THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT. READERS SHOULD BE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OF AGE.
**Damon's POV**
From the time Savannah opened her apartment door, I couldn't stop thinking about all the things I wanted to do to her body. I wanted to make her squirm, shiver, beg. If this was just a regular event, and not her job I would take her to my loft and tie her to my bed. Then again, this event is also being hosted by my best friend Emmanuel, so bailing wasn't going to happen anyways.
Walking into the venue, all eyes fell on us. More like Savannah. Even though her dress was modest, and not very extravagant, she looked extravagant in it. Nothing could hide her curves, perfectly round ass, and perky breasts. Men gawked at her, women gave her the stink eye. But no one could say that she didn't l
