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You sneaked away?
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2025-08-21 19:36:24Damon’s POV
I cannot understand why she sneaked away. I do not understand her at all. I do not understand why Claire went and hid away. Is she embarrassed about sleeping with me? I do not understand. I do not understand anything that she has been doing to me. To sneak out of this room as if she were a criminal. Is it only because of me, or is it because of what happened between her and Mike and my niece? I know about her having been married to Mike, the biggest scumbag in town. Maybe I do understand why she doesn't want anything to do with me, because I am the most powerful man in this town. However, I'm not looking for love. I'm just looking for a companion. My ex-wife hurt me so much that I do not even want to talk about it.
I doubt Claire will need the job, and the only job there is will be at my company. I do not care about Emma and what she thinks. If I want to employ Claire, I will employ her. However, Claire also has to understand that she cannot just use me and run away. She will have to understand that once we are in a relationship, we will always be in a relationship, because everybody in this town will talk about us. I know the only reason she was with me was because she was drunk. I don't care what people say about me, but I do care about what people say about those around me. I will not let her take all the blame. I will not allow everybody to think she did it to get even with Mike.
I will have to talk to her before I go to my office. I'm going to make her a job offer that she cannot refuse because she used to work at Mike's office. Mike is the only lawyer in town. I don't use him because I do not believe in him. I use a lawyer in the city. I do not want him to believe that I am dependent on him. Anyway, he is not even worthy of my money because I know that his trust account looks like hell. I found out everything about him before I even tried to convince myself that he is a good lawyer. I know now he is not, because I have investigated him and I know that he is not a good lawyer, and I know that he is definitely not loyal to his wife. I do not understand what my niece wants with him. Why the hell does she want to be with him? I don't understand. But now I have to find Claire, and I have to find out why she is away. I have to find out why she thinks that I am this devil and that she doesn’t have to deal with me, because I am the devil, and you will have to deal with me. I am not going to allow her to get away with just sleeping with me and running off. It is easy to find Claire. She is working at the shop on the corner of the small town we are living in. I do not know how she thought that she was going to run away from me.
"Bring me a coffee. I also ordered you one because I am willing to pay for it. And then I want you to come and sit here and talk with me," I say as soon as I walk into the café. As soon as she brings the coffee to me, she sits in front of me. Nobody says no to Damon Winters.
"Explain yourself. You sneaked away? Explain why you didn't call me Daddy when I told you to. Also, explain to me why you ran away, and don't blush like that because I find it very attractive. Did you use me to get even with Mike and Sienna? I want to know the truth right now. And if you cannot tell me the truth and if you think that you can lie to me, you are making a mistake," I say.
"I'm sorry. I did it because I did not even know what I was doing. I was drunk. I will tell you, seriously, I was drunk. I didn't want anything to do with you afterwards because I know what a powerful man you are, and I don't want to get your family involved in all of this. I know Sienna is your niece. I know she took my husband away, but I never knew who you were. I did not understand that you would be the most powerful man in this town and that you could destroy me. All I wanted was to have a night out and to celebrate my so-called divorce. I was hurting, and I didn't mean to drag you into this. I'm so sorry. I don't know what to tell you. I do not know what you want from me, but I'll do anything that you ask of me. If you only forgive me, please let me just keep my job here, because this is the only income I have, and I have nowhere to go. I don't have the money to go back to the city or anything, and I don't have parents or family that can back me," Claire says.
I know she is a lawyer, so why won't anybody appoint her? Of course, because of my niece and her new boyfriend. I feel sorry for the girl standing in front of me. I do not know what to tell her. I didn't want her back in my life, but now I want to actually appoint her to my business. I know she is a very good lawyer. She's the reason why Mike is winning all his cases.
"I'll tell you what, you can work for me and we'll forget everything that happened. What do you think about that?" I say.
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