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The elevator doors swung open, and Damon stepped out of the cubicle first with a sulking Patrick right behind him.A few of the staff turned their heads as Damon walked by, eyes fixed on the ridiculous childish pink lunch bag their boss was holding.“Mr Damon. I do believe you rejected Ms Naomi's offer earlier this morning. I would like to know why you forced me to hand it over when we got into the car.” Patrick started in his office tone. All serious and business-minded.“I have to give you a reason for my actions?” Damon asked once more. His grip on the lunch bag tightened like it could be yanked off by someone else.“I believe so.” “Simple. My wife made me a pie, and I want to eat it.” Patrick smiled. “Are you admitting she's now your wife?” Damon froze. What the hell did he just say? No! He's trying to get her to leave! To pack up her things and walk out of his house! Not give her reasons to stay! “When did I do that?” Damon snapped.Patrick regarded him for a moment. “Like t

'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

The front door swung open, and moments later, Naomi could hear Damon's voice in the living area.She glanced at the meal she had made for him, a smile on her face. As much as she wanted to lie to herself that she was doing this to puss him off, she couldn't deny that it was very far from the truth.She heads out of the kitchen, plating the last meal on the dining table. “You're back,” Naomi said, placing the food on the dining table, and, Dam9n pulled to a stop, genuinely confused.“Did you stop by somewhere?” Damon heads to the dining room, Patrick right behind him. He looked earner astonished.“You made this?” He asked“Yes. I was thinking you wouldn't mind a nice meal, so I…” “Why?” “Is anything wrong in preparing something for my husband?” “The maids are here to cook. You don't have to do anything. You don't even have to be here.” “Why don't I? I'm your wife. It's only reasonable that we live under the same roof.” She said smiling. “You're my husband after all.. “ “Stop…”

That made no sense but from the look in Soonies eyes, Naomi could tell she believed Damon was after her. “I don't think that's the case. I can't believe you're getting transferred to a different branch!” “And it's to take effect tomorrow. I know he's your husband but I want to curse him out so bad!” Soonie muttered.Naomi sighed; she wouldn't be able to see her friend again. Judging by the fact that it's a new branch, she's about to get really busy.“I'm going to miss you..” Naomi pouts.“Can you tell your husband to reverse this? I mean, he should be able to do at least that for you.” Soonie asked.Naomi whined. Of course, Damon wouldn't give a rat ass about her friend. He clearly doesn't care about her enough to make things ‘convenient’ for her. He made that pretty clear.“I'll try. But I doubt he's going to hear a word I say.” Naomi sighed.Soonie shook her head. “Don't worry about it. We can always make arrangements right?” Naomi nodded, a smile on her face.“Yes, we can. I'm s

Great! Just excellent!Does he have to call her out in front of everyone like that? Why the hell did he feel the need to establish the fact that he might even know her? Nomi's eyes met him, a tight smile plastered on her face like a mannequin. “Yes sir.” She replied.Damon moved away from her. “Like I said, we strive for excellence in his part of business, and if I feel you’re going to drag us down, I will graciously relieve you of your duties. One thing I hate…” His eyes land on Naomi once more. “Is leeches. People who don't want to work but they are ready to take..” Naomi arch's a questioning eyebrow, she knew damn well he was referring to her! “Do I make myself clear?” Damon asked, his attention switched to som39ne else.“Yes, sir.” Everyone in the room chorused.“Meeting dismissed. You will be making that presentation on Thursday.” Damon announced and everyone headed right out the door, slowly.As much as she wanted to avoid Tita, she had questions that needed answers from Da

Finally, Jeff stepped out of the office with Patrick behind him. Naomi's eyes searched her boss's office to see Damon in his seat, staring right at her. Was that a smirk? What sick game is he playing now? “I have an announcement every nine,” Jeff said and the staff gathered around. It was only a matter of minutes before every staff member in the company made their way to the design department. The hallway was full of expectant people, desperate to keep their jobs. “ This company is now a subsidiary of the Hilton empire. I was able to Reigate the terms and they will be keeping the staff, you guys. So no one is getting fired.” There was an audible sigh of relief from everyone, they all thought they would be losing their jobs! “The new administration, however, will be laying down new rules, something quite different from what you're used to here,” Patrick announced, earning silence throughout the hall. “My name is Patrick and I'm Mr Damon Sinclair's Personal assistant.”