All Chapters of A Night With My Ex's Father : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Damien"No, no, no. I specifically asked for two hotel rooms, not one! How could you get this wrong?" I shouted at the woman behind the counter, and she stared at me with wide eyes as she clicked away on her screen.I could feel Mila tensing up next to me, but she didn't speak. She hasn't said more than two words since we got on the plane and jetted to Rome.She's just been reading or writing away on her laptop, and I didn't want to bother her. I didn't know what was going on in her mind, and I didn't feel like invading her privacy and space, so I kept to myself."My secretary and I have been traveling for nine hours, and we're fucking exhausted. Do you have the reservation wrong, or did you make a mistake?"I bit harshly, and the woman shriveled as she picked up the phone and dialed, probably calling her manager.It was ten-thirty at night, and we had a meeting tomorrow morning at eight am, and I was already feeling the effect of jet lag.I was either going to kill the woman behind t

MilaI woke up to the sound of the door clicking shut, and it took me a minute to sit up to see what time it was. I checked the clock to see that it was a little past seven in the morning.I rubbed my eyes and turned just in time to see Damien walk inside shirtless and drenched in sweat with a towel around his neck. My throat felt parched as I stared at him acquiescently.His chest was broad, hard, his arms veiny, and his biceps bulging. He had a patch of curly hair between his pectorals, and that hairy line trailed down, down, until it reached the band of his basketball shorts. Damien was fit.That was a given. I mean, it was visible beneath his suit, but I've never, everseen him shirtless before. I wanted to memorize every inch and plane of his body because I knew I'd never get the chance to again.His face was stiff as he weirdly allowed me to stare at him. I love that he kept his beard stubbly because it was hot watching him rub his chin when he thought about something.Cobalt blu

Mila"You sure he was sleeping?" Elijah pressed."Yes, he was snoring, and when I tried to wake him up, he didn't budge." I took a bite of my chicken salad."It was so fucking embarrassing. I can't even imagine what would've happened if he was awake or had heard me."Elijah and I were on our lunch breaks, talking about my Rome trip since I hadn't seen him properly when I got back. He took a sip of his martini and gave me a look."What would you have done if he did hear you?""Die. I'd literally die, Elijah." I deadpanned."What if he heard you and helped you get off?" He asked, wiggling his brows, and I leaned over and smacked his shoulder."He is not attracted to me. If he did happen to hear me and acted like he didn't, it was because he was probably horrified. I haven't even been able to look at him without remembering my dream.""No man gets mortified when a girl gets off next to him. Trust me. It's like on their bucket list to watch it. Maybe he was watching you and got off too."

DamienThankfully, the annual Holiday food drive was a success this year. Even though I've been at this for years, Mila somehow made it better. She made everything better by simply being there.She showed up before me sometimes, and I'd watch her from across the room as she smiled and laughed with everyone. The food drive was the only time I saw her out of her work clothes and in some regular clothes.This time it was snug jeans that clung to every inch of her thighs and ass, with an off-the-shoulder olive green knit sweater. Her luscious locks were held back by one of those hair claws, and she left her bangs tucked behind her ears.Fucking beautiful. I mean, she always was beautiful, but some days she seemed even more beautiful.It was when she laughed, tossing her head back and placing her hand over her chest, or when she smiled that enchanting smile showing off those pearly whites.Mila had this glowing aura surrounding her, and everyone could see it, not just me, which made her mo

"Does it still hurt?""A little bit."His phone rang, and he answered it, letting them know it was up and running again. The doors opened, and we stepped out to see the maintenance guy and a few other workers standing on the other side.He spoke with them, and I left the crowd awkwardly to head over to my desk. I turned to the heavy footsteps behind me to see Damien following me.He put in the code for his door, and once it opened up, he ushered me to follow him. I dropped my bag at my desk and obliged, walking in after him."Sit."He pointed to his chair, and I obeyed. I sat down and wrung my hands in my lap as I watched him go to a drawer and pull out a first aid kit. I stood up so he could take his chair, but he gave me a stern look."Don't move." He opened the kit and stood before me as he pulled out some wipes and bandages. "This'll sting a little." Не murmured, pulling out a disinfectant wipe.I winced, and my nails dug into my arms as he cleaned the area for me. "I know. I know