119

Isabella 119.

"Are we being followed?" Damien asked in a calm tone.

"Negative," Jackson said as he drove us to the office.

"Who were those men?" I asked Damien as my heart began to slow down.

"If I guess right, friends of my dad," I told her.

"Vito is behind this?" I asked in disbelief. The last time I saw Damien's father, he was in an impromptu conference meeting and he had been silent and sullen.

He had refused to look me in the eye through out the duration of the meeting and yet he would not hesitate to resort to his violent ways.

"What does he want from us this time?" I asked in a weary tone.

"Not us, me," Damien answered. "He believes that I have something that belongs to him," He added.

"And he will resort to anything to get it back," Jackson added as he pulled over in front of the curb that led to the office lobby.

Damien followed me to my floor and would not leave until he was satisfied that office was safe. It was almost ridiculous but it calmed him dow