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.

smile, just eyes me up from my bare feet to

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

couch and head straight for my bathroom

you could

reaching behind the bathroom door for my robe. As I turn around and prepare to put it on, I

he says softly, his dark eyes so full of hurt that I can feel it in my

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

when I first saw you, I really felt like something special was happening. 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

I protest, my insides suddenly clenching when I

Alex that night to go and pick up Mickey. I knew he was sending me just to be an asshole and I *let* him do it. I don't know... I

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, a little wild, a little slutty - so what?

lower, toward the decoration of hickies

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 he's looking at me. Because despite that I know I don't owe him anything, I honestly

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