His Surprise Escort

I Won

I had finally made it back home after stopping at Anna's house to tell her everything. We drank way too much wine and swooned over a googled picture of Damien. She boasted all night about how she was right and I was wrong. I loved it, loved the sex, loved the date, and didn't feel an ounce of guilt either.

After showering I got dressed in a nightgown. I hated sleeping with pants on plus I slept hot so I tried to wear as few clothes as possible when I slept. Finally getting into bed I looked at my phone. I had quite a few messages from Damien.

Text Message

Damien: I'm glad you spent the day with me.

Damien: Are you still with Anna?

Damien: I hope you aren't getting drunk! How will you get home?

Damien: Damn it, Katie! Answer me!

Damien: Are you mad at me or something? Is it about Egypt?

Damien: Where the fuck are you? Anna isn't answering her phone either.

I also had 11 missed calls from him. Geez! I felt bad but my phone was left in my bag and I didn't even think to look at it while we talked. I decided to just call him since he sounded so upset.

*Phone call*

Damien: Where are you?

His voice sounded cold. He was defiantly angry.

Katie: I'm at home. I'm sorry I left my phone in my bag and only just got it out. I just got in bed. Look I was-"

Damien: Open the fucking door!

Katie: Um...what?

Damien: Open your door. Now.

I jumped out of bed and ran to the door hitting my knee on that same stupid corner of the couch again. I unlatched the four locks I had on the door and swung it open. I hung up my phone and he pulled his phone down from his ear.

"How do you know where I live?" I asked him.

I pulled my knee up to rub it, it was still burning I was sure I would have a bruise there now.

His eyes looked darker for some reason and his breathing was heavy. He just stood there staring at me. I'm sure it was meant to intimidate me but honestly, it was sexy as hell.

"Damien?" I asked him again trying to get his attention back.

He just charged past me and slammed my door shut. In an instant, he spun me around pinning me against the door with his body and his hand wrapped around my neck. He wasn't hurting me but holding firm letting me know he was in control. My breathing instantly speed up and I got a little dizzy; not from lack of oxygen but just from his smell. He smelt so good I had to take a deep breath and fight to not moan out loud.

"You have been a naughty girl, Katie. I think you deserve a punishment," he stated and squeezed my neck a little.

"I'm sorry," I didn't even know what to say to that.

I should be afraid of him. He came to my apartment and I never gave him my address. I should be worried about what his hand was doing on my neck. I should have been thinking that he was about to kill me... but I wasn't.

I was turned on. Somehow I knew he wouldn't hurt me. If he really wanted to he had plenty of time to do that in his own home.

"I was worried about you," he whispered against my ear.

"You don't live in a very good neighborhood. From now on you will always have your phone in your hand or you need to have a smartwatch that will tell you when I message or call you. Do you understand?" he asked and then bit my ear causing me to roll my eyes back and moan out loud.