Are you free tomorrow?

However, when the door opened, no one was standing there. I raised my eyebrows in confusion and walked inside. Apparently it had a remote control door or something. But I couldn't be too surprised, Damien obviously had the money for it.

No one even came to greet me, so I took off my shoes behind the door and walked further into the space of the rich apartment. And I couldn't help myself from looking around. I entered a spacious room, which was probably a living room, that had one whole wall made of glass, behind which I could see the balcony with a pool.

Light was coming in through the glass wall, as the long day was slowly setting in. Everything glowed with a red-purple color, making the huge room look perhaps even better than usual. The water in the pool was also very shiny.

I looked around at the luxurious interior and wondered when someone would start paying attention to me, since the door probably couldn't open to just anyone who rang the bell. I looked to the left, where I saw a kitchen and some door, and then to the right, where there were two doors.

Sighing, I wandered further into the living room area, wondering where to go. Where could I find the owner of the apartment? However, I didn't have to make a decision for long, because a girl came out of one of the doors on the right side in pretty little covering clothes. She had one hand resting on the door lining and the other on her waist. She looked at me and I couldn't forgive myself for not doing the same. Her hair were dyed black with some red and that black perhaps lacy shirt looked quite sexy on her.

However, before I could open my mouth to say something, a guy appeared next to her, who could have been the same age as me. And he was only wearing gray boxers. He still had a black tie tied around his neck. I blinked to make sure I wasn´t seeing things.

I wanted to apologize for interrupting their fun. Although that wouldn't even make sense, since the door opened, after all. However, neither of them said anything and just blankly stared at me, which was perhaps even weirder.

But then that guy looked somewhere behind him over his shoulder, and right after that who else than Damien appeared behind him, who patted him around the waist and only then looked in my direction with a small smile on his face.

I watched the whole thing with raised eyebrows. Apparently, Damien opened the door to the apartment where he was having some fun with two other people. Which, by the way, were very much... my type. And now all three were staring at me. Very comfortable situation, I must say.

"You're here," Damien stated, nodding somewhere behind me: "It´s on the table in my office."

I nodded and turned on a heel I didn't even have. I headed for the only door on that side, which I then opened, but I was stopped by the words of the girl in tattered clothes: "Who's that?"

I turned to see her giving me a strange look. It must have been because of my clothes. I wouldn't be surprised at all. However, I couldn't forgive myself not to make a remark about her towards Damien: "Why does she sound like angry wife?"

The person I thought of rolled her eyes as the male figure next to her blinked and then looked at the shorter girl standing next to himself. However, Damien was clearly amused by my question, as he chuckled and shook his head.

"Yeah, by the way, I'm Rayne. Nice to meet you."

Then I turned my back at them and walked into Damien's office where one whole wall was made of some nice rubble and water was falling in front of it. Almost in the middle stood a dark wooden table with a chair and in front of it a sofa with a table on which was placed a pile of clothes that I recognized.

So I walked to my target and unzipped the backpack in which I packed my clothes, then closed the bigger pocket of the backpack. However, before I decided to leave, I looked around the room again. I also had my own office, but this was a completely different level. Fucking rich people. They were working in gold and diamonds.

I was paying attention only to that nice view so I was a bit startled when I felt two arms wrap around my waist and then I felt the person resting his chin on my shoulder. He was obviously amused by my reaction as I heard a faint chuckle.

"Damien, can you let go of me?" I asked, grabbing his hands trying to pry them away from my waist.

"Um... No," he whispered to which I felt a few kisses he then placed on my neck, forcing me to tilt my head back.

"Damien... let go."

The named laughed and kissed my neck again: "You just came so what´s with the rush?"

I opened my eyes and then rolled them. It was immediately clear to me where he was going with his words, so I instantly argued: "I think you have other entertainment here."

With my words, I finally managed to untie Damien's arms, which had been holding me in a tight embrace until now. Then I turned around to face the other figure head on. But Damien responded by smiling slightly and when I raised my eyebrows in a question, he quickly put his hands on my waist and pulled me closer.

I was about to say something to him again, but he stopped me with his actions as he leaned towards me. To my ear, respectively. And then he said: "Then we can enjoy ourselves together."

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes to calm myself down. I didn't want to act too stupid, so I just punched Damien in the bare stomach with my hand. He looked at me concerned and grabbed the affected area with one hand.

I looked down at the place where I hit him and wanted to chuckle because he reacted as if the blow was some kind of extreme, but at that moment I realized that he was standing in front of me completely naked. Throughout. I just cleared my throat and looked at the door.

"Should I tell them to leave?"

I turned my head and gave Damien a questioning look: "Why?"

However, Damien didn't answer me. It was clear to me what reason he meant, but he still caught me off guard when he then cornered me. To the wall. And he felt the handle of the door with his hand, which he slowly closed. Then he blocked my escape exit with his hand resting next to my head.

"Damien."

The named sighed dramatically and then looked like he was thinking, to which he spoke again: "I will let you go on one condition."

I raised my eyebrows in a quiet question and waited for what would come out of him. But I thought it was funny how he thought I wouldn't be able to get out of this situation. It would only be enough to raise the knee and it would be over for him immediately. Nothing difficult.

"Are you free tomorrow?"