The Lover Beneath Me(24)

So I conned her. Part of me wasn’t proud of it, but I wanted her in my life and she needed me. Addie Sakis was the one I always wanted in my life. She was different. She fought me hard and always called my bullshit. No one, and I mean no one, had the fucking balls to do that, other than the five-foot nothing woman who met me toe-to-toe. She drove me crazy and I loved it. I loved the look on her face when she was mad. Damn, it was fucking hot as hell. Her ears would get a little red right at the top of the lobe. Her hazel eyes that were normally warm and inviting would change to something fierce. I grew hard just thinking about it.

What a fucking bastard I was to her. As I drove to my building, I berated myself some more. Fuck! I was stupid, but I was desperate.

Finally home, I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew Drako would be by the door waiting. He was there waiting every day for her, just like his master.

The elevator door opened and there he was sitting and waiting. “Don’t worry, boy. I'm going to bring her home.” I walked to my fridge and took out a bottle of water. Uncapping it, I and watched as Drako still sat there waiting. I loved my dog the moment I saw him. He hated everyone who came near him, biting and barking to whomever tried to pet him. Only when I stepped forth did he come to me, lowering his head and seeking my hand. I thought he only cared for me that was until Addie came into our lives. Drako loved her fiercely, just like me.

Mulling over what Jimmy told me, I smiled, thinking about my next move. So little Addie was going to the restaurant where I proposed to her. Well, I was just going to have to make an appearance then.

It wasn’t easy living all these months without Addie. I dreamt of her every night, missing her soft warm body next to mine. While during the day, I would replay every moment I was with her.

I headed upstairs to my bedroom and closed the curtains. Yet again, another night without Addie, but it would only be a matter of time and she would be back in my arms, back in our home. I was going to make it up to her.



I walked into Eleven Madison Park and remembered the day I selected her engagement ring. Asking Addie to marry me was an experience I wasn’t ready for. I was nervous. It appeared the cold-hearted Damion had at last found his weakness. The one thing capable of bringing me to my knees. The girl was everything to me. When I went out looking for a ring, I had no clue what to look for until I saw it. It was an emerald. A soft green mixed with the elegant cut was the one. That was my Addie’s ring. I remember telling the sales clerk I wanted it. Her eyes nearly bugged out. “She a lucky lady.” She smiled giving me the bag.

“No. I'm the one who’s lucky,” I murmured when I left.

I headed to the bar through the crowded restaurant and ordered a whiskey neat. I looked around to see if I could see Addie. When I finally spotted her, my heart stopped. The little vixen wore a bright red dress, which hugged her body tightly. Her breasts come out like two little mounds ready to be devoured. Since when did my Addie ever wear something like that? She liked to blend in, not wanting anyone to notice her.

“Beautiful isn’t she?” an older gentleman next to me said as he glanced over to Addie. “I'm going to finish this drink and go over there. Got to try my luck.” He winked at me and downed his drink. My blood boiled as I saw images of me ripping him to shreds.

“Listen, buddy, can you do me a favor?” I asked, trying really hard not to punch the fucker in the face.

“What?” He grinned at Addie’s direction not looking at me.

“Stop eye fucking my wife?” I snarled.

“What?” The guy turned his head and took a small step back.

“Yeah, she’s my wife, asshole. So do me a favor and fuck off.” I stood and glared at him.

“Sorry, man, didn’t mean anything by it. She’s just—”

“Mine!” I snapped, left and headed straight for Addie,

She was staring at her plate not realizing I was there. I leaned into the chair in front of her and smiled.

“So I see you like this place,” I commented. She raised her head and smiled slightly.

“I did.” Her voice was quiet.

“Mind if I join you?” I sat down, not bothering to wait for her response.

“Would it matter if I said no?” she hissed.

“Not really.” I smirked. She was at her cutest when she was bothered. “I see you even reserved the same table.”

“What’s your point, Daimon?” She put down her fork and sat back into her chair.

“You came back into my life, not me, sweetheart,” I replied.

“Yeah, stupid me,” she muttered.

“So, why did you come here then?” I asked, knowing the reason.