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Damian's P. O. V.

I wanted her to wait after her work hours so that I could watch her getting frustrated at me and curse me. I like watching her get angry on me. I don't know why. Just don't ask. The way her hip moves when she walks around. Her perfectly curvy yet hourglass shaped body makes me want to hold her by her hips and pull her close to me. Why can't she realize how beautiful she looks?

She's not lean but I love curvy women. They are so beautiful in their own way. It's so wrong that people bodyshame them. Samantha has a dusky skin tone and a deep black shade of eyes. She's nervous when she's around me and I like making her nervous. Her jet black hair tied up in a bun while she curses the shit out of me is my favourite thing to do now. It's almost 7 now and she's restlessly walking around to go home. All of a sudden she barges into my office while I act like watching the view from my office. She was blabbering or talking something but my eyes were fixed on her painted red lips. Red suits her lips. She's got the perfect kissable lips that I want to taste. I took charge and with a swift swirl I took her to my bed. Pushed her slowly down to the bed. She looks seductive. I've had seen many seductive women but never found someone's innocence sexy till now.

She had the shocked expression but didn't show any disapproval. I took this to another level and started kissing her neck. I sucked on her collarbone. She was now pushing her back upward in pleasure. Her eyes were closed and she had bit her lip to stop a moan from escaping. She seemed so erotic right now. I wanted to go right in and finger her but then I had a gut feeling that she might be too innocent so I restrained myself from scaring the shit out of her. I pulled her closer into me and planted a small kiss on her lips. A peck to be particular. And as we were about to get more into it my phone rang.

I was annoyed. I sighed and went to the balcony area to attend the call. It was my brother who had called me to inform about my mother's bad health. I was close to my mom. I was taken a back. I was nervous about the news. I guess I said in a very rude tone about Sam leaving. After she left I sat in my bed and cried. I'm a man and I cry. I couldn't think about the pain that my mom was going through right now. She's the reason why I'm still alive.

I was having panic attacks that's when I heard footsteps. She cleared her throat. I didn't want her to see me vulnerable. So I was being rude with her but as always she managed to see inside me and made me realise that family comes before business.

I guess she's not that bad to be around with.