I was absolutely chuffed with the outco, so I happily prepped for a face mask before hitting the hay
Just as I was about to nod off a sudden jolt ran through snapping out of my drowsy state
With a poker face. Damon sat up straight, as if he weren’t the one who had just leaned into
"Are you planning on wearing that face mask all night?" Damon asked as he dangled a mask from his finger
"How did you get in?" I asked flabbergasted
"Ca to grab sothing Your door wasn’t locked" Damon tossed the mask into the trash casually rummaging through a drawer before putting out a box of cigars. "You’re always so wary of so why did you forget to lock the door when you fell asleep? You need to be careful"
He flashed a knowing smile before making an exit.
I stared at the now closed door ntally calling myself an idiot a few tis. Only when I was sure Damon had gone downstairs did I rember to lock the
Damon must have had a few. I caught a whiff of alcohol on him earlier. If he drank too much and lost control, I’d be in real trouble
I double-checked the door, ensuring that it was locked, before finally heading back to bed now feeling relaxed
I thought locking the door would do the trick, but suddenly, I was rudely awakened by a knock on the door in the middle of the night. Along with it ca Damon’s voice. "Who locked my door? Is there a burglar?"
His voice was noticeably slurred. Given his tolerance for alcohol, he rarely got drunk. What was up with him today?
I responded. "Damon, you’re plastered. Go sleep it off in the guest room"
It was quiet for a mont outside. I thought Damon had left, but he went and roped in the maid. The maid’s innocent voice rang out, "Mr. Coleman, the door is locked from the inside. I can’t open it."
Damon snapped." Then what good are you? How could you take my money and not do your job?"
The maid replied ekly. "Mr. Coleman, Ms Brooks is resting inside Can I help you to the guest room?"
"Eliana is inside?" Damon sounded suddenly sober. He raised his voice, "How is that possible? She divorced , why would she be here?"
"She she really is inside" The maid started to stutter out of anxiety
I couldn’t bear to listen any longer. Damon’s behavior when he was drunk was infuriating
I got up and opened the door. The two people at the door were both stunned when they saw
"Ms. Brooks, I’ll head downstairs first" The maid greeted before quickly scampering downstairs
Damon’s cheeks were flushed, and he looked genuinely hamred. He stared at in shock and confusion, "How are you here?"
Seed like he wasn’t faking it. I responded with irritation from being disturbed. "’Damon, if you’re drunk, go to sleep. Don’t bother "
"Eliana, how are you here? Who let you in?" Damon painted at as his towering figure swayed slightly. He looked utterly perplexed
As soon as he finished his sentence, he almost lost his balance
I instinctively reached out to steady him, but I wasn’t strong enough to support him and ended up being pushed against the door. The door lock jabbed into my back, causing to gasp in pain
Damon heard my suppressed grunt and sobered up a bit. He steadied himself and pulled into his arms, rubbing my back gently with a concerned voice.
"Did that hurt?"
The pain in my back was unbearable. I pushed Damon away. "Are you out of your mind?"
Sorry I’m feeling a bit dizzy Damon rubbed his forehead, looking quite uncomfortable. His voice had beco hoarse from all the drinking. "Yes, I asked you to stay with so you should be here"
Damon obediently sat down on the bed
"You can sleep here I’m going to the guest room"I picked up my clothes and told Damon
"Don’t go! Can you keep company for a bit?" Damon stopped . The usually stern and aloof man suddenly turned into a pitiful puppy. He held his head, My head hurts so bad I’m going to throw up
Damon collapsed onto bed . Help take off my shirt. I like throwing up when I move."
Damon had dinner and played gas with Cooper while drinking so he didn’t change his clit or take a shower
I could have asked the mad to help but with Damon’s drunken state, I was afraid he would bully the maid
I nodded and went to help her take off his shirt
However as soon as i reached out, he prepared to take off his pants
I quickly stopped him, "What are you doing?"
"How else do I take off the shirt?" Damon retorted. I noticed his sober eyes and realized that I was being played.
"You’re not drunk at all" I pointed at Damon angrily, exposing his act
Damon’s acting skills were getting better and better, he almost fooled
Damon sat up, took a deep breath, and looked at , "I originally wanted to talk to you about Joshua, but you really locked the door."
I stared at him warily, not speaking.
"I’ve found Joshua. You’ve been worried about him, haven’t you?" Damon asked again.
For the past two days, I have been trying to get in touch with Joshua, but to no avail.
Damon found him in such a short ti, which surprised .
"Really?" I was sowhat skeptical.
"Yes. Co sit, and I’ll tell you." Damon waved at .
I was afraid he had so ulterior motive, so I only took two steps towards him and did not sit down.
Damon said displeased, "What? You think I’ll bite you?"
I clearly rembered all his shaless acts in the past.
"I can hear you perfectly fine from here. Just say it." I just wanted to know what was going on with Joshua. He didn’t know many people in the city, and the only person he could rely on might be . If I didn’t care about him, I was afraid that no one else would.
"Sit down." Damon’s voice beca more serious. He always disliked , contradicting him, "This isn’t good news. If you waste any more ti, you’ll have to face the consequences."
After hearing Damon say this, I instantly beca nervous. I disregarded everything and quickly sat down next to him, "What happened to him?"
Damon looked at deeply. "Since you really care about him, I’m afraid you might beco very upset".
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