The wrong return

It had been hours since Damien had left . I tried calling him and texting him but he wouldn't respond. When he's angry , this normally happens so I figured he just needed some time too cool off before he returned to scold me for what I'd done. I cleaned myself up , showered , put on my satin robe, and climbed into our bed. I figured if he was upset, I could at least be sexy for him when he came home and even though he was upset, he'd fall into my trap, we would fuck and makeup and all would be forgiven. I laid there , waiting and waiting. He never showed up. It was 4 a.m. and I hadn't heard a word from him, when I heard banging on the door. In my mind , I'm like well Damien has a key so why would he be knocking too come in. I hopped out of bed and went too the door to see who it was , hoping it was him. I opened the door and was shocked to see that it wasn't Dee at all , it was Malachi. I asked him , "Malachi , why are you here this late , and where is Dee? He was supposed too be meeting with you." He pushed past me and entered our home , he closed the door behind him and locked it. At this point , I was in panic mode because Dee never came back and now Malachi was in our home alone with me. He was quiet for a while, staring at me in my robe, hunger in his face. He spoke and I was shook by his words. "Damien was taken care of , he won't be returning. He was doing bad business obviously. You no longer answer to him or belong to him. You're mine now." I didn't know what to say. My mind and my heart were racing. Had he really hurt Dee ? Was he dead ? Was he locked up somewhere being beaten ? What was I suppose too do now. Damien was good to me , Malachi didn't seem like someone who had much respect for women. It didn't seem like I had much choice , the stranger had walked in and was removing my belongings from my house. I knew this was way more than I bargained for but I had too go, and just like that I was leaving with Malachi and now under his control.