Chapter 19 – Unknown email

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                    Damian watched the woman he cared way too strongly for walk down to the car that had been parked outside of his place from one of her men some time throughout the night.  And once she was in and safely driving away to go home to get ready for her day, did he go back inside to get ready for his.  He had told her that things were done with her sister and boy could he tell how pissed she was, though she never said a word.  But he was curious if she had picked up on what that meant for her.  He wasn’t the over the type in showing his feelings for her, but she had to at least see there was something there.                 Which meant that he would need a good date to take her on.  At this point, he would have asked her sister or her dad, but by the sound of things, it didn’t sound like things were the best for her and her dad.  And as he jumped in the shower, he let his mind wander, memories of the night merging with thoughts about their first time together and he knew how amazing it would be.  He let out a groan as those images were sweet and had him hard in no time.                 Quickly he fisted his hard d**k and thought about the sweetness of her p***y and the unbelievable way she tasted as she came hard on his tongue.  And his hand stroked along with the thrust of his tongue in his memory, his thumb running over the tip.  He groaned again, his head resting against the wall as he stroked faster, feeling the tingling start in his spine and before he knew it, he was moaning loudly as he came hard all over the wall.  Yeah, Angelina sure had him twisted in ways he never thought he would be.   -----                 Damian unbuttoned his jacket to his suit and slipped it off, wrapping it against the back of his chair before he sat down and fired up his computer.  He grabbed his cell and sent a quick text to Angelina, hoping she was good.  He knew that today would be crazy for him and he wasn’t going to have time for nothing else but work.  At her response, he smiled and laid his phone back down.                 “You seem happy figlio (son); what has you smiling like that?”  Damian glanced up as his dad sat down on the opposite side of his desk.                 “I managed to get out of my contract with Rosa.”                 “Oh?  The Boss was okay with that?”                 “No, but her father was.  I told him I wanted Angelina and he told me thought that was a better match anyway.”                 “I thought it was too, but Angel wouldn’t budge.  So, are you two official?”                 “No, the condition was that I needed to get to know her and date her before anything serious really happened.  Make sure I could handle everything she really is.”                 “A stronger woman; it’s a damn good thing you get turned on by strong women.”  Damian rolled his eyes at his dad, but he knew the older man was right.  “I was just stopping by to tell you that your mom was having dinner Saturday night, and no, you don’t need to bring Angel.  But the family will be talking about our big get together and you know your mother, she would want Angel there.”                 “She can’t rush that.”  Rafael stood up and buttoned his jacket with a laugh.                 “È tua madre (she’s your mother), she will rush anything she can if it will make her happy; you know that as well as I do.”  Damian let out a sigh but he did know his mom and that was true.  “By the way, no men out there today?”                 “I guess not, guess they are coming in late.”                 “Ah, okay.  Be careful son.”                 “You too dad.”  Damian watched as the man walked out and then he walked over to the window, watching as his dad got in the car and left, followed by a black car.  “Well, at least she still has protection on them,” he mumbled.  Not that he doubted Angel wouldn’t do her job, but at times, he felt like he never saw anyone so he did wonder if they were around.                 Damian moved back to his desk and checked his phone one more time, smiling again at a new message from Angelina.  Maybe after work today he would ask her to go for another drink.  He knew a quiet place that he would like to take her to and one that he thought she would enjoy.  He sat his phone down and turned back to his emails, making sure he was set for his nine o’clock conference call.   ------                 “Sir?”  Damian looked up from the email he was typing and at his door, seeing his personal assistant, Maggie, in the doorway.                 “Yes?”                 “It’s almost three and you haven’t stopped to eat, do you want something?”                 “No Maggie, I’m fine, thank you.”                 “If you’re sure.  Your three o’clock will be calling in a few minutes as well, and once you are done with that, you should have no more calls.”                 “Thank you, but I have a lot of emails to play catch up on.”  He smiled, knowing that she meant he could leave early.  But the boss never did unless he was playing hooky and there had to be a damn good reason why.  A hot woman like Angelina would be a damn good reason.  He heard the door close and then a few moments later, his phone started ringing with his call.  He picked it up and turned in his desk chair.  “Mr. Singleton, I’m so happy to hear from you.”                 “As was I to hear from you when I got your email, Mr. Russo.  You must know that the price you sent me was quite lower than your competitors there.”                 “Oh, I’m aware sir.  But to be fair, what you are asking for in the trade deal goes a long with another deal I have.  So, I went even lower because I would still be making a damn good profit.”  Damian heard a ding from his computer and glanced over his shoulder, seeing a new email had popped in.                 “If you are sure, Mr. Russo, that you can guarantee those prices that you sent, you have my business.”                 “Oh Mr. Singleton, I will promise.  If I can fail to meet that number, I pay out of my own pocket, that’s how sure I am.”                 “Very well.  I’ll be signing over the contract and emailing it shortly, along with the dates for you to receive.”                 “Thank you Mr. Singleton.”  Damian waited for the man to return that along with the good bye before he hung down his phone.  And once he did, he wanted to do a happy dance.  That was another major account he had just managed to steal from one of his competitors.  Smart, given everything going on?  Probably not, but business was business and he couldn’t stop doing what he was doing just because it may piss people off.                 Damian finally turned back around and went back to his email, his brow crinkling as he stared at the unknown address.  His security system was the top of the line, so anything that was unknown should have gone to spam yet it sat in his inbox; along with a subject line of one of the new accounts.  Against his better judgment, he opened the email, his eyes opening wide as he read the threat.                 “Non si può avere tutto, e la vostra fica non sempre proteggervi, basta ricordare che (you can’t have it all, and your cunt won’t always protect you, just remember that),” he mumbled.  Who the hell knew he had protection?  And who it was?
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