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"What the fuck happened?" Damien bellowed as he helped me into his home, I cringed at his loud voice. The loss of blood had me a little off, it was hard to focus.

"Shut ... up. I got a lead thats all that matters" I told him groggily and he growled in response. He suddenly picked me up and brought me upstairs. I was a bit stunned by his actions but I didn't mind it.

"Why the hell is this kid here?" I heard a voice from behind us say and I peered over his shoulder to see his uncle who looked not very approving of the situation.

"Shut up. I need you to go get the medical supplies" Damien said and kicked open the door to his room and laid me down on his bed.

"It's not the big of a deal I just need stitches" I said breathlessly as it still hurt like a bitch.

"Why should we help a Giotto, Damien this isn't smart" his uncle said and Damien quickly grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the wall.

"Get it before there's a bullet in your leg next" he threatened before letting him go. They had a mini stare off and I could tell there was a lot of tension in the room.

"Chill! I'm fine!" I reassured, Damien gave him one last nasty look before returning to my side. His hands sprung to my pants to pull them down as gently as he could. I still cringed as the fabric rubbed against the wound, Damien must've noticed as he gently lifted up the fabric.

"Can you wait a second before you jump me." I half assed joked trying to not be affected by the pain. He glared in response not finding my joke funny in the slightest.

"What the fuck did you do to get shot, I knew you were going to do something stupid. I just fucking knew it" he seethed out and inspected the wound, he lifted up my leg slightly and I felt humiliated to be like this in front of him. I probably looked like a hell of a mess and him seeing me in my tighty whities was just the cherry on top.

"It went right through its fine" again I attempted to lessen the severity of the moment.

"You could've been shot in the god damn head, we're you that pissed at me you thought you could do this shit on your own?" He asked angrily and I sighed, simply closing my eyes. I don't have the energy to argue.

"We'll talk about this later, I just need sleep" I said and I heard the sound of another set of footsteps but didn't open my eyes to see who it was.

"Here." Said the uncle, I could hear something shift and I imagined it was the medical kit. "This is a bad decision Damien. You need to just send him home" the uncle reasoned, and I started to lose consciousness going in and out of a dream state.

"It's my fucking decision" was all he said before I entered the world of pure darkness.

I woke up to a bandaged and stitched up thigh. I felt a bit cold but besides the ache in my thigh I was ok. I placed the back of my hand on my forehead, wondering why I even came here. Why did I come to Damien, why not my own family?

I felt relief seeing Damien- safety, I never felt that with anyone else. I wanted to depend on him but at what cost? I don't know if he'll stay by my side in the end, it could end up just like last time.

"I see your up"

My eye flickered to Damien who sat a bit aways from my bedside, his hair was disheveled and his shirt unbuttoned. He looked tired and worn out, had he been watching me this entire time?

"Cant believe I passed out. Embarrassing" I muttered, giving a weak laugh. Something as trivial as a gunshot wound and I went out cold- righr in front of him.

"You lost a lot of blood. So you need to rest" he said and I shook my head and sat up.

"The book, did you get it from my pocket" I asked, I was still in my underwear. I looked around and didn't spot my pants he must've put them somewhere.

"Yes, but we're not worrying about that till you heal up a bit" he said seriously and I shook my head.

"That's not happening- my family is already suspicious about me, the sooner we get this settled the easier it'll be to work out an alliance and go after the real fuckers messing around" I explained, and went to move out of the bed but his hand came out to stop me. I clicked my tongue and tried to make him let go.

"You are not moving an inch. Do you understand me, not a fucking inch" he said lowly now sitting besides me, my stomach fluttered and I looked away.

"We'll I can't stay here. The people in this house don't seem to want me here anyways" I explained, the uncle was on my mind. He knew who I was and had a incredible distaste for me.

"I don't care about tha-"

"What about your fiancé I'm sure she'll be over" I retorted and he glared at me, the topic unnerving him.

"I keep her around to keep the family satisfied. You haven't been around I didn't have a reason to not use her" he explained and I rolled my eyes and fell onto my side into the pillows. Arguing seemed to be all we did, I just didn't want to hear it.

"And who's fault is that, I don't care anyways. We weren't together you don't owe me anything and I don't owe you anything." I didn't look at him and simply stared straight, I didn't want to have this conversation now. I wanted to push away all of this romance bull shit and focus on what was at hand.

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"Then why are you jealous?" he said and pulled me onto my back. He leaned in so our foreheads would touch, we looked into each other's eyes and time slowed. I wanted to disagree with him but when his lips touched mine I threw any thoughts out the window.

I couldn't help but kiss him back, my hands coming up to his shoulders as he now hovered over my upper body and kissed me deeply. I had to slap his shoulder to let me breath, this horn dog.

"Does an injured person really get you turned on?" I said breathlessly. He responded by kissing down my neck, into my chest as he unbuttoned my shirt. I groaned at the sensation and couldn't help but just look down at him and watch.

"Whatever you plan on doing I don't think I can handle it" I said abruptly and he flashed me a smirk as he gently lifted up my injured leg to get in between my thighs.

"I'll take it easy, I won't hurt you" he murmured and slipped my hardening cock out of my underwear and I immediately went to cover it but he stopped me. This pervert!

He began to stroke it softly, and I tightened my legs. I winced at the pain from the bullet wound and he stroked slower. This was some sort of sick torture tactic, playing with my body like I'm a blow up doll.

He used his other hand to pull out his own cock, and held them together. I could feel his hard hot pulsating flesh against mine and I couldn't help but buck my hips slightly, as well as I could at least.

"I'm sure your getting a kick out of torturing me like this" I gritted out biting my lip to fight off groans.

"Do you know how scared I was, seeing you fall out of your car with blood everywhere. It makes me angry that someone did this to you- and I need to let this anger out" he murmured stroking our cocks together slowly, almost painfully slow.

I felt a bit ashamed, I didn't think about how Damien would feel. I didn't think he'd care that much I just needed a place to stay that wasn't home.

"So your letting that anger out on me?" I asked through breaths and he used his other hand to caress my stomach and chest.

"Preferably in you" he replied and leaned down for a kiss, in which I feverishly responded to.

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"I believe the address to be the main place for operations. I've learned my lesson and I won't go alone, but I can't wait much longer" I told Damien, it had been almost a whole day and I was feeling better, despite the hole in my leg I wasn't doing too bad. If I manned through it I could walk normal, but almost shattered my teeth in the process.

"We'll go when your healed." Damien quipped, we were in his living room, a large one at that.

"The Giotto has a point, we need to attack soon. They already must know that someone was snooping around in one of their warehouses, maybe even noticed the log book was stolen. There probably clearing house as we speak" His uncle, Dimitri, spoke. He insisted on being involved in the talk regarding the family's business. From the gist of what I know- Dimitri took over for Damien's father when he died, and then helped Damien take it over from him.

"Then Onyx you should stay home while we go." Damien said stubbornly.

"I'm not doing that shit. It's just a bullet wound I'll be fucking fine. I need to be the one to find the evidence not you- people don't trust Arifs anymore" I explained brushing my hand through my hair.

"They've sullied our reputation, they act as if we'd ever act like wild dogs! Bullshit it is" Dimitri cursed, I still wasn't happy about this guy but he had the same goal as us.

"Regardless I have to get back home. My brother already suspects we're together Damien and I won't have him compromise what little leads we have" I said seriously standing up.

"You need to stay here, with me" Damien argued and I glared at him, leaning against the furniture.

"You don't own me. Besides if you really want company you can call up that fiancé of yours" I said nonchalant and started to limp to the door. At this point I was just bringing her up to win in our mini spats.

"I told you nothing is real between us" he was getting angry I could tell, the topic seemed to really piss him off. I brushed off his words with the turn of my head.

"Just. Help me to the car" was all I said in response.

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Just 8 more chapters to go. Hope your ready for the mini twist. ( I'm sure you might already have guessed it though)

With Labor Day tomorrow I'll be posting quite a few chapters! Stay tuned!