Chapter 5

Rhea POV

At 530 pm a car is parked outside my apartment. That has to be one of Damien's guys. I dress sexy but conservative. Big hair and smokey dark eyes. No boots. I do not want to fall on my face again. That was embarrassing enough once. Although when he removed my boots that was hot.

Damien seems to love dark colors. I wear my black skirt, a black silk blouse, and heels. I slip in a pair of black earrings and put on a black necklace. I pull my hair back in a cute ponytail. It is puffed up big with curls, just the way he likes it. I look stunning if I do say so myself. Watch out Damien because here I come.

I look out the window and the driver is standing beside the car waiting patiently. I wonder why he got here so early. I am not going down until 6. I check my makeup to make sure it is perfect. I hope I am not wearing too much. Who am I kidding, I know Damien likes a lot of makeup. Why I do not know. He loves that gothic romance look.

Damien Damien. Why on earth do you want me to work for you? I will have my answers soon enough. Fuck it. I am going to go on down. I grab my cell and put it in my little black purse and head out the door. It is better to be early anyway.

As I approach the car a huge man calls to me," Rhea?"

"Yes, that is me," I answer.

"I thought so. He said to look for a beautiful creature and that is definitely you," he says.

"Aww, how sweet of him and you," I respond.

"I admit he did show me a picture. My name is Jack and I will be your driver this evening," Jack says as he opens the door.

I get into the black sedan and get comfortable. Damien sent a bottle of red wine for me to sip on while I rode. Is he trying to get me drunk, surely not?

"Is it a long drive Jack? Do I have time to sip this wine?" I ask?

Jack gets adjusted in his seat," It is about an hour give or take. You have plenty of time to endulge yourself," he says.

"Oh okay. I poured myself a glass of wine. Can you leave the divider open between us so I do not feel so closed in? The closed-off space freaks me out a bit if that is okay with you?" I ask?

"You can sit in the front if you will be more comfortable. There is more room back there. It is up to you. I will leave it down. Let me know if you need anything," he says.

"No that is okay. I am fine. I just do not like feeling closed in. So if you will leave the divider open between I will be fine," I respond.

Jack shakes his head, "As you wish, my lady," he says.

The drive is not that bad. It seems like I have been in the car forever. I do not think I have ever been to this end of the city. The water looks so much more clear on this end. The houses are huge. I wonder how much further until we get to Damiens. This end of the city is way out of my price range. I don’t think I can even afford one of the mailboxes out here.

"Jack, Are we getting close," I ask.

"We are almost there, five more minutes, " he responds.

We come to a long drive, Jack turns in. Damien's house sits on the water. Of course, it does. This place is huge. Am I crazy for coming here? Probably. I am probably completely out of my mind for coming here. I may end up at the bottom of the river by the end of the night. This is slightly stupid of me, but I am trying to keep an open mind. If I work for him, it could change things for me drastically.

Damien POV

I see the car approaching. I have no idea why I am so nervous. There is a lot to discuss with her tonight. She will either accept or run. I hope she accepts. I need her with me. I have known I needed her since I saw her in the den of fantasies. She does not belong there. She should be with me. I want to take care of her. First I have to figure out how to woo her into being mine forever.

This is crazy in all my years I have never come in contact with a human that made me want them the way I want her. I will give her everything. She can be my queen. She will never want for anything ever. I will see to it. Even if she rejects me I will make sure her life is perfect.

I hear her laughter. I rush down the stairs to meet her. She knows how to make an entrance. I hope she isn’t wearing those awful boots that cover up her beautiful legs. I do not need her falling either.

"Hello, Beautiful. I am so happy to see you," I say and kiss her on the cheek. How I would love to do more. I want to kiss her everywhere and give her pleasures she has never known. I cannot think like that right now. I have to focus.

"Damien. The drive out here is beautiful. Thank you so much for having me," she says as she returns the kiss on my cheek.

"I am so glad you are here. We have so much to talk about, but first, you know I prepared you a meal," I say. She smiles.

"Thank you so much. You are always so good to me, " she says.

I lead her into my dining room. I pull out her chair and push her up to the table. "Wine, my lady," I ask. She nods and I pour her a glass.

"Damien, I have to admit I drank the bottle on the way over here. I am a little tipsy. So don’t let me land on my face," she says.

"Would you prefer tea, water, a coke? You don’t have to drink wine. What would rather have," I ask?

"No No wine is fine," she says.

Good maybe if she is relaxed she will understand my unique position. I sit down beside her. The servants enter and begin serving soup and bread. They exit quickly. They have specific instructions not to bother us unless asked for something.

"I hope you like soup. This is one of my favorites. It is an Italian soup my chef makes. It is fabulous," I say.

"Damien, why am I here? I know you want to offer me a job and I know I was invited, but my mind is going in a thousand place. Set me at ease and answer this one question. Why am I here," she asks.

I sit my spoon down. "Keep eating and I will level with you," I say.

Here goes nothing.