03~ Boss

“That’s right,” Evelyn took a deep breath before she took his hand, a tingle shot through her body at the touch like lightning and made her shiver, “please, can you help me?”

The man curved his lips, his deep blue eyes nailed into hers.

“I don’t see how I can not,” His husky voice lured Evelyn’s mind away from all the fear and horror, “miss-?”

“Evelyn,” Evelyn blurted quickly, “You can call me Evelyn.”

“Evelyn,” The man took her offer with a polite smile, and hearing her own name roll off his tongue with that deep voice gave her an unexpected blush, “please give me a minute.”

Evelyn nodded, still lost in his gaze that she forgot to let go of his hand. 

The man let out a little chuckle but he didn’t let go of her hand, instead, he turned around and snapped his finger at the hallway, and a few men charged into the room at his summon.

“Get to the bottom of this.” The man tilted his head at the table, his voice suddenly all cold and sharp, “I want to know where the drugs came from and who dared to allow them in.”

“Yes, boss!” The men answered before spreading out for their mission, and the drug users in the room all squeaked and knelt down with their hands over their heads.

‘Boss? Why is everyone here a “boss”?’

Evelyn sneaked a peek at the man blocking her with his own body curiously before she took a surprised gasp—

Was he also part of the mafia?!

The man turned around at her gasp, and only then did Evelyn realize she was still holding on to his hand. 

She snapped her fingers back as if she took an electric shock, her eyes quickly darted to the ground.

“Come with me.” The man made a “please” gesture at the door but Evelyn didn’t dare move.

“Where are you taking me?” Evelyn murmured with all the courage she could master. The little crush she had on her savior was now gone because she realized he was also a mafia.

The man curved his lips, amused: “I thought you wanted to see Damian?”

Right. She just claimed she was THE boss’s woman.

“That…is right.” Evelyn sighed, having no luck finding any excuse to get out of this. She had to see Damian or Titus would be a nightmare over her head forever, “You can take me to him?”

“I believe I can.” The man smiled and led her away from the room, and Evelyn was sure she heard some terrifying sounds from the drug addicts when the door closed behind her.

Following behind the polite man, Evelyn got to the deep core of the nightclub, and just about when she was getting lost again they stopped in front of a fancy door. Evelyn turned to look at him, and he just tilted his head at the door, still with that amused look.

Evelyn took a deep breath and pushed the door open, and the dark-haired man she saw in the basement was standing in the middle of the room, apparently surprised at her entering.

“Look what I found in room 302.” The polite man closed the door behind them, “Who’s in charge of that room? They were doing drugs in there.”

The dark-haired man frowned, his cold eyes fell on Evelyn with apparent anger in them.

“No! I didn’t do that! I was there by mistake!” Evelyn shook her hands quickly, cursing the polite man in her mind over and over.

 It was obvious by now the boss didn’t like drugs! Was he trying to get her into trouble?!

“Who is she?” The dark-haired man asked, ignoring her totally as he turned to look at the polite man.

“Well,” The polite man let out a short laugh, “she claimed to be Damian’s woman and said she went there looking for him. Don’t you recognize her, BOSS?”

He stressed on the last word as if he was trying to hold back a laugh. The dark-haired man frowned before his eyes fell on Evelyn as if he saw her for the first time.

“You were looking for me?” He rose an eyebrow as he approached her slowly before he towered in front of her, “I don’t remember claiming you mine, miss.”

“I’m sorry!” Evelyn blurted in panic, “I said that to get out of that room, I’m really sorry! But I do need to see you. Your men abducted me here and they didn’t want you to know! I was in the basement when you were there! I need your help to stop the man Titus from doing this again! I—”

She suddenly shut up when the polite man wheeled on her words with such a cold look in his eyes. The dark-haired man also shot a glance at his look, but then he cleared his throat and got Evelyn’s attention back at him.

“Who are you, miss?”

“Evelyn, Evelyn Johnson.” Evelyn answered, “I know they kept this from you because you are not like them. Could you help me, Damian?”

“It’s ‘sir’ to you.” The dark-haired man answered coldly with a frown, “Do you dare confront Titus on this?”

“Yes, sir! Yes, I do!” Evelyn nodded quickly, “They bullied my aunt and uncle before trashing our house and abducted me for no good reason! I know all their faces!”

The dark-haired man shot another glance at the polite man before he went to the door and summoned a guard over: “Go get Titus, and I want to know everything about her. The name is Evelyn Johnson.”

The room fell in silence. Evelyn didn’t dare looking at the cold, mean mafia boss, she landed her eyes on the polite man who brought her here.

 He was in a white shirt with his suit jacket grabbed in his hand, his shirt only buttoned after the third, making her eyes linger on the fine line of his collarbone—

“Like what you see?” The man laughed, leaning casually on the edge of the table with a drink in his hand. He had that amused look on his face ever since she met him as if everything looked funny to him.

“Uhh, thanks for all your help,” Evelyn cleared her throat, blushing for the dirty thoughts she had about him, AND for getting caught checking him out, “You really saved me today.”

“I do hope to amend some damage of the name Damian caused by Titus.” The man nodded with a sincere tone.

Before Evelyn could say anything else, a knock on the door scared her, making her jolt up.

“Come in.” Damian answered and Titus hurried in. His face turned white in panic when he saw Evelyn, but she wasn’t the one who scared him the most because he instantly knelt on the ground with his begging eyes pasted on the polite man—

“Boss!”