I woke up to the sound of someone pounding on the door.
“Damian, someone’s at the door,” I mumbled onto his chest.
“Let them be, Baby girl. They will walk away soon.” He nuzzled his nose at the top of my head.
“Damian, open the f*****g door. NOW!” A female voice shouted with the continuity of her rapping on the door.
Damian froze before quickly donning his silk pajama pants. “s**t. What is she doing here?”
He left me in the bedroom to open the suite’s door, and I could hear them shouting at each other.
“Where is she? Where is the f*****g s**t?” the woman shouted.
“Clarissa, what the f**k are you doing here?” he shouted back.
I quickly wore one of Damian’s shirts and went to check what all the ruckus was about. I opened the bedroom door and stopped as I saw a beautiful woman. She wa
