Chapter36

#Chapter36

Damien was at the bar, with a glass of whiskey in his hand. I frowned at him. Whiskey? At five thirty? Something was definitely wrong.

/"What's wrong?/" I demanded, snatching the whiskey away from him. He frowned at me.

/"Nothing. Don't you have work to do?/"

/"Is this about lunch?/" I asked, the wheels running in my head.

/"No,/" Damien answered, his anger seeping through his voice.

/"What is it then?/" I asked, exasperated.

He narrowed his eyes at me. He slowly walked towards me, and even when every instinct I had told me to run, I stood grounded in my place.

/"This is about the fact that you flirted with that boy! You went to lunch with him and looped your arm around him!/" he growled. My eyes widened. This was about Kyle? Without waiting for me to say anything, he continued, /"I want to punish you, but I promised you I wouldn't. I want to show you that you are mine./"

/"Kyle is just a friend,/" I whispered.