All Chapters of Hooked After One Night Of Passion: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Gerald made sure Damian had a seat at our table, and although I was there as his date, my eyes spent most of the night fastened on my man. We even played footsie under the table a few times, and at one stage he held my hand. It’s like we crave some kind of physical contact when we’re in each other’s presence. That’s how I feel, I crave him. I’ve never felt so drawn to someone as I am to him. It’s both scary and wonderful.Gerald was kind enough to let me travel back to his house in Damian’s car. I even got to kiss him goodnight before Robert arrived to collect me. I floated all the way home.All day Tuesday I’m on a high, anticipating our impending date. By the time I arrive at Anne’s for inspection, you couldn’t have wiped the smile off my face if you’d tried. Which in hindsight, was a huge mistake on my part. I’m so caught up in my own little world that I’d forgotten to hide my new found happiness from Anne. “What are you looking so pleased about?” she asks suspiciously the minut

I’m trying hard not to lose my cool here. The last thing I want to do is frighten Emily. This situation is so much grimmer than I originally thought. By the sounds of it, she’s already been through way too much in her short life. My heart is bleeding for her right now. Everything in me wants to march straight over to that bitch’s house and wring her neck for what she’s put Emily through. Never in my life have I had the slightest inclination to hurt a woman, but if Anne was in front of me now, I’m afraid that’s exactly what I’d do. This shit ends today. “I’m going to help you” I say.A brief smile forms on her lips. “Thank you, but I can’t let you do that, Damian. She’s dangerous and I’d never ask, or expect you to put yourself in harm’s way to protect me” she says I kiss her. For now, this conversation is over. Doesn’t she realise the lengths I’d go to for her? I’m not afraid of Anne. I’m prepared for anything that monster throws at me. I grew up with a ruthless bastard, so I’v

I keep pacing as butterflies churn in my stomach. I wait for Damian to re-enter the house. I have no idea why he needed to see Robert alone, but it concerns me. Maybe he’s going to ask him to keep a closer eye on me. There’s no need for that. Robert takes great care of me. I’d be lost without him in my life. I know he’s under Anne’s iron rule just as much as I am, but he helps me out whenever possible.Minutes pass and Damian still doesn’t return. Pulling my phone out of my bag, I check the time. What’s taking them so long? Anne is going to be pissed off if we don’t leave soon. Like really pissed, and I don’t like her being pissed.My head snaps up the moment the front door opens. The solemn look on Damian’s face does nothing to ease my mind. My heart starts to beat out of my chest as he approaches me. “What is going on?” I ask my eyes searching his. “You’re staying here” he say putting his hands in his pocket. “What?” I ask?Has he requested me for another night? “

Forty minutes is all it takes for all hell to break loose. Forty minutes from the time Robert left, to the time Anne is banging on Damian’s front door like a psychotic crazy woman on a mission to take me back to my living hell. I knew it. “Go upstairs and lock yourself in my bedroom” Damian demands.Even though I’m trembling again, there’s no way I’m leaving him to face this on his own. “I’m staying right here” “Listen to me, Jade” he says, forcefully gripping my arm. “Go upstairs and lock yourself in my fucking room now” “No!” I’m trying my best to act calm and not let my true feelings show, but the truth is, I’m petrified of this woman. Still, I refuse to leave him. “I know you’re in there, open this door immediately!” I hear Anne scream, in that don’t-fuck-with-me voice I’ve come to know well over the years. “Jesus fucking Christ” Damian snaps. “I can’t protect you if you don’t listen to me” “I’m staying, so you may as well open the damn door”Da

I’m up before Emily wakes. I feel like shit, but I want to make her some breakfast. She hardly ate yesterday. I can’t cook to save my life, but I’m sure I can manage to cut up some fruit. I have some of that muesli crap too. Looks like damn bird seed if you ask me, but I know she likes it. I asked my housekeepe, to buy some.I’ve given Katherine the next few days off. I don’t want her hovering around with all this shit going on. She usually comes when I’m at work, but I won’t be going into the office until I can sort out what I’m going to do. After turning on the coffee machine, I wash some strawberries and grapes under the tap. Placing a few scoops of muesli into a bowl, I grab a tub of yoghurt out of the fridge. I’ve seen her use that instead of milk. I place it all on a tray so I can carry it back to the bedroom. As I go to lift it off the bench, I feel her arms wrap around my waist. “Good morning” I hear her say in a sleepy voice as she places a kiss on my bare back. I thin