Falling For The Italian Billionaire

Chapter Two : Mystery Man

Beep...Beep...Beep.

Damon grunted as his hand searched for the alarm clock. His head was buried under the pillows and he was not ready to get up. His hand hit the button and fell back onto the bed , half hanging. He knew he had to get up. He couldn’t afford to miss his flight again; the airlines had already rescheduled, and he wasn’t the type to use his jet often . He found that , if he blended in with the crowd , it made less headlines and he much rather preferred not to be the centre of attention… on most occasions.

Stretching his body under the covers, he let out a deep breath . His muscles rippled and the silky sheets fell down to his waist, exposing his naked upper body. Damon turned onto his back and sat upright.

“10:00 am...Damn it , Tyler is going to mount my head on his wall" .

He exaggerated while running his hand through his hair as he stood up . The covers fell to the floor, but he couldn’t care less, he had to get to the office. Striding into the shower he let the hot water run down his body as he thought about how he was going to explain to Tyler why he was late for their pitch with the clients.

...

He dried himself off with a towel and dressed quickly. Sliding on his watch , Damon made his way to the kitchen when he stopped in his tracks. A bowl shattered in front of his feet, startling him.

“ Shit ”. He said in a huffed breath as he eyed the woman standing in his kitchen half naked.

“ Sorry, I thought you were a burglar”. The woman replied

“ In my own house?" he laughed.

Damon walked around the broken glass and poured himself a quick cup of coffee.

“ Your name is Trina, right ?" , he asked as he sipped his coffee.

“ Yeah” she said half smiling. “ Look, thanks for letting me stay the night . I appreciate it".

Damon downed his coffee and placed the mug in the sink. “ I’m... really sorry about last night. I think I may have drank a bit too much". He turned to face her. “ You’re welcome to stay for breakfast”, glancing at his watch and changed his words. “ or brunch as it seems “. He tried not to stare at her in her underwear , so he decided leaving was the best option. He walked towards her and ran his hand through his hair.

“ Well I’ve got to run, I’m already late. My housekeeper should be here any moment , she can assist you with anything you require and dont bother with the broken glass just be careful ”. He leaned in and tucked her hair behind her ear . “ I had a fun time last night , and I’m truly sorry we didn’t get to finish”. He smiled and walked to the main door and turned around.

“ Maybe some other time ” She yelled and winked at him.

…

The elevator seemed to take forever . When he entered the boardroom all the eyes turned towards him nearly giving him a panic attack. There were only four people, but it felt as if every inch of the room were filled with eyes staring back at him. “ Sorry I’m late gentlemen , I’m afraid I got caught up in some unexpected business" . He strode towards the table and sat next to Tyler, who was as red as a tomato.

Tyler leaned sideways and whispered , “ would this unexpected business happen to be a naked women in your sheets?" he asked through a fake smile.

Damon sorted the papers on the desk and returned Tyler’s smile. “ Yes , I’ll tell you all about it later" . He faced the men opposite him . “ Well then. Shall we start" . Damon cleared his throat and opened his mouth to speak.

“ They don’t speak English buffoon. Just start and let me do the translating" . Tyler nodded to the clients and began talking.

…

Damon Carter sat in his luxurious penthouse office typing away after the meeting. He was a bit relieved that he managed to avoid Tyler all morning. His sharp dark eyes darted back and forth from the keyboard to the screen. His fingers hit the keys with such force , you would swear they were about to cave in and break. Not that this was something unusual. He was a bulky man after all. Spending his nights at the gym was all he did since college. He would work out every night or at least tried to.

The sweat dripped off the side of his face and his hand reached up to wipe it. He dragged his hand along his black hair , setting it back into place.

“ Finally Done" . He yelled

He pushed his chair away from the desk with a jolt and raised his arms above his head in victory. His muscles bulged and clenched onto his formal , tight, black shirt. Lifting himself off the chair , he walked to the corner of the office towards the bar. Damon poured himself a drink and downed it , within the first sip. His phone vibrated and he grunted . He knew it was Tyler waiting to grill his ass. He walked to the door instead of answering his phone and opened it .

“ Ugh Tyler , why do you always have to call me instead of knocking on the damn door ?"

He moved out of the way and allowed Tyler to enter. Tyler put his phone away and strode into the office guns blazing.

“ Sorry , but you know I have to check , just in case you had some unexpected business.” He said sarcastically.

Damon shut the door and turned to face him. “ Okay fine , can you not throw that in my face please" . He walked back to his desk and sat down.

“ Why not , you knew how important this meeting was and you still arrived late. You do realize you can’t avoid going to Italy by missing your flights and behaving like a teenager" .Tyler stood facing him with concern.

“ I’m fine Tyler. I just prefer being here you know, where I can control my own damn life. I knew you’d be there to handle things at the meeting , besides the pitch was a success and I’m leaving for Italy in an hour . Happy" . He said gesturing towards the laptop screen with his eyebrows.

“ Finally finished have we ?" Tyler laughed and sat down opposite Damon.

“ Yeah , it just got approved , seems we are in the clear to expand the hotel chain further , not only that , but we are also now officially the highest ranked hotel in Italy ”. Damon leaned back and crossed his arms. “ I believe congrats are in order".

“ You’re shitting yourself if you think I’m going to apologize for lashing out on your ass, but nevertheless congratulations . The Galaxia did us proud once again. I still don’t understand how you left that for the last possible second and still got the contract".

“ Hey what can I say" . Damon smirked. “ I am the boss".

“ snob", Tyler said jokingly. “ Hey what happened with the girl that made you so late this morning?" he asked curiously.

“ Oh her.” Damon stood up and started packing his laptop bag. “ So I was sitting at the airport bar , naturally after missing my flight. She walked up to me .We had a couple of drinks. One thing led to another. Mostly because I was drunk but yeah, we ended up at my place … I really tried Tyler. We kissed indulged in a little foreplay ; she even gave me a lap dance.” Damon stopped and looked at Tyler. “ For some reason , It hadn’t managed to arouse me the slightest. She spent the rest of the night in the guestroom.”

Tyler stood up and walked around the desk. He leaned on the desk , facing Damon. “ Maybe you’re gay" , he laughed. Damon picked up a file and hit him over the head . “ Trust me , I would know. Not that there’s anything wrong with that . I just haven’t been myself lately . I’m so involved with work and maintaining a certain standard for the Galaxia. I haven’t had time to myself for a while and we both know this trip to Italy is only going to add to my stress”.

Tyler stood up and walked toward the door. “ There you have it then. It’s the stress. I’m sure when you meet the right woman, she’ll manage to arouse you, and all will be well" .

Damon narrowed his eyes. “ Wait how will I know she’s the right one. “

Tyler sighed. “ Well to put it in simple terms, when you can’t stop thinking about doing her , but for you Damon she’s going to have to be a lot more special. Probably make your heart race really fast. Make you so head over heels you can’t think of anything except her or be the opposite of the bimbos you usually get attracted to.” Tyler laughed .

Damon gave him a sarcastic smile. “ Well I’ve got to run. Got a plane to actually catch this time" .

Tyler opened the door and, on his way, out, looked back. “ I’ll see you in Italy Romeo.”

...

Flight Number 327 From Chicago to Italy Now Boarding

Damon rushed towards the entrance . This was the final boarding call. He stopped by his apartment on his way to the airport to grab his luggage. Surprisingly arriving at the last possible second, he sighed of relief. “ Well there’s no turning back now ”. He whispered to himself.

Finally inside the plane. He found his seat in first class . On his way he passed by some young giggly girls who seemed like it was their first time on a plane. He settled in and ordered a drink. The plane had taken off for a little while . He figured he should try to get some sleep. He had a long day ahead.

A few minutes later he woke up. Taking a deep breath , he calmed himself. He hadn’t had time to change , leaving the office in his suit. He thought it wouldn’t be so uncomfortable but, he was wrong. The seat next to him was empty , so he was free to lounge around. “ I need to change" , he said out loud and stood up. He took his small bag out and checked for his travel clothes. Satisfied on seeing them he walked towards the bathroom with his bag.

The bathroom was cramped . He still couldn’t understand why the bathrooms were so tiny, and he was a large man. Spending a good eight to ten minutes trying to pry his suit off in a tiny space. He managed to slip on his travel clothes. A black T-shit and comfortable jeans. “ Much better", he sighed as he exited the bathroom. Squeezed his way back to first class and placed his bag back.

When he looked down , the seat next to him wasn’t empty anymore . He couldn’t see much since the person had clearly decided to use the blanket to its full potential. The small body and luscious pair of legs sticking out , did help to indicate it was a woman. Damon couldn’t help but chuckle. From what he could view , she seemed to like her privacy, so he kept his distance. He took out his blanket and decided to get some sleep as well.

…

(Half an hour later)

"Mmmmm...Ay dios mio ....Mmmmm.”

Damon felt a tingling sensation and realized his arm had numbed. He looked down to see a woman using it as a pillow. Her head rested on his upper arm while her hands wrapped around his. She had an eye mask on and had clearly mistaken him for a pillow.

"Mmmmm so muscular...Mr Darcy ...when did you get so ripped." She moaned while rubbing herself against him.

Damon held back his laugh and understood she was having a sexy dream. He didn’t mind . Her moans were sexy enough. You could even say it “aroused” him. He lowered his head to her face and spoke.

" Pretty much since college but the name is not Darcy, love ". He responded low and husky to torture her.

She clenched her hand and her fingers around him suddenly tightened. He smirked. Damon knew he woke her up . She slowly ran her hand upward on his arm and took off the eye mask . He didn’t move his head .

She opened her eyes and looked up at him . Their faces only a few inches apart. Damon could feel his heart thumping loudly in his chest.

" Hi " . That was all he managed to say. He couldnt stop staring . Something about her big brown eyes had him drowning in them.