Chapter Four

 Hope. 

I don't remember much about what happened after we arrived at the gala. Camera flashes burst around us like fireworks as we walked the length of the press gauntlet. Everyone was asking who the mystery woman on Damian's arm was and i was feeling so overwhelmed i just wanted to get away. But I guess this was part of the job, my job now. 

The moment we crossed over into the building someone called him giving me a chance to go to the ladies room to freshen up. My anxiety was kicking in and I being mostly socially arkward. I didn't like being around this many people. 

I thought about hiding out in the bathrooms until the whole thing was over, but who was I kidding? Damian would have his men hunt me down in a matter of minutes.

I quickly touched up my lipstick and eyeliner and walked out ready to fake smile for the million people who wanted a picture. I spotted Damian on the other side of the room still talking to his colleagues, i walked over to the bar and was about to ask for a glass of champagne when someone startled me. 

"Hope!" a curvaceous blonde woman was standing next to me smiling. I didn’t recognize her, "Am Damian's mom,Naya." She added. 

"Ooh, I…" 

"Step mother, i know i look way too young." She wasn’t wrong. She looked to be maybe a few years older than me. 

"Nice to meet you Naya, am Hope" I said taking a shot of tequila. I needed all the help I could get to get past this day. 

"So, Hope. How long have you known Damian?" Naya asked. 

It felt kind of weird to me, she was part of the spears family she should know about my relationship with Damian and the dynamics. 

"Am his wife." i said cheerfully. But she gave me what felt like a death stare for a second before she started smiling again. 

"I know you are his wife silly," She said patting me on the shoulder, "but how long have you known him?" 

Before I could answer, arms wrapped around my ""How long have you and Damian been together?" 

Tracy asked. My body immediately stiffened, we hadn't exactly discussed what to say to such questions so that we don't say different things before i could answer her,arms wrapped around my waist and i immediately knew it was Damian. My body had somehow mustered his touch and smell. 

"Ignore her." he said before kissing me lightly on the cheeks. 

As he set his hands on my lower back, shocks of awareness spread through my body, and i closed my legs on impulse as i wondered if he felt the kind of effect I felt. 

Naya soon excused herself and walked away leaving us to each other. 

"You ran off Hope."he whispered in my ear biting it too, and i lost it. My clit pulsed when I felt his cock against my back. I had my answer he felt the chemistry too.

"I did not, I was giving you time to talk business. He regarded me with his dark eyes as he let me go and stood in front of me. 

He extended his arm to me. "May i have this dance?" 

I picked up my clutch and smiled "i would love to dance" for some reason everything seemed calm and regular, we were both entertaining each other without throwing jabs at each other, it felt real. 

Arm in arm we headed to the dance floor, and we moved naturally into the music. He was a skilled dancer, agile, confident in his lead. 

We danced very well as a couple, i relaxed into his hold. Damian pulled me closer, it didn't help that being so close to a man that my body was intensely attracted to, dancing with him, being this close to him seduced my senses. He smelled scrumptious with undertones of sex. And the way he led me through the bold sweeping steps made me feel a longing deep inside me for him. 

"Are you enjoying yourself?" he asked me

Blushing and getting me out of my dark dirty thoughts, I quickly replied "yeah i am, it feels natural" 

"Really?" he sounded surprised, like he didn't know the power he had, his body exhumed. 

"I have never been to such an expensive party" I said looking up at him. 

His gaze caught mine, and held it, i could see amusement in his eyes.

Under his gaze, his eyes full of desire, my inner thighs were on fire I was sure I could agree to anything in that moment. 

I leaned over him to his broad shoulders and relaxed taking in his manly scent,

then slowly whispered almost to myself in the most seductive voice i didn't know i had 

"I don't know what it is about you. I don't know how can I want to kill a person one moment and the next am feeling this calm, i have you and everything you and your family stand for but I.." i said not finishing what I wanted to say when I realized I almost admitted to liking him. 

"Do you want me to help you figure out what it is?" he asked in the deepest most sexiest voice I have ever heard. His I felt his cock harden immediately against my stomach, his grip on me tightened. He pulled me closer as he grabbed my ass, squeezing like his life depended on it. "I can show you better than I can tell you." 

He lookes at me with hunger and desire like he was starving and my nipples hardened, his eyes turned dark or maybe i was just turned on

"Hope meet me in the rooftop in ten," he said instantly pulling away and walked away leaving me standing in the middle of the dance floor alone. 

I stood there for a moment trying to catch my breath, deciding if I should go to the rooftop or just get the driver to take me home. Logic had no place in my mind so my desire for him won. 

It took longer to get to the rooftop. I had to rush to the bathroom to freshen up first before i decided to go to the rooftop. Moments later i Burst through the door to the rooftop ready to put myself under the mercy of Damian spears. 

I scanned around for Damian since he left before me, when i finally saw him, he had his whole mouth down another woman's throat. She looked exactly like the kind of woman he would be spotted with,a blonde tall and slender. Her dress was modestly sexy, a flowing sheath of creamy satin that contrasted beautifully with her olive skin. She looked like a fucking super model. She was the kind of woman he should have married not me. He was kissing her like his life depended on it. I was irritated wondering did he do this on purpose to humiliate me. Closing my eyes i gathered up my composure, i didn't need this. 

I walked away slowly trying not to make any noise and interrupt their deep make out session but today was not my lucky day because I tripped and almost fell bringing attention to myself. 

"Hope!" I heard his voice ad turned back getting a clear glimpse of the woman he was with. Shock and horror filled my eyes when I realized who it was. The woman from earlier Naya, didn't she say she was Damian's step mother or was she get just messing with me because I assumed she was Francis, Damian's father's wife. 

But none of this was my business and I wanted no part of it. I quickly got up and ran out not daring look back again. 

How foolish had I been, thinking that Damian spears might actually like me. 

As soon as i got downstairs I surveyed the room, everyone was busy doing their own things. I couldn’t find Marco, i needed him to take me home. So I stepped out into the elevators for some fresh air. I needed it. 

I was about to dig out my phone when he found me again. 

“you keep running off,” he muttered, 

Wow that's all he was going to say? I thought to myself. 

"Am tired, I want to go home." i said deciding to ignore the whole thing. 

“The driver can drive you back home, i still need to talk to some people before i leave” he said, no emotion at all. He was back to the Damian I knew. Cold and expressionless. 

“That's okay, you stay. Am sure there is alot you need to do." i said condescendingly as Marco pulled up. I do didn't say anything else, i just got into the car and we drove off.