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  “You’re not walking out of here Darren” I hear his words and I gasp, shocked at the malice in his words.

  “See that’s where you’re wrong you have Faith back Damien, so the debt is settled now, I am going to take Cami with me and if anyone tries to stop me I will kill her” he finishes speaking.

  That’s when I realise what he actually said, no it’s not right it can’t be, Damien got me out, oh God I feel sick Damien says something to one of the men and he starts to advance on my Dad and Cami.

  “STOP. Don’t come any closer, or I will slit her pretty little throat”

  Damien’s man does not stop he carries on getting closer and I see my dad press the dagger firmly into Cami’s neck. I see the slight trickle of blood glide down her throat as the point of the blade pierces the skin

  “DAMIEN!” I scream

  “Tell your man to stop! He is hurting Cami please Damien get him to stop” I start to sob now as I see the blood on Cami she is my rock, I can’t lose her it seems like an age until Damien’s man stops his fists clenched at his sides, like he is finding it extremely hard to hold himself back.

  “Faith you tell Damien to let me past, if not I will kill Cami, you know I will do it.” He knows how much I love Cami. She is and always will be my best friend, these past 6 months have made us even closer and I would trade places in an instant with her.

  “Let him go, please Damien, I can’t lose Cami, please just let him leave I will do whatever you want, just let him go.”

  I look at him pleading with him to understand that I need this from him I need him to let my father walk out of here so I can keep Cami alive.

  “Malcolm, Jake, let him past.” he commands. He looks outraged that he has to let him go. I am relieved that he listened to me.

  I see my dad start to move Cami toward the front door of the apartment, I see Damien’s men, whose names I now know as Malc and Jake, one is young about 24 my age he has light brown hair and blue eyes he is nowhere near as built as Damien or the other guy. I mean they look like they should be models not here doing whatever the hell it is they do. The other guy is huge and I mean army shaved head he just looks mean he won’t take his eyes off Cami, like all he wants to do is get her away, he has that look that screams protector.

  They let my dad pass with Cami still in front of him and the blade still digging into her neck.

  “At least you can still do as your told Faith, nobody try anything.” I hear Cami’s crying and heaving breaths as she leaves the apartment, he is shouting at her to walk down the stairs.

  I bury my face into Damien’s chest and start to cry; I can’t believe I let her leave with him oh my God what have I done. I feel his arms holding me closer to him.

  “Malc. Find her” Damien commands I turn my head to the side, just in time to see the huge guy with the shaved head fly out of my apartment door and down the stairs.

  Damien leads me back into the living room of the apartment and sits me down on the couch, I am shaking with fear for Cami, I notice that he is tense and stiff, I am watching him trying to control himself, I think he feels helpless and angry, I am just about to put my hand on his lap to try and soothe him when he stands abruptly.

  He starts walking over to the other man Jake, I only know this because a few seconds ago he sent Malc out to find my girl.

  “You should have been watching her better! I told you nothing and I mean nothing was to happen to her” he has Jake pinned against the wall the anger is rolling off him. His fist punches him right in the face and he starts to go to work on him.

  “I’m sorry Boss it won’t happen again” his speech it’s mumbled probably by the swelling in his face or it’s hoarse from the air being squeezed out of his body, just then I realise what he said and my dad’s words fill my head again. You have her back debt paid and then Jake just now calling Damien boss. What the fuck! Before I know what I am doing I’m up off the couch hitting Damien’s back repeatedly “This is all your fault” I keep screaming this at him.

  Dropping the poor guy on the floor he spins around picking me up, all the anger leaves his face as soon as he sees it’s me and he places me back on the couch. He sits beside me, I shuffle away from him. I want answers.

  After a few moments I try to calm myself enough to get my questions out.

  “What did he mean when he said you had me back so the debt is settled?” I can see the guilt that is written across his face.

  “Look it’s not what you think I will tell you but not now we have to get you somewhere safe.”

  I am about to answer when I hear crying coming from the hall I turn to see Malc carrying Cami in his arms he strides into the living room, she looks even smaller in his arms, he places her down on the couch, I rush over to her and I am so relieved that she is ok and here, not lying in a ditch somewhere dead.

  “Oh God, Cami, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry” I crouch down by the side of the couch holding her hand while I speak, stroking her hair with my free hand.

  “Are you ok let me see your neck Cami please did he do anything else.”

  She shakes her head and tilts it so I can see the wound on her neck. The cut is not a huge gaping hole like I was imagining but it is still a mark on her skin that should never have been put there, a tap on my shoulder alerts me to the first aid kit that Malc passes me, I open the first aid kit and get to work cleaning up my best friends wound.

  The only thing that I know for certain at this moment in time is that Damien is not who I thought Cami is hurt but safe for now, my father is dead to me but I have a feeling this is far from over. Looking at my best friend I see the fear in her eyes and I know that I have caused it.

  “Faith” my name is but a whisper upon her lips, I squeeze her hand so she knows she has my attention.

  “Darren said this was not over and that he won’t be happy till you’re back with him or dead” I gasp at her words.

  “Ssshhhh it’s ok Cami you safe now” I don’t know where I get the strength to say it but I know she needs reassurance and that’s what I give her.

  We sit there in silence until Cami has drifted off to sleep. I notice that Malc has not left her side, I think he feels more guilt than I do. I need to talk to Damien. I need to know what the hell is going on. I get up placing her hand on the couch, kissing her on the forehead as I turn to leave to go and face Damien.

  “You can’t stay here Faith I will not allow it.” How fucking dare he try and command this situation after everything he has done.

  “That is not your choice to make, and you still owe me an explanation for all this shit that’s going on Damien. How the hell did you know where I live? Why are you here?”

  “I’m not doing this here, we have to leave now.” he orders again and it is pissing me off

  “Tell me.” I demand.

  “Fine, you want to know? I will tell you. I took you. Are you happy? Your dad owed me a lot of money, I wanted to scare him into paying up, but when the fucker said to keep you, I couldn’t do it.” His words rock me back into that hell and I hate him for causing this but I have to know why, I’m not scared of him.

  “Why?” it’s the only thing I say. He knows what I’m asking.

  “I can’t answer that here. Now I have answered your question, go and pack a bag or I will pack it for you. We are leaving here now, you said you would do anything if I let him walk out. I did that, so this is what I want, you with me.”

  You have got to be kidding me, he can’t just expect me to up and leave with him. He fucking kidnapped me! He can’t be serious, but one look at him and I know that he is. Thinking back over what has happened this afternoon, how can I stop that happening myself? I can’t. I won’t be able to do anything about it. Until all of this blows over, I need to be with Damien.

  “Cami comes as well or I don’t leave, do you understand. And before you get any funny ideas don’t you dare take me back to that hellhole of a house,”

  He does not even acknowledge me with words just a
nod of his head, he picks up his phone and makes some calls I’m not sure what about and to be honest I don’t care. My head is all over the place and I realise that I am not even close to being over this.

  “You may want to pack yourself and Cami a bag” it’s Malc that speaks to me and I’m a little shocked at his accent I can’t place, it seems Russian or somewhere similar, it's soothing believe it or not.

  Cami is still asleep on the couch and I wonder if she will be ok. I head to her room and pack her a bag, some toiletries and clothes to see her over for a few days I turn to see Malc behind me I pass him her bag and head to my own room to pack.

  Looking in my drawers and wardrobe I take out some jeans and t-shirts grabbing my make-up throwing it all into the bag opening my underwear drawer, I grab a couple of bras and knickers not caring what they look like.

  Heading back into the living room the tension is high, you could cut the atmosphere with a knife. I place my bag down next to Cami and he knows I’m ready to go.

  “Malc is going to take Cami and Jake to the house, you are going to ride with me so we can talk, ok?”

  I don’t miss the smile that hints on his lips and I won’t say that his words don’t cause heat to spread to my core, because they do, I won’t deny that after all I have heard today, I know I should not want him but my body betrays me, it sets on fire when he’s near me.

  “Fine” I say happy at the chance to finally get the answers that I want, that I feel I need in order to put all this shit behind me, and try to get a sense of my normal life back.

  “I will keep you safe Faith I will find your Father and when I do I will kill him he won’t walk away again and he will never hurt you again” I feel a tug at my heart strings at his words, when he is with me I feel safe and protected.

  Jake carries the bags to the cars, Malc walks out of our apartment carrying Cami she started to stir but Malc’s soothing words soothed her back to sleep.

  We set off heading to wherever the hell it is that we’re going. That’s something else he has failed to mention to me.

  “Damien where are we going?” I ask as we get into his car it’s a really nice looking car, so sleek and sexy.

  “My home” is his reply and we are back to being vague.

  “And where is that exactly?”

  “Surrey, it’s the family home, it’s safe.”

  CHAPTER SIX

  Damien

  I start the car and head for home, just that one word makes me sigh in relief. I have not been home for 7 months, choosing to use the penthouse so that I could be closer to Faith.

  This day has been surreal to say the least, looking across to the passenger seat of the car, checking to make sure she really is sitting there.

  She is the light to my dark, good to my evil, and I won't ever let her go.

  “Are you ok Faith?” I tentatively ask her.

  “What do you think Damien? Really? Come on you’re not that dense, I will break it down for you shall I.” Oh, I do love it when she gets a bee in her bonnet like this. The fire that lights up in her eyes sends a jolt straight to my cock.

  “Please, break it down for me, I would love to hear what you think you know.” I think winding her up is going to become my favourite game. She does not even know who I am, yet she stands up to me already.

  “Fine, you kidnapped me to settle my father’s debt, then you let me go, I spend the next six months looking over my shoulder, then my dad tries to take me, you show up out of the blue. Cami my best friend gets hurt, he gets away and basically you give me no choice but to come with you so yeah I think I got the gist of it, don’t you think.” her little speech is not that far off the mark but there a few things missing. I’m going to set her straight right now.

  “You’re wrong Faith, I did not kidnap you to settle his debt, we took you to make him pay up.” She just looks at me with utter disdain.

  “You think kidnap of any sort, is right do you?” she questions me.

  “I have never claimed to be a saint, but I will tell you this. I’m the one that let you go, because what your father did was wrong. Like I’m the one now who is protecting you from him again.”

  I can feel my temper starting to rise, as we speak about her dickhead of a father. It really does eat away at me that a father could ever do this to his daughter. If I ever have a daughter she will be cherished and guarded. Not to be made a pawn in some game for my advantage.

  “Did I ask you to? No, I have not asked for any of this, Damien. I have spent the last six months in therapy and I relive what happened every night. I wake in the night drenched in sweat, because Conner’s hands are all over me. And that bloody kiss, then you just left me there, you did not even spare me a glance back.”

  Her confession rocks me to my very soul, between me and her dad we have broken her.

  “I never left you” I whisper my throat constricting with the emotion I am feeling at the minute. If my men saw me now talking about my feelings, they would think I’m a pussy and need to be taken out. In my life you have to be top dog or someone else will be. It’s that simple everybody is replaceable.

  “It was you, wasn’t it, all this time? I thought I was seeing things, I thought I was going crazy.”

  “You think I wanted to stay in the shadows? No, I did it so you could be safe and move on.” The miles are eaten up as we argue in the car; it won’t be long until we arrive in Surrey.

  “That’s bullshit! You know what Damien, just drop it, I don’t want to talk about it anymore.” I can see the hurt in her eyes the silent tears that roll down her cheeks, so I decide that for now I will drop it, I don’t want to hurt her anymore.

  “Fine.” I grunt, and carry on driving down the motorway, it’s not that long of a drive, only about an hour to Godalming in Surrey. The silence in the car for the rest of the trip, is not a peaceful one, I will be glad when I get home.

  Slowly crawling up the drive, I pull the car to a stop in front of the house. Stepping out I look up to see the grandeur that is my home, well estate to give you some semblance of the size.

  I watch Faith close the door and gape.

  “Wow, nice place,” she exclaims.

  I chuckle at her response, I realise that to some this place is huge and it probably is, but to me it’s home, it’s the place where I grew up. “Come on let’s get you and Cami settled,” I nod over to the other car that’s parked, letting her know that they have already arrived.

  Walking through the door into the entrance hall I see that nothing has changed. The few staff that I have keep the place spotless.

  The dark marble floor shines, the cream walls gleam and the table in the middle of the hall is spotless, with the fresh flowers sat on top.

  It just shows what money can do; I only rang them just over an hour ago to say that we would be arriving shortly.

  “Malc take Cami straight up to one of the guest rooms please, and have the staff fetch her something to eat and drink, once you have her settled we have business that needs discussing.” I make my words polite but he knew they were an order.

  Looking across to Faith, I need to show her to her room, but the thought of taking her to any other bedroom but mine, does not sit well with me. I have this need to have her in my home and my bed. Well I have her in my home now, now I just need to work on getting her into my bed, cause once I have her there she won’t ever be leaving. She is mine.

  “Come on Faith I’ll take you to where you’ll be staying.” I don’t lead her up the stairs, instead I walk past the living room and the office to the door at the bottom of the hall.

  I open the door to the master suite; I walk in and see that nothing has changed the huge four poster king-size bed with the sheath drapes attached to each post. The red and creams in this room give it a warm feel, the dark wood of the dressing table and the side tables are the only masculine parts of the room, the attached dressing room is filled with my suits and jeans and tops I wonder how she is going to react when she sees them.
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  She wanders round running her hand across the bedding on the bed, God help me, the sight of her there at my bed. My cock is now rock hard straining against my zip to be free. Placing her bag at the foot of the bed she looks in awe at the room I never thought seeing approval in someone else would mean anything to me, but I want to please Faith, I want her to be happy here with me.

  “Wow Damien this room is beautiful, it feels cosy and safe.” It sends a thrill through me when she says she feels safe in my home.

  “Glad you like my bedroom.” I want to see her reaction, that’s why I say it to her.

  “Why am I in your bedroom? I thought you were taking me to the bedroom I would be staying in.”

  “You are in the room you are staying in.” I see her eyes widen at my words. She is wondering the meaning of them. The blush that starts to climb up her neck is sexy as hell. I want to keep putting that blush up her neck. So before she can start to scream and shout I finish speaking.

  “Don’t worry Faith I won’t be staying in here with you unless you want me to?” I give her a smirk when I finish.

  “Oh” is all she says to me. I can’t help it if it makes me harder. I thought it was going down but hearing little words like that come from her sweet lips. Just makes my cock jump back up ready to say hello.

  “Right, I am going to leave you now. I have work to do, but when you’re ready feel free to come and find me. The bathroom is through that door over there. If you want a shower or anything.”

  I turn and leave before the thoughts of her naked body in the shower all wet and soapy get the better of me.

  I walk into the office and see Malc and Jake already sat at the desk waiting for me, I walk round to my chair and take my seat, I love my glass desk I can see everything that is under it. Nobody gets the upper hand on me.

  The white walls give this room a clean and sterile feel, I think that’s what the interior designer said when she was decorating it, I don’t remember much of what she was talking about at the time. I think I had her bent over the desk.

  Some might say I have been a bit promiscuous with women. I have not stayed with any one woman long; they just never caused a stirring in anything other than my dick. It was a warm place to find release.