LOVE AND SEX (the mafia’s slutty wife)

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

“We are here but I must warn you that he is in a meeting and would not like to be disturbed.” Santos told a fuming Serena.

“Keep your warnings to yourself, Santos. I do not care what he is in right now, I am going to kill him.”

Santos looked at her like she was a deranged woman, she was sure he had no idea what she was going on about and with how relaxed he was, he already gauged that she won’t be able to life a finger before Damon buried her with bullets.

“Lead the way” Serena tapped her foot after getting out and seeing that Santos was still seated in the car.

He got down, looked her over on last time, resisted the urge to shake his head at the mad woman his boss had been forced to marry and the entered the office building with Serena in tow.

Damon had no idea of their visit, Serena made sure of that. She was dying to see the look of surprise on his face before she began pelting him with blows for failing to mention that he knew of her mother’s involvement in the crime perpetuated by her father, even her sister was in on it too so what did that make her? It made her a sister and daughter to thieves and soon to be dead drug dealers.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

His back was to the door when Serena burst in before Santos could knock and alert him of their presence. He sized up the intrusion with a phone to his ear, he signaled her to wait while he finished his call.

As if!, Serena fumed and made a lunge for him.

Damon was torn between catching her flying hands or continuing his phone call with his father, he chose the former. The phone dropped from his hand and landed with a loud thud just as his hands caught Serena’s arms. She was letting out strings of curses in Spanish and none of them, pleasing to the ears.

“What is going on, Serena?” He asked looking at Santos for some explanation.

He did not get any as Santos shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand in the air, then put his fingers to his head and turned it around to show that Serena had gone crazy.

“How dare you?” Serena screamed trying to free her hands so she could do what she came to do. This was not how she envisioned attacking him would be, she was the one trapped instead.

Damon signaled for Santos to leave them and close the door, he still held Serena’s hands and could feel her struggle.

Was this girl crazy? He thought to himself.

“How dare I what, Serena? You are not making any sense right now”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Serena asked giving up on her struggle for freedom, it was of no use. The man was clearly stronger than her and he had no plans to release her hands while she still had some fight in her.

“Tell you what? Talk to me.” Damon asked very concerned.

Did something happen when she went over to her mother’s? He thought staring at her with deep concern.

“Well, why didn’t you tell me about my mother’s involvement in this whole deal with my dad.”

“How did you find out about that?” He asked suddenly freeing her hands.

“It is all my fault, I told her that you figured out where my father was and that he had stolen drugs from you. I was expecting some form of surprise at the drugs part and then she just nodded distractedly and went to the room. I followed her and there in the hallway she was on a call with my father, she told him he had to leave where he currently was because…oh shit!

Did I just botch your operation to catch and interrogate him?”

“Because what, Serena?” Damon asked shaking her

“Because you already know of his current hideout, they said their pleasantries and he hung up. Listen Damon, I am so sorry, it was never my intention to foil your plans. I just wanted my mother to feel better, she had that faraway look in her eyes and I just wanted to reassure her that everything would be fine.”

“It’s alright, Serena” Damon said distractedly.

He let go of her and picked up his fallen phone, thankfully it was still intact.

“Santos, move up the operation, I want him caught and brought in front of me today. Is that understood?”

He said into his phone.

Serena stood by the corner, chilled to her bones. What had she been thinking when she decided to come here.

“I will go back to the house.” She muttered and made for the door.

“Stay” Damon said

Serena wasn’t sure she had heard him correctly.

“What?” She asked turning to face him.

His eyes, they were nearly black and he was looking at her like you would look at the last food on earth when your belly is extremely empty… he looked hungry and for her

“Stay Serena, with me.”

“Aren’t you busy?” Serena asked, her heart singing in her ears.

Damon got up and approached her, he stopped when he was in front of her and her back resting fully on the door and then he bent and locked it.

The click of the bolt gave rise to new feelings in Serena and at the moment, she just wanted him to kiss her.

“Kiss me” she said, rising on her toes.

Damon’s arms came around her of its own accord as he held her ever so gently to himself. His lips when it descended were met by her ready ones.

It was fire all at once, fire raging and ice cooling. He could taste strawberries on her lips.

“Mmmm… you taste like strawberries, mia dolcezza”

“It must be the juice I took at my mother’s place.” Serena smiled, her eyes hooded with desire.

Damon kissed her again, his hand running up and down her back. His fingers connected with the zip of the dress and he pulled it down.

“Damon, what are you doing?” Serena gasped at the cold air assaulting her back.

“What do you think?” He grinned like a child at her and with one flick on his fingers, unhooked her bra.