Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

Chapter 86

...I Was Yours

**ROMANY**

I get out of the pool carefully, glancing around and making sure that there isn't anyone outside. Satisfied that the coast is clear, I stumble toward the garden behind the back of the waterfall where I was forced to stash my phone in order to keep it from getting wet. Once I have it, I creep back toward the patio chair that I stowed my sundress on and head inside soaking wet.

It was hard as hell to hear what was being said during that video call, what with the rushing water so nearby, but I heard enough to know that Ruby *is* in fact alive and that's enough for me.

Friday is two days away which means I'm going to have to figure out how the fuck to get out of here without anyone following me.

*It's almost time for my birth control shot. Maybe I can pretend I'm already due for it and have Alex send me into town. That might work.*

But what if he insists on coming with me? *Shit!*

As I reach the door to my suite, I see that it's standing open and I jolt to a halt. *What the fuck?* I shove open the door angrily just to find Damien sitting on the couch looking sorely displeased. *Crap.* "Damien," I say, sauntering soaking wet then closing the door behind me.

me up from my bare feet to my soaking

blue eyes heating at the sight of my black bikini through the thin white fabric

past the couch and head straight for my bathroom for my

you could

throwing my sundress off and reaching behind the bathroom door for my robe. As I turn around

softly, his dark eyes so full of hurt that I

looking at me tells me. He must have come up here looking for me and then when he didn't find me, he headed downstairs to Alex's office. As rough as Alex was being, there was no way

I saw your beauty and your innocence and I thought"-he sighs"-I thought if I could just protect it, then maybe I could find a way to win your heart and not *ruin* you." He shakes his head, stepping backward out of the

I protest, my insides suddenly

to go and pick up Mickey. I knew he was sending me just to be an asshole and

frozen there, glaring at me as I stomp so close that we're but inches apart. I poke his chest with my fingernail. "I may have been getting a little crazy, sure,

dark eyes traveling over my face and then lower, toward the decoration of hickies along my shoulders and throat. "I've never been

but I know that's what he wants so I don't. "You know what I mean, Dreamboat." I let my little nickname for him slip on purpose, hoping it will do something for the way

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