THE MAGISTRATE OFFICE

Selena looked at herself in the mirror one more time as she packed her hair in a pony tail. She had slipped into one of Damien's sleeves and his boxer short, that was the only thing she could find. 

"Deep breaths" Selena told her self as she tried to calm her nerves, she was feeling better now compared to when she first got up. At least now she could think rationally, while she was taking a shower a thought crossed her mind. 

'Damien' Selena called the name in her head as she walked towards the door, she placed her hands on the door knob and froze for a while before she finally opened the door. 

She hoped not to get lost, last night she only got to see the living room, Damien didn't give her a tour around the place. Selena walked slowly as she searched for the stairs, 

She could hear faint voices coming from the living room, that had help her locate the stairs. 

......

"Jeez so now you have a pretend wife upstairs" Dylan spoke followed by a small laugh that almost made him choke on his toast.

"It's not funny" Damien answered as he looked upstairs and saw the girl approaching, his eyes strained on her a little longer than it should before he looked away.

"Well she saved your life, you should at least thank her for that" Dylan added. 

"I know" Damien spoke as he looked at her again, now he noticed what she was putting on. 

"You couldn't find something less revealing?" Damien asked as he looked at the boxer shorts she was putting on, it barely covered her butt. Damien was sure that if she raised her hands up then he might as well get to see the whole thing.

"This was the only thing I found comfortable" Selena answered as she walked over to his side of the table, she was curious to know who was on the phone. 

"Is she there?" Dylan asked like a little child excited to see a long awaited toy. 

"I'll call you later" Damien said and quickly ended the call before Selena could see who it was, he closed the laptop screen.

"Who was it?" Selena asked as she paused and leaned on the table with her arms crossed. 

"A friend" Damien answered with his arms crossed while he fixed his eyes on her.

Selena met his gaze, this time she didn't look away, perhaps maybe last night she was a little tipsy but that was last night. 

"Are you hungry?" Damien asked as he pointed to the food on the table. 

"I'm okay" Selena answered. 

"Are you sure?" Damien asked. 

"Have you seen my phone?" Selena asked. She remembered holding her phone last night when Diana called but when she woke up she couldn't find her phone. Selena also wanted to ask him about the thumb drive but it was almost impossible that the man had it.

"It's inside one of the drawers in my room" Damien answered. "But the screen is cracked, we can get a new one if you want" Damien added.

"Don't worry I'm fine with a cracked screen, I'll manage" Selena quickly retorted.

"Alright, I asked Alfred to go get some clothes, he should be back in an hour or two" Damien spoke as he took a sip from his coffee.

"I don't need new clothes, I'm very comfortable in these" Selena answered, there was no need for him to get her new clothes, she wasn't going to be staying here for long. While she was taking a shower, she was able to strategize a plan, first she needed money, now the agency was in control of her account, she had no money. 

"You are going to need it" Damien said as he got up from the dining chair.

"Where are you going?" Selena asked, she still had some things she wanted to discuss wifh him.

"You talk too much, do you know that?" Damien asked as he placed his two hands at her sides trapping her in-between his arms.

"Why are you keeping me here?" Selena asked. The man was so close to her that she could feel his breath on her lips, his grey eyes looked at hers like he was trying to see her deepest thoughts. 

"I'm not, the door is wide open, you can leave if you want to" Damn spoke with a smirk on his lips. 

At this point Selena didn't know what to do, she can't possibly just walk out the door, knowing fully well that they were people out there waiting to kill her. She wondered if Damien knew about that, his words were confusing her, could it be that she had spilled everything out while she was drunk last night? Selena knew she was a bit crazy whenever she was drunk but she wasn't that crazy to spill everything out. 

"You don't want to go?" Damien asked as he leaned closer to her. 

Selena tired as much as possible to avoid contact with him, as he leaned closer Selena moved back a little.

"Ouch" Selena cried when her thigh accidentally touched the hot mug on the dining. 

Damien looked behind and saw that she was now sitting on her breakfast. 

"I suggest you start eating now, we are going out later" Damien said as he pulled away he placed his hands around her waist as he helped her down from the table.

"Where are we going?" Selena asked.

Damien was silent for a few seconds, his hands were still around her waist and so he pulled her closer, he reached his hands out to her face as he gently tucked her hair behind her ear. 

"The magistrate office" Damien answered with a grin on his lips.