Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

Nothing Happened

**ROMANY**

"What the fuck?" Damien said, his face twisting into a mask of fury.

"Damien," I whispered.

He snatched my arm and tugged me toward him, then with a quick glance around began pulling me toward the service elevator.

He hissed, "I can't believe you would do something like this. We'll take the elevator up so that nobody sees you in *his* robe." "You're hurting me!" I complained.

He immediately gentled his grip, glancing down at me with concerned eyes. He didn't let me go until we were riding toward the third floor. "Nothing happened," I said honestly.

He snickered. "Uh-huh. Just like nothing happened between you and Alex."

I flinched, reeling back a step as he sneered at me. "That was different," I said softly.

His jaw clenched, his dark blue eyes flashing. "Was it? Just like I was different?"

it. "Yes."

hissed, pulling me along

locked the door behind us and dragged me into my room, closing that door as well. When he turned

I felt an emotional connection to. Sure, I was attracted to Alex, *who wouldn't be,* and Mickey had a sexual energy that was hard to resist, but Damien... he was my Dreamboat. *God how stupid am I? What's wrong with me?* I'd never

he said. "I texted you yesterday and apologized, but you never

was up here

his face lighting with anger once again. His gaze roamed over Mickey's robe yet

I couldn't say that. Of course I

me. I peered up at him, backing away until my legs hit the bed. He stopped directly in front of me, then ever so slowly, reached out and began to untie the robe. I gasped, but I didn't stop him. He kept his gaze steady on mine until the belt fell away. Then he dropped to his knees, still watching my eyes as he carefully peeled it open and exposed my nude body completely. His eyes lowered slowly, his pupils dilating as

He groaned, clamping his eyes shut for what felt like a full minute. When he opened them again, they were dark with something like anger. "I heard you were attacked," he rasped

back of my head and

heavy with lust. "Tonight,

slit. "Fucken heaven," he groaned, his head still between my legs

back arching upward for more. "Yes," I

it," he said, dipping his tongue in deep and causing me to spasm off the bed. Then he stood, gently closing my legs as he