Sociopath's Obsession(28)

“She needs help.” My answer was defensive, but what else did he expect? She was my best friend.

“Unfortunately for you, she always needs help and expects you to clean up her mess, based on what you told me.” He seemed almost furious with Sophie, and I took a step back. He must have noticed my hesitation, because his face instantly softened and he smiled. “I’m just angry on your behalf, sweetheart.”

I relaxed a bit. “That’s just the way she is, Dominic.”

“Maybe she needs to grow up?”

“Maybe.” Actually, I needed to have a talk with her anyway, so this whole mess with her was a good opportunity for me to do that. “I have to go.” He grabbed my hand and stopped me. Why didn't electricity run through me when we touched? It was as though my body could only react wildly for Damian.

Wasn't that a pity?

“Not without breakfast first.” His voice was firm and held no doubt that even if I said no, he would have made me.

“She’s there alone, Dominic.”

“I think she can survive half an hour more, and then I will go with you. I have a bad feeling about this.” Without another word, he took my hand in his and took me downstairs. We were greeted by a petite Latina woman who smiled at us broadly. She had flawless tanned skin that went well with her green eyes. Her hair was made in a long braid that reached her spine, and although it was colored black, I could see some grey hair here and there. Over all, she had petite body, and wore a tight black dress, which seemed more suitable for going out rather than cooking. All in all, the woman spoke class and beauty on a level many girls try to achieve but fail. Since living in high society exposed me to many women with lots of money, I was somewhat an expert on guessing their real age, no matter how much they tried to cover it up. The Latina woman was probably in her late fifties.

“Juanita, this is Sapphire. She was our guest last night.” She gave me a friendly hug, and I was too stunned to do anything.

“Beautiful girl in the house.” Juanita gave an approving glance to Dominic then sat me on the stool. A plate of pancakes and a cup of tea were put on the table, and I smiled gratefully.

“Thank you.”

“Para nada, hija. Dominic?”

“I already had my breakfast, Juanita, but gracias.” He then turned to me. “I need to make an important call. Then I’ll try to use my connections to see what the hell is going on with your friend. I’ll be back as soon as I’m done.” He leaned down, kissed me on the forehead, and left the room. The pancakes smelled delicious.

Picking up my fork, I took my first bite and moaned. You’d think I was having mind-blowing sex with all the moaning I had done lately. “It’s really delicious.”

Juanita beamed as she made something else on the stove. “I’m glad. Are you and Dominic dating for a long time?” A lot of curiosity was in her eyes, but I had no answer to her question.

“Not really. I mean, we’ve only known each other for two days and we aren't dating. He is just helping me out.”

“Yet, you are here. It must mean something.”

“I sort of made myself come here with my problems.” It wasn't as if Dominic specifically invited me, but she just waved with her hand.

“Please, he brings no one to his house. If you knew how to find it, he must have wanted you here.”

“I don’t think Damian is happy about it.” Her hands stopped and she tensed.

“You’ve met Damian?”

“Yes. He is home now as well, so…”

She looked shocked and worried, and all the joy present before was gone. She even paled a little. Before I could ask her what was wrong, Dominic came back, and by the way his forehead wrinkled, he noticed tension in the air. Then they started to speak in Spanish, probably thinking I had no clue, and I rapidly translated everything.

‘‘Dominic, she knows about Damian.”

“Juanita.” His voice was full of warning.

“What are you doing? She seems sweet and innocent.”

“She is.”

“Don’t do this to her, Dominic. You promised.”

“Promises can change.”

“Dominic—”

“We’re done here. Sapphire, we have to go now. I contacted my family lawyer, and he will be waiting for us there. This stuff with Sophie looks more serious than I initially thought. I can’t really get involved in the case.” Although the conversation raised some alarm bells in me, I wondered what the hell was wrong with Damian that made meeting him dangerous. Sophie was my priority now, though. I quickly finished my tea and stood up. I hugged Juanita, who looked like a lost puppy, and thanked her for the breakfast.