DAMON SANTIAGO

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. . . SLOANE My throat was as dry as the Sahara desert. I could not help but to feel the unease of the situation going on with me and my brother. I could not shrug off the thought of my brother catching me all drunk and sneaking back in home. I took a deep breath to relax myself. I quickly stepped down from my bed and stumbled. Damn, my vision! I gave it a second before making my way towards the kitchen. It was evening and I haven’t seen my brother since the morning interaction. I let out a frustrated sigh and cursed at Vivian for making me drink so much. I walked over to the counter and poured myself a glass of cold water and took a sip when I felt someone’s presence behind me. I turned around and slowly raised my gaze to see …… Michele. My brother’s right hand and someone who’s been with my father for his whole life. He was a very loyal person and someone I had a crush on growing up too. He was forty two but he had been there, treating me like a princess since young and he was just so perfect, just like a charming prince. My eyes stuck on him as I took in his appearance. His naked chest as he continued to brush his blonde hair with his fingers making me gulp the water in my throat a little harder. I always felt timid and shy. Well that was my nature but around him, I was extremely shy and he knew about my likeness towards him which made me even more embarrassed. “ Relax sweetheart, it’s just me “ He said as he innocently raised his hands to prove it. I put the glass down and looked at him in confusion. “ I-is Vincein home? “ If he was home, that meant my brother was home too but I did not hear Vincein because if he was home, I would be getting investigated. “ no uh. He wants me to tell you that they have an important business dinner and you need to be there with him “ “ business dinner? “ I looked at him and he must have noticed the frown on my face and chuckled before walking closer to me making my heartbeat faster. “ for the new project “ Oh. I remember now. I nodded my head and soon, I felt him standing just in front of me. His tall body towering me as I looked so small in front of him. “ get ready. Ill be escorting you to him “ I nodded my head and quickly stepped back to create some distance between us before quickly walking out of there. A sigh of relief escaped my lips making me close my eyes and scold myself. He is getting married! You can’t have thoughts about him! I stepped inside of my room and decided to get ready quickly became I knew my brother and his temper. I knew how important this project was for him and I wanted to do better there to support him. . . “ so, Any boy in your life? “ My eyes widened at Michele’s words. He was there just like Vincein but the question he asked me, startled me. I looked at him as I could feel my cheeks getting warm. He had a cheeky smile on his face but I knew the smile on his face was not just a normal smile, He and Vincein were hella protective. And if they found out about the guy and what happened in the club, I’d be dead for sure. I avoided his gaze and shook my head making him chuckle. “ come on, sweetheart. It’s time for you to explore “ “ I don’t want to- “ “ Seems like you sneaking out to go clubbing was a waste “ My body froze. What the f**k did he just say- he was f*****g aware of where I was. Did Vincein knows too- I looked at him and noticed his gaze. The joking funny aura had taken a step back and seemed a bit cold now. “ Sloane. Sneaking out is not what good girls do “ I mentally rolled my eyes. Again with that good girl lecture. I don’t wanna be a good girl. I mean, I am a good girl who don’t do drugs or s**t but I want to explore things and me being a good girl won’t do any good. Soon, the car ride came to a halt. Michele stepped out and walked over to my side to help me. I placed my hand in his and stepped out of the car. The cold breeze brushed my warm bare skin sending shivers down my spine. I looked around the venue and suddenly …… my eyes fell on a …… figure walking towards our direction with three men following behind. My heart stopped for a second as a pair of eyes landed on me. Something inside me stirred as I felt like those eyes felt familiar. The man kept his hard intense gaze on me and I couldn’t not help but to think about the night I had spent with a stranger in the club. As soon as the figure stepped into the light, my eyes slightly widened as I recognized the person I was having an eye contact with. Damon Santiago. My whole body trembled slightly and his gaze made me want to hide. I quickly broke the eye contact and looked at Michele who had his eyes fixed on …… Damon. I could see the hatred in his eyes but he remained calm and composed. “ lets go “ Michele looked at me and smiled as I nodded my head in approval. I walked inside with my hand on Michele’s arm as he held me to a big room where the meeting was held. He opened the door for me as I stepped inside and was met by a pair of familiar and unfamiliar eyes. I smiled slightly and watched my brother as he rose from his seat and walked over to me making me smile more comfortably now. “ you look lovely, darling “ I smiled as he offered me his arm and walked back towards the table where Eveyrone was seated. I passed Everyone a smile before taking a seat on the table. Suddenly my eyes fell on a pair of blue eyes looking at me. I looked at her and a warm smile appeared on her lips. “ you’re so gorgeous in real “ I recognized her. Blue eyes and black hairs. Tall and composed yet a warm smile on her lips. Darlene Santiago. I passed her a smile and reciprocated the lovely compliment. “ you’re indeed much beautiful “ Soon, the doors of the room opened again and as soon as he entered, the aura of the whole room …… changed. I could feel the coldness and my body stiffened. I raised my eyes and watched as …… He walked towards the table to take his place just right …… in front of my brother. I looked away not wanting to focus on anything but my brother because this meeting was important for him. TIME SKIPPED I excused myself and rose from my chair. I had to use the restroom to adjust my dress. I whispered to my brother before stepping outside of the room. I looked at the both end of the hallways not knowing where the restrooms were and there was no one present either to help me. I decided to walk in whichever direction and looked around the architect making me smile. The walls were built with luxurious walls and windows and the golden color was just so appealing to eyes. Soon, I found the restroom and stepped inside. I looked at myself in the room and down at my dress. I saw the bow tie loosened and tried to tie it around my waist but failed. I struggled for a few minutes when suddenly……… I felt someone’s presence behind me and My head shot up to look at the person in the mirror and my eyes widened to see ……… Damon Santiago right behind me. “ welcome to hell, Ms. Traitor “
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