All Chapters of You're Mine, Damon Sinclair: Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

'Do I need something else? Hell, I need something and it's driving me nuts.' He thought.Damon heads down the hallway, trying to catch his breath. No matter how hard he tried to remain calm, he couldn't.Fuck, he had a boner he couldn't even hide it! He pushed the door to his library open, Patrick was waiting for him already, coat in hand.“I would like to sign out for today sir. I need to get started on Diaz's new branch as instructed.” Damon nods, heading towards the huge leather chair tucked under the huge desk that took up most of the room.Patrick's eyes caught something beneath Damon's grey joggers, is that…He made eye contact with his boss who knew what he was about to ask.“Sir..” “Don't!” Damon warned, cutting him off. Patrick tried to hide a laugh as he bowed his head politely. “I'll be on my way now sir. And you should try Ms Naomi's pie; it tastes fantastic.” Before Damon could complain, Patrick was out the door within a blink of an eye.Damon leaned back on his sea

All she could do was cry. No matter how hard she tries to bring herself to explain, tears seem to roll down her face regardless.“I…I was…” She stammered but words failed her again.“Who made you cry?” He asked calmly but she could see the almost evil glint in his eyes as he stared down at her. “It's my fault. It's all my fault. I…” Damon dropped his umbrella, got on one knee and lifted her off the ground effortlessly. Naomi leaned in, sobbing still.How on earth is she supposed to explain to him how she was feeling? Would he care to listen? Damon placed her into the car and took over the driver's seat seconds later. He turned on the warmer and took off his coat, hanging it around her shoulders.“Why are you here?” She asked quietly.Damon froze, he wasn't expecting her to ask him that question.“I was driving by and I saw some random woman crying in my parking lot. I have the right to investigate, don't I?” Naomi exhales and turns away from him. “Of course. It's your company aft

Patrick placed the tablet in front of Tita and placed a CCtv clip of her tossing a cup of coffee at Naomi.‘Are you dumb! I said I want it warm! Lukewarm. Not too warm nor too lukewarm!’ Tita had yelled at Naomi who glanced at her shirt in shock. 'But you said lukewarm and I only followed your instructions. I wouldn't intentionally make a mistake like this and you know it!’ Naomi tried to explain but Tita tossed the cup in her head instead.“Shut up you liar! I told you lukewarm and you know exactly how I like it!”“You didn't have to throw the cup at me, you know? I could get you sued for this..” “Then be prepared to lose your job along the line! You forgot what the rules here are right? You signed them, remember?” Tita threatened.In the video, Naomi was quiet and moments later she walked out of the office only for Tita to burst into a hideous laughter afterwards. Tita glances up at Damon in shock..“It's…it…it's not what it looks like! Naomi is not exactly a sweet person either.

“Any update about the news?” Damon asked as soon as they settled back in his office.He needed to step out momentarily, and now he was back with Patrick right beside him.“I don't think any of the staff will have an issue with whatever decision you make, sir. I have also made arrangements for Ms Naomi to take over as soon as she resumes tomorrow morning.” Patrick explained.The front door burst open, and Naomi matched right in. Her hair wild in the wind and eyes glaring at Damon with intent.A wave of cold, chilling wind brushed past Damon as she stormed in. Hell, he was so close to getting out of the office through the bloody window! But he remained calm, appearing unbothered by her presence.Her eyes settled on Damon’s glaring daggers at him. He cleared his throat, avoiding eye contact with her. Why the hell does he feel threatened by her? Hell, she could tell him to kneel and he'd do it in a heartbeat! “Ms Naomi! You should be taking a break. Why are you here?” Patrick asked in