Chapter 50: James Appears

Damian POV

Looking down at her sleeping form, I took a deep breath trying to come to grips with what had just happened. I let the tequila and intensity of her body against mine push the evening into a direction I wasn’t aiming for.

I didn’t expect to get her in my bed tonight, but I damn sure wouldn’t object to it.

I had held off for so long because I had a feeling she wouldn’t like my taste of sexual desire.

However, I was very wrong.

 

She embraced it like a champ, and that was only the tip of what I enjoy.

The dim light of my phone lit up in the darkness of my room. Looking down to wear it laid on the nightstand, I watched my private investigator’s name cross the screen.

“Hmm..” It was late for him to be calling. “Hello?” I muttered as I quietly shut the bedroom door behind me.

“Damian, sorry to call so late, but we have a lead.”

Fantastic, this will make her happy. “What do you have?”

“It seems that he was spotted just outside of a local restaurant tonight near the beach. By the time we got there, he was gone though.”

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I tried to digest the information. “What was the name?”

“Of what sir?” He asked, testing my patients.

“Of the fucking restaurant.” I growled, losing my patience. “What was the name?”

“La Habichuela.” Of course it was. I was drinking and James had been watching us.

“Shit!” I muttered as I walked towards the windows, peering out of them. “I was there.”

There was silence for a moment before he spoke, “you were there?”

“Yes, yes. I was there tonight with Ivy. He was fucking watching us.”

that he was watching us. It was not surprising that we were in Cancun. Especially when I had been such a big sponsor in helping to renovate the local community to bring them more of a

place in my heart, as

you like us to do, sir?” The man asked as I shook my head, trying to figure out what exactly I

time I went out looking for

late afternoon. We will sit

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Ivy POV

cast through the open window of the bedroom. The smell of salt air filling my

to realize there was another body next to me. Not just anybody either. It was

race as the events of

Chactet St. James Appears

sheet, I looked down at my naked body,

fuckin’ shit. It

who jumped from the bed as naked as the day he

naked form wrapped within the white sheets of the bed. “Don’t

night=” i

He smirked, crossing his arms over

I scoffed, “why do you have to

chuckled, but the lurking

my head, trying to wrap my

of course I don’t regret it. It was ” fumbling for

replied with a seductive gleam in his eyes as he

 

as I stared at

only

hell’s wrong?” He called after me as I opened my

serious right now, Damian?” I asked, trying to understand why he couldn’t see how wrong this was. “I loved everything about

a tight, firm line as he stared at me with clenched fists. “So, finding my brother

tell he was angry. It was of no

look at things. I’m going to take a shower, Damian. I think you should do the Same so we can start picking up the pieces and get our family

door behind me and left Damian in the hallway. I didn’t want to argue with him,

have happened, but not

want James to think that we weren’t putting

my skin, soothing my muscles. The soreness of

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