only I can give you. Accept me. And take what your body truly desires."

She closed her eyes as Damon's caress rose from her thigh until it was about to reach her femininity. But before it reached her weakness, she quickly closed her legs.

As long as she still had sanity left in her brain, she would never give in to what her body wanted.

Though troubled by the dryness of her throat, Samantha still forced herself to speak. "Let me repeat: What happened last night was a mistake. A mistake that I don't want to repeat. So. Leave. Me. Alone," she said with conviction.

Damon smirked. He stared at her, and she did not look away.

A sigh of relief escaped her mouth when Damon finally let go of her hands and then backed away, raising both of his hands as if he was giving up.

Damon shook his head. "I can't believe that the woman who was screaming my name and begging me to fuck her last night and the woman that is standing right in front of me now are the same person."

Samantha fixed herself. "The woman you were with last night was not in her right mind. She was drunk, and she didn't know what she was doing. And now that she's sober, she regrets the mistake she made," she answered with courage.

After she finished fixing herself, she met Damon's gaze again. Her stare was cold, while Damon's eyes were playful. "Do me a favor, Damon. Don't bother me again. If you want a woman to sleep with, find someone else because you won't be able to convince me to sleep with you again." She then turned her back on him and opened the door.

She was already outside when Damon spoke again.

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that, Samantha. I haven't wanted anything that I haven't gotten," Damon said seriously.

Samantha felt nervous, but she chose to ignore what he had said and continued walking instead.

"Good job, Samantha. Good job," she said to herself as she made her way towards the bar.