Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (jenna bush book club .TXT) 📖

DAMIEN

Fuck!

What the fucking hell was wrong with me?

I fisted my hands, walking out of her room towards mine. I could feel the coolness of the wet patch on my t-shirt and my mind again went back to what happened.

Hell! I could still feel her soft, small body in my arms and to say that my heart didn’t twitch like a fucking hell I would be lying.

She was just so petite and fragile, even though when I remembered how she fought with the drunkards that night I contemplate with the latter one.

Her room was just near the staircase and to reach mine on the other end of the corridor I had to pass hers when I heard the loud thump from her room. I didn’t know what took over me to just rush into her room.

And when I didn’t find her on the bed I walked into her washroom hearing the soft groaning sound.

She was looking in pain there, and it made me feel a tug in my heart which has fucking never happened before. She adjusted in my arms so well when I carried her and was so tiny and delicate.

Whenever I look at her foot and the think about the morning when I found her first it disturbed me what made her that damaged and injured there. And when I think of her in that it predicament, it made me wonder if I haven’t found her then what would have happened.

I grab another t-shirt from the cupboard, before sliding over me. Even the thought of the drunkards made my blood boil, remembering how terrified she was. Even though I had made a good conclusion to them.

And I fucking didn't know why I was feeling this.

But I know that her little self and with the short dresses she wore - which I feel Lily brought for her- was such a tease. And when I knew how her body felt so soft and delicate against me I couldn’t stop imagining, and my mind travels back to whatever I want to do with her. And my accidental opening of her underwear drawer, just made the situation even worse.

Get a grip.

I closed my eyes tightly, feeling the frustration. She wasn’t someone I should be thinking about all these sinful things… I let her live here I fucking didn’t know why, and that’s not obviously for eye-raping her or something. Something inside me trembled at the sight of her bloodied foot and her unconscious body.

And above all, she was just fucking twenty one- I heard her saying Liliana in the kitchen when I went to grab my protein shake. I couldn’t imagine all these when I was fucking eight years older than her.

Motherfucking hell.

I walked towards the balcony, and for a second thought of calling Steven and having a drink but I reminded myself how much fucking annoying he could be. I pressed my arms over the railing looking over at the city down.

There was such calmness and peace in the darkness, but it seemed to relax me a little. I couldn’t lose my cool just like that, I was not some horny thirsty teenager. I heard my phone ringing and went for it.

“Yes?”

“Sir, we have the meeting with Mr Carter cancelled for tomorrow. He is re-deciding his decision about the Star Heaven project.” My jaws clenched at the words and I found my hands gripping the railing hard.

“Okay. Have you found out whom he is considering the deal with?”

“Yes sir. That’s James Lewis.” My blood boiled hearing that fucking name.

“Okay. Send Mr Carter's PA a notice for an urgent meeting with us.”

“Ok Sir.” I cut the call and tried to control the anger building inside me. I knew it would be James who would be behind this. He has always tried his little tactics either by luring them with more money or using his illegal ways, to snatch away the deals I was working with.

We had been together in college when we started our startup from scratch. We were best friends, as we struggled our way towards the top of the food chain, until one day, I found everything out. He was just using me to start with the business. He stole all the money, and the profits, when we’re in great need of it to crack the new deal.

Everything took such a wrong turn from there, and I found my every dream and hard work going into waste until I realized there was nothing called miracle or angels who would have helped me.

I had to help myself. And that’s the only rule which helped me to pull out from the morass I was plummeting into.

Maybe I should name it fate but I would always call it the hard work of me and my employees which stood up the company where it is now. One of the most powerful and the top on the food chain of constructions and setting up chains of hotels, resorts and bars all over the States.

I controlled my anger and the frustration inside. Damien Stone never loses any deal. And I knew very well how to turn the table towards me.

It’s just a wait till tomorrow.

••••

The doors for the meeting room opened, as I took my steps inside followed by Ashton on the toe. My eyes swept over the people sitting on their seats before landing on Daniel Carter. His fingers ran over his bald head as he talked with his assistant. I tugged at my coat before marching toward my seat and greeting them.

I could feel the dominance they sense under me, but I would never change that. However much I appreciate their work, it’s not in me to go around gushing about them.

I believe in dominating over them, because once I lose that aura I carry myself in, I would lose the hardworking and the compliance of the employees. It’s needed to be there.

We shook hands as he took his seat. “I heard you’re considering working with James Lewis for the Star Heaven project?” My voice was stone cold as I kept it emotionless. Emotions and Business doesn’t come together.

He nodded his hands still on his head, “James talked about providing 45% share of the entire project while you’re stuck with 42%.”

I leaned against my rolling chair, my fingers gripping the paperweight as I toyed with it. “So, just seeing the share you’re eager to shift to that branch?” He didn’t answer for a while. Maybe he just couldn’t.