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 huffed, "No. What

me along as the

us and dragged me into my room, closing that door as well. When he turned around, he shook his head in disappointment. "I really thought you liked me," he said, eyeing Mickey's

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 been this way. Physically attracted to so many men at once. "I just... I..." Snapping my

falling guilty. "I was angry," he said. "I texted

phone was up here

for me, his face lighting with anger once again. His gaze roamed over Mickey's robe yet again. "Tell me that

I couldn't say that. Of course

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

for what felt like a full minute. When he opened them again, they were

of my head and the

even further 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 here and taste every single inch of you." He dipped forward, pressing a hot wet kiss on my pelvis, just above my folds. I gasped, driving my fingers

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

my back arching upward for more. "Yes," I

just know 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 heaved up