Sinful Pleasures

Chapter Thirteen

"How did they even find out?"

I finally looked up at Damon. He had his phone out and looked like he was making a phone call. I figured that if there was a reporter downstairs telling what she thought happened, I better make sure nothing was turned against me. I also decided that I should now get a Public Relations Rep, in case things like this happen again. It couldn't hurt.

I decided to take a shower and make myself presentable. I turned on the water and waited until there was steam. I quickly got in and just let the hot water run over me. I started to wash my hair and heard Damon get in behind me.

"I called Derek. He said he has been telling the reporter that you are unavailable. I told him to give us about an hour, then we would be down."

I felt Damon's hands on my shoulders, slowly massaging away the tension. I could feel myself start to relax into his touch. His lips found my neck and I couldn't help the moan that escaped. I leaned my head back against his shoulder and his hands moved to my chest. He took both my n*****s between his fingers and started twisting them, instantly making them hard. One of his hands started to slide down my stomach.

Just his touch was turning me on. The closer he got to my c**t, the wetter I was getting. My breathing was already becoming erratic. I could feel his lips turn up in a smile against my skin. He was enjoying teasing me.

He lightly ran his fingers over my swollen c**t. I arched my back and grabbed a hold of his legs behind me. He began rubbing circles and I thought I would lose it right there.

"Damon, please don't stop." I began moving my throbbing p***y against his hand. I could feel the burning desire building quickly and knew it wouldn't be long before I went over the edge. Just when I thought I was going to explode, his hand quickly left my skin.

Damon quickly spun me around and lifted me up. I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist and grabbed onto his shoulders. Within seconds he was pounding into me. I dug my nails into his shoulders and slammed my lips against his. He kept pushing into me as deep as he could go.

"f**k Blaire. You feel so damn good." He groaned and started thrusting faster. I was so close to the edge. Damon gave a few more thrusts, and we both found our release together, moaning the other's name.

Damon held onto me until our breathing started to return to normal. He slowly pulled out of me and sat me down. He kissed me softly and grabbed my body wash. I turned around so he could soap up my back.

"I think shower s*x is my favorite so far." I heard Damon laugh and I turned so I could rinse the soap off. I opened my eyes and he was all soaped up. I don't know what it was about this man, but seeing him covered in soap was easily starting to turn me on. I rolled my eyes and moved around him. "I'm going to just go and get dressed. I want to get this over with."

I wrapped a towel around my hair and made my way to my closet. I stood and stared at all of my clothes. What the hell was I supposed to wear for what I assume will be an interview? Just then, my phone lit up with a text. Thankfully, it was Lexi saying she was on her way up. A few minutes later, she was standing next to me.

"Damon, Lexi is here so make sure you are dressed if you come into my closet!"

We both laughed when we heard him groan. Lexi was looking through all of my dresses and tops. I could already feel a migraine starting. I was about to just grab something off the hanger when I heard Lexi gasp.

"This is it Blaire. It easily boasts confidence and authority."

She handed me a black dress that went just below my knees. It had a lace layer to it and was one of my more professional dresses. While I slipped it on, she found plain black heels to go with it. I put on very little eye make up and pulled my hair back into a simple bun. I didn't want to overdo my look, but wanted to make sure I was taken seriously.

We walked to the kitchen and Damon handed me a cup of coffee. I quickly took a drink to try and calm my nerves. Damon wrapped his arm around my shoulders and gave me a tight squeeze. I heard the elevator ding and turned to see who it could be. Derek walked into the living room with a guard I hadn't seen before.

"Blaire, this is Jacob. He came over with me when this hotel opened. He is one of the best guards I have. We just came to escort you downstairs. Just so you know, there is now a second reporter downstairs. We still don't know who tipped them off, seeing as they won't reveal their sources."

I rolled my eyes. Of course not. I finished my cup of coffee and put it in the sink. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I still couldn't believe this was happening.

"Alright. Let's get this over with. Also, Lexi, can you work on finding a PR? I would like to have someone to deal with this stuff, in case it ever happens again. Oh! And we are going to have a little meeting tomorrow in my office with the three new hires. There will be coffee and donuts to make them feel welcomed."

Everyone nodded and we made our way to the elevator. The closer to the lobby we got, the faster my heart rate got. I felt Damon link our fingers and give my hand a light squeeze. Finally the doors opened and I saw the two reporters.

Their eyes widened as soon as they saw me. I took a deep breath as I watched them quickly make their way towards us. Derek and Jacob quickly got in front of us. I was grateful that Derek decided I should have security with me. It made me relax a little.

"Ladies, as the head of security, I am asking that you don't harass Blaire. If I feel that you are, I will not hesitate to escort you off the property. Do I make myself clear?"

I had not seen Derek assert so much authority. I watched one of the reporters roll her eyes, but they both nodded in agreement. I stepped forward and waited for the onslaught of questions. Both reporters shoved their microphones in my face and started asking questions at the same time.

"Blaire, is it true that you were assaulted right here in your own hotel?"

"Blaire, is it true that you led on your attacker so that your current boyfriend would assault him? Did you really make the whole thing up?"

"Blaire, is it true that...."

"That is enough. Blaire will only answer the first question, and then you both are leaving." Derek had moved in front of me and Jacob was close beside me. I took a deep breath and stepped around Derek.

"Yes, it is true that I was assaulted. No, I did not lead my attacker on. Damon witnessed the assault, and only tried to help me get free. I did not ask for any of this to happen. The attacker is no longer welcome in this hotel, and as far as I am concerned, neither are either of you. Now if you don't mind, I have a hotel to run."

I watched as Derek and Jacob escorted both reporters and their camera crew out of the hotel. I knew that they wouldn't leave the property. This was going to be a huge deal for the hotel. I just hoped that I would be able to get a head of this whole mess. I turned to see that Lexi and Damon were both watching me.

"Blaire, I am going to go ahead and post for a PR. If I can find one, I will have them come in as soon as they can. Also, why don't we try to find a lawyer for the hotel? I haven't seen anything about there already being one. If Jason is really going to try and say this was your fault, it will help to have a rep."

"Thanks Lexi. That's a great idea. I am going to keep watch of the news to see what exactly they say. I need to make sure this doesn't make Jennifer change her mind about staying. This is just one huge headache now."

I started rubbing my temples and groaned. I felt Damon's arm around me and relaxed into him. Lexi smiled and made her way to her office. I watched as Derek made his way back to us. He was shaking his head and looked really annoyed.

"Well, as I am sure you already guessed, they aren't going to leave. I am going to go call PD and see if they can send a car to make sure they don't harass you. If you need anything, just call me. I will be here for a while tonight." He smiled and walked to his office.

I checked to see what time it was, and it was just going on 5:30. My stomach started to growl and Damon laughed. "Are you hungry love? Let's grab something to eat from the restaurant. That way we don't have to leave."

He grabbed my hand and we walked into the restaurant. The hostess led us to a secluded booth in the back, and I was thankful. I didn't want to be near other people right now, afraid they would start whispering about me. We ordered drinks and our food. I downed my whole glass of whiskey and the waitress promptly brought me a second one.

"How are you feeling?" Damon looked at me, and I saw the worry from last night come back. I stretched my arms across the table and grabbed his hands. He immediately started rubbing circles on the back of my hands. When he moved his hands to my wrists, I immediately regretted not grabbing a jacket to hide the bruises.

"I promise I am fine. I just wish this wasn't how the hotel was getting publicity."

The waitress brought our food out and we ate in silence for a while. The food was delicious as always. I vaguely looked around at the other guests, to make sure they weren't looking our way and whispering. To my relief, nobody paid us any attention.

We finished our dinner and got up to make our way out to the lobby. As we passed by the main tables, a gentleman got up and stopped us. He looked to be in his early thirties, and was dressed in an expensive Armani suit.

"Excuse me, Miss Green, right?"

He held out his hand and I shook it, nodding yes to his question. "Yes. Please, call me Blaire. May I ask who you are?"

"My apologies Blaire. My name is Will Collins. I am an attorney at Collins and Collins. I heard about what happened to you last night. I am so sorry that you had to go through that." I noticed a sympathetic look in his eyes. I realized that I had heard of the law firm he worked with. They are very well known, and also very successful.

"Thank you. I am still trying to work through everything. I had to endure a few reporters earlier that I had escorted out. I hope you are enjoying yourself, minus my little incident."

"You have a great hotel here. I'm sure you don't want to be bothered, but I was wondering if you had legal representation for yourself or the hotel?"

I couldn't believe he just asked me that. Lexi just said earlier how we should have a legal rep. And we just happen to run into one right here. Could this be anymore perfect?

"Actually, no. The head of my human resource department was getting on that after the interview earlier. I would hope that I don't need one, but my attacker seems to want people to think the attack was my fault. Was your firm looking at wanting to represent us?"

He reached into his back pocket, I was assuming for his wallet. I knew I was right when he handed me a business card from it. It had his name, as well as another man's name. Since the firm was Collins and Collins, I figured it must be his father's name.

"I can't speak for my father, but I would like to represent you and the hotel. I actually specialize in cases like yours. And I would like to be able to represent your hotel even in the future, if you ever needed legal help. There is my number and email if anything from your attack escalates, or if the hotel needs representation for any reason. I would be more than happy to help."

He smiled and shook our hands one last time. As we passed by the hostess, I told her to put his table's bill on our tab. I had Damon put the card in his wallet, as I didn't bring my purse down with us. I took my phone out to let Lexi know we happened to find a lawyer for the hotel. Since it was now closer to 8, I decided that any work I had wanted to do could wait until tomorrow. I just wanted out of these heels and into sweats.

When we got upstairs, we took a quick shower and cuddled up in bed. It wasn't long before I fell asleep. I must have been exhausted because I don't even remember dreaming. I just remember feeling the bed move and seeing Damon get up. I could tell that it was early morning, as there wasn't a lot of sunlight coming through the window. When he got dressed, he said that he was going to put my coffee on, then go get breakfast for the new hire meeting we had planned.

After he gave me a gentle kiss, I laid in bed for a little while longer. Amanda had never responded to my text about the meeting this morning, so I didn't even know if she would be there. Part of me didn't want her there. The other part of me knew she should be there, since she was the senior event coordinator. After laying there for an extra 20 minutes, I finally decided to get up.

Even though we were meeting the new hires, I didn't really feel like dressing up. I decided to go with leggings, and a frilly long sleeve shirt. Since my wrists were still rather bruised, I wanted to keep them covered while in the office. I pulled my hair back into a braid and made my way to the kitchen. My coffee was ready and I decided to take my time with my first cup. After finishing it, I made one to go and made my way downstairs.

Damon was just walking to the door of the conference room when I was walking down the hallway. He seemed to notice me and decided to wait outside the door. He opened the door and I went to turn the lights on. There was nobody else in the room, but I stopped dead in my tracks. I honestly couldn't believe what I was seeing.

I must have been completely focused on what I was looking at, because I didn't hear anyone else approach until I heard multiple gasps behind me. I turned to see Lexi, Samantha, Haley, Amanda and who I could only assume were the new hires standing just inside the doorway. Lexi immediately came to my side. I watched Derek and Jacob make there way in and stop in their tracks when they noticed what was going on.

I was so shocked and upset that I couldn't speak. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. Who would want to hurt me like this? Wasn't what happened to me enough? I was ripped from my thoughts when I heard someone slam their hands on the table in the middle of the room. I looked to see Damon with his hands on the table and anger in his eyes.

"Who the hell did this? And who had the ability to get the camera footage from Blaire's attack?"