Drugged and Framed

**Damon's POV**

Today, I decided to work late at the office. I had spent the whole day at my father's company and getting back to Elora's, I realized there was still more work to do. She had handled some things, but I didn't want to let the remaining ones waste away like that.

The door opened, and I looked up to see Elora walking towards me.

“Babe,” I called and she smiled.

“Today must be good for you. When do you ever call me babe?” She asked and I chuckled.

She walked to stand beside me and I pulled her to my lap. “What are you doing here?” I asked.

“Well, I wanted to come drag you home and yell that you're a workaholic but seeing you, I don't know how to go about it anymore.” She answered, drawing circles on my chest.

Her gestures were beginning to arouse me and I held her hand. “Elora, why don't we go home?” I asked, no longer interested in the work I wanted to do.“

She smirked. “Why? Are you feeling something?” She asked, biting her lower lip.

I was getting turned on by everyth