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?"

I insisted, then thought better of it. "Yes." I

hissed, pulling me along as

into my room, closing that door

my Dreamboat. *God how

falling guilty. "I was angry," he said. "I texted you yesterday and apologized,

phone was up

his face lighting with anger once again. His gaze roamed over Mickey's robe yet again. "Tell me that you're not naked under that

I couldn't say that.

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 drank me in. He groaned

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 out,

of my head and the back of

and locked on my sex, he moaned. "Alex is calling a special... meeting. When it's over," he said, his voice heavy with lust. "Tonight, while everyone else is asleep. I want to come back in

his tongue downward and over my slit. "Fucken heaven," he groaned, his head still between my legs

gasped, my back arching upward for more.

his tongue in deep and causing me