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Chapter 8. A Week
I quickly changed into the sweats and realized he’d been right, they really were too big for me. I was folding up the bottoms of the sweatpants into some way where they would fit me at least a little better when there was a knock on the bedroom door and Damien came in.
He stopped just inside the door and stared at me.
I quickly looked at myself…
Was I wearing the hoodie backwards? What was wrong?
He slowly walked over, an expression on his face I couldn’t read.
“Am I wearing it wrong?” I was confused.
“On the contrary, you’re wearing it just right. I would say perfect even.”
He came over to me then and gently taking each one of my hands in his, folded the sleeve up to my wrists.
“You know I’ve never really worn this pair of sweats before, I thought it just wasn’t my color”
He said casually.
“Why did you buy it then?” I asked
“I didn’t.. It was sent to me.”
“Oh, I’ll get it back to y
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Did nothing ruffle the man? Was he always this calm and put together? Did he feel anything at all when he looked at me or was I just one of his charity cases?Maybe he did this kind of a thing often, pick up random people off the street and help those in need.Rich people did need a hobby too right? Maybe he was a philanthropist..And just how much free time did he have that he was always around. How did he support this ostentatious lifestyle?Oh God, I thought. What if he wasn’t a businessman at all? What if he was something more sinister?What if he did something illegal? A drug dealer? Mafia boss? Smuggler?Oh Lord, what had I gotten myself into? I was panicking now and Damien was looking at me with a curious expression. Maybe he could sense my anxiety because he didn’t say anything or offer to help me. He just stared at me.I would have to find out somehow. Maybe I could look around his room, but that couldn’t be
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