Chapter 7 Seven
Damien POV
I had been cranky all morning, my thoughts consumed by the woman who had vanished after
our one-night stand. The same woman who now stood in my office, her face a mask of shock
and panic. T essa.
As soon as I saw her, every ounce of my irritation vanished, replaced by a wave of intense
emotions. I quickly stood up, my heart racing, and watched as she took hesitant steps
backward, clearly intent on leaving.
“Well… well… I am shocked to see you here, little miss T essy,
” I muttered, striding toward her
with purpose. I reached her just before she could escape, blocking her path to the door. The
shock in her eyes mirrored my own feelings, but there was something else too—fear, maybe?
“Hmmmm. Hmmmm… I promise I didn’t know you were the owner of this company, or I wouldn’t
have applied for the interview,
” T essa stammered, clutching her bag like a lifeline and trying to
edge away from me.I couldn’t help but feel a pang of hurt mixed with anger.
“T essa, why did you steal my shirt and
coat?” I asked, gently lifting her chin so our eyes met. Her light hazel eyes, filled with a mixture
of guilt and defiance, held me captive.
“I… I panicked. I didn’t know what to do,
” she whispered, her voice trembling.
“I couldn’t face
you after… after what happened…. And i wouldn’t have stolen them if you hadn’t shredded my
clothes to pieces,
” T essa muttered.
I felt a surge of protectiveness mixed with frustration. How could she think she could just
disappear? “You didn’t have to run away. We could have talked,
” I said, trying to keep my voice
steady despite the storm of emotions inside me.
T essa shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes.
“I had plan to sleep with a stranger and
leave like it never happened. My plan wasn’t to stay,
” She deadpanned.
My heart ached at her words.
“T essa… What you are saying in essence is that you used me,
” I
asked her shocked. I was disappointed at her because that night wasn’t a one time thing for me.
My intention was for us to speak the next day and probably watch where it would lead.
Her eyes widened in surprise, before it hardened within seconds back. It felt like she had this
intense anger toward me. Like i had offended her in the past or something.
“Wow…. Me you
use,
” She said while pointing her finger at him,
“Have you seen yourself. There was no possible
way I could have forced you, and nobody used anyone. We both knew what we were signing up
for at the bar. So…. I didn’t use you,
” She finally ended her rants.
I took a deep breath, my resolve strengthening.
“So what you are trying to say now is that your
virginity means nothing to you that you could give it to a total stranger,
” I asked angrily.
T essa hesitated, then nodded slowly.
it again.
”
“Yes,
” she whispered.
“I decided that i need not hold on to
As I watched her, a mix of anger and determination filled me.
T essa POV
Even in my black heels Damien was taller than me, he looked like an giant and I, an ant in
comparison. The way he was close to me almost as if he wanted to enter my skin and he was
breathing deeply. He was stronger, and looking sinister and up to something.
I tried to adjust and make some space in between us but Damien wasn’t giving me that
leverage. His muscles strained underneath his pristine white shirt, tensing whenever he moved.
His gaze travelling down my body. He was close enough for me to feel the heat emitting from
him.He kept looking at me and this prompted me to take another step back.
Damien chuckled, raised my face to angle i would have no choice but to look into his green
mersmerising eyes. Leaning his head and then he laughed,
“Scared?... Is Little Miss Sneaky
hands scared?” He asked testing my patience.
I scoffed,
“No,
”
“That’s good to know,
” He muttered, and I felt like he could see right through me. My nerves
where still messing with me because I was still finding it fucking hard to find Mr Stranger in this
company, and man isn’t a nobody but the bloody owner. I refused to let my nerves stop me
though from standing my ground. After i saw that cheater who was my ex sleeping with his
stupid blondy secretary, I became angry at men. Seems they all wanted one thing only and that
was sex.
Damien decided to be more dramatic and he kept walking and this prompted me into talking
backward steps until my back hit the wall next to me. He breathed out a sigh, and he rested his
big palms on the wall next to my head. Those were the same hands that lifted my ass and bent
me to the bed in his room few days ago while he made sweet love to me.
After that thought came to my head, quickly i blinked because I knew my dirty mind was
derailing from the present. I could feel my cheeks go red. His gaze suddenly dropped to my
cleavage, and the intense look he hd made my pussy aching between my legs. I could see his
lust and he didn’t even bother to hide it.
“T essy.. T essy. You look delicate and ravishing,
” He whispered, his breath fanning my skin
because of his proximity and my cheeks kept getting red. His praise almost made me fucking
moan out his name.
He ran his big palms down my arms before taking my hand in his and i didn’t expect him to turn
me around so fast i almost had whiplash. My chest met the hard wall, and then something hard
was pressing into my ass.
Could that be his dick… I face palmed myself in my head. Of course it was his fucking dick. With
that thought in mind, I shuddered, clenching my thigs together to relieve the annoying ache
burning and churning within me.