Mobbed By Him #2 (Mobbed By Him Romance Series - Book #2) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) (4 page)

I grew sad the more our conversation went on. I
couldn't imagine being so focused on my job that I shut everything else out.
Maybe he was a workaholic. That was certainly possible, or maybe he was part of
the MOB and that's why he was so busy. It was probably hard to find time to
read when you were off killing people that got in your way. Or it was possible
that he was just lying about everything that he was telling me. I had to really
take his words with a grain of salt as I wasn't sure that all of this wasn't
some game he played with all his women. Though I had to also consider that fact
that he may also be completely innocent and telling me as much truth as he
could in that moment.

It was confusing being around Damon. I had a strong
attraction to him, yet I knew that I shouldn't. I knew that getting close to
him would probably be the worst possible thing that I could do. I wished that I
could though, but if I allowed myself to do so, not only would I compromise
myself but I would also be betraying my parents. Damon was not the sort of man
they would want me to end up with. A killer....murderer...liar. No, not exactly
the kind of man you bring home to mommy and daddy.

Maybe I was wrong about everything as well. Maybe
Damon's dad hadn't been the head of the L.A. MOB. It was assumed by a lot of
people, but that didn't make it true.

“I saw your father's obituary, Damon. I can't tell you
how sorry I am about his death. That must have been extremely difficult, losing
your father.”

Damon nodded slowly, suddenly looking uncomfortable.
“Yes, it was. Thank you for saying so.”

I smiled softly. “What kind of man was he?”

There was a long moment of silence in which I
completely regretted saying anything at all. Maybe this was going to be more
difficult than I thought. “I'm sorry Damon, I shouldn't have brought it up.”

He waved it off. “No, it's no big deal. I guess I just
don't know how to answer that. He was just one of those...you know regular
dads. I mean not the type that would take us fishing,
cause
he was so busy, but still just a...regular dad.”

“Were you guys close?”

He was silent again and then said, “I don’t really
want to talk about it.”

“Is something wrong?”

“Dammit Cadence! I said I just don't god damn want to
talk about it. I'm serious.”

I sat there in a stunned silence. I hadn't expected
him to get angry with me and I hoped that we hadn't interrupted the other
diners. I willed myself not to look around the room I was so embarrassed.

“Look, I'm sorry. I just don't want to talk about my
father. I would rather enjoy our meal together and discuss other things such as
your position as the head accountant.”

“Of course. That’s why we’re here after all,” I said
quietly. I had actually forgotten that was the original intent of the dinner. I
had been foolish enough to think that it was closer to a date and that we could
talk about personal matters.

“Great.” He got right down to business as if he hadn't
just yelled at me a few minutes ago. I wasn't entirely sure what to think of
him, but I didn't have too many good thoughts about him going through my head
at the moment.

“When it comes to being the head accountant, Cadence,
there are certain procedures we want you to follow. While you are doing the
books, if you ever come across any money problems or issues that cause you to
run any audits of the people under you, I want you to come to me first so that
I can look things over.”

“Sure, that's not a problem.”

“I was actually in charge of all the money before my
father died. I ran the whole department, so I know how things are done. So if
you run into any problems, I want to know about it first.”

“That's understandable.” I smiled. Our appetizers
arrived and I suddenly had no appetite. I ate anyways as to not draw any
attention to myself.

So Damon had inherited the company from his
father, that
much was obvious. So did that mean that he was
head of the MOB now as well? Rumor had it that his father ran the MOB before
his death so wouldn't that mean that Damon was now the leader? I couldn't be
certain but it definitely appeared to be that way.

“Why were you the head of the department? Are you an
accountant as well?”

He smirked. “No, Cadence.”

“Oh, well how were you the head of the department
then?”

“Because I know how to control money, that's how.” He
took a bite of his food without his eyes ever leaving mine.

I found what he said interesting for a few reasons. He
was in charge of a lot of money and yet he had never been trained as an
accountant. But what was more interesting was that he admitted being able to
control money, which meant that he knew how to hide something if he wanted to.
Was that why he wanted tabs on what was going on with the money because there
was something wrong with it? What was he trying to hide? Was I being controlled
so that he could keep tabs on the money as well?

“After dinner I would like you to come back to my
place with me.”

I smiled, knowing that I would have to in the hopes
that I could bring up the issue of my parents.

Chapter
Six

Damon

We were back at my place and Cadence was relaxing on
my couch while I got us some drinks. I decided to make some martinis to shake
things up a bit. Wine was good for its elegance but there was nothing like
vodka to loosen a lady up. And I wanted to touch Cadence's body again more than
ever. She was completely
fuckable
in every way.
Dinner had been great, spending time with her had been more enjoyable than I
thought, but I couldn't wait to get her back there to see her naked. Watching
her sitting on the couch I thought, god she looked good in that dress. Girls
and dresses, it was all about easy access. I wouldn't even mind if she kept it
on. I would just slide the dress over that firm ass and bend her over, plunging
in deep.

God, you need to get a grip. The girl
works for you man, you shouldn't even be fucking her anymore. Not to mention
that fact that you have never done this before. Fuck ‘
em
once and dump ‘
em
remember.
That was always my go-to plan. I didn't like clingy bitches. But Cadence wasn't
clingy at all actually. We had already slept together once and she hadn't
needed to have 'the talk' with me at all. I wondered why? She was different,
that much I was sure of, but was she really worth getting attached to? As soon
as I had seen her in the office I had wanted her to sit on my cock. She would
look really good riding me.

When I returned to the couch I handed her a drink and
sat as close to her as I could get without it seeming weird.

“Thank you,” she said as she took the glass.

I started slowly running my fingertips over her skin
along her leg all the way up to the point where her dress ended between her hip
and knee. She raised her eyebrows and I could see a deep blush forming on her
cheeks. Did she want me again as well?

All I wanted to do was take Cadence to my room and
fuck her hard. It was all I could think about actually. I wanted to put my
mouth on her body and hear her scream my name.
Holy shit man, what has
gotten into you? You never do this. Why are you doing it now? I only do girls
one time, I only do girls one time,
I
only do girls
one time.
I tried the mantra over and over again but it didn't seem to be
doing the trick. It didn't matter what I told myself, my cock still grew rock hard
in my pants. Fuck it, I was going to take her right then and there if I had to.
No need to waste time going to the bedroom when I could spread her legs right
there.

“So Damon, I need to ask you something.”

She took me by surprise, and it took my attention of
my hardening cock momentarily. I hoped she wasn't about to ask me to be her
boyfriend or anything like that. How awkward would that be? I wasn't too
worried about what she had to ask me; it could only be a few issues. We barely
knew each other so what could she possibly have to talk to me about?

“Ahh, sure, what's up?”

“Do you know a man and woman by the name of Charles
and Veronica
Devons
?”

The question threw me for a loop as it was literally
the last thing I expected to come out of her mouth. Why would she ask me the
names of specific people? Did she think we knew some of the same people? How
would that be possible if she didn't even live in Hollywood prior to a week
ago? Confusion grew in my brain as I looked at her face. There was concern
there as she waited for me to answer her question. I was baffled.

“Do you?” She said again.

Charles and Veronica
Devons
.
...yes
I did know the names. Staring at her again it occurred to me that was why I had
thought her familiar at first. Had I met her previously? There was something
more to the question and yet I was still trying to remember how I heard the
names before. I knew the names to be sure but I didn't know much about the
people themselves. I thought that they had worked for the company at one time,
but not for the MOB itself. Was that it? Or maybe there was more to them. Was
that why my mother had warned me about Cadence? What involvement did those
names have to do with the company? And why was Cadence asking me about them? I
couldn't be quite sure, since I didn't have enough information to know what I
was dealing with. Maybe it was time that I had a conversation with my mother
about Cadence. Was there more going on that I didn’t know about? I found it
weird that there would be some kind of connection to me and Cadence. It was
even weirder that Cadence wanted to talk to me about a couple of people. Who
were they to her? Her parents? This was starting to get too weird for me.

“I'm sorry Cadence, I don't know anyone by that name.”

I wasn't about to waste another moment talking when
all I wanted was to taste Cadence's sweet pink pussy. She looked puzzled as I
moved in closer to her. The talking was over, that much I was sure of. I slid
my hand up her dress and felt her panties, lace and flimsy. She gasped as I
looked up at her, a heat burning in my gaze. My mouth claimed hers as I slid
aside her panties and plunged two fingers inside her pussy.

Chapter
Seven

Damon

“Oh, Damon, that feels so good.”

Her words excited me and I knew right then I was going
to kiss those beautiful lips; I was going to make them swollen from his mouth.
I needed to taste her. Her lips, her thighs, even her pussy.

She locked eyes with me and I knew she felt the same
burning desire for me as I felt for her. I kissed her then and tasted a hint of
strawberry. The combination of the taste and the feel of her soft lips excited
me and I felt an urgency to be inside her. I wanted her so bad and I needed to
get inside her. My hands found her breasts and I squeezed them hard enough to
let her know what was coming. She moaned a guttural noise that told me she
needed me too. My arms encircled her and fumbled at the zipper on the back of
her dress. Fuck the dress, I was just going for her. I pushed up the dress from
the bottom watching it go up her milky white thighs. I saw her red lace panties
and they just made me that much more horny for her. My cock was throbbing in my
pants and I needed to get it out and inside of her. I pulled at her panties and
tossed them aside. She was staring at me with longing in her eyes and it just
about drove me wild.

I spread her legs and started to kiss on the sides of
her thighs. I made my way up to her pussy and slid my tongue along her opening.
God, she tasted so good. She moaned above me and I licked at her pussy lips. I
licked her pussy slowly as if I had never tasted something
so
luxurious and sweet as she was. It felt incredible as I allowed my tongue to
lick the sides of her opening, causing a tingle to run through her body. I took
her clit in my mouth and sucked on it, causing her to moan loudly as her pussy
dripped before me.

“Oh god...oh god...”

I looked up at her and smiled. “Does that feel good,
sweetheart?”

“Oh god yes, it feels incredible, Damon.”

Her pussy was dripping and I was licking it up tasting
every inch of her. I felt the buildup coming as she arched her hips towards me.
She was going to cum right there in my mouth and I was going to drink up every
bit of her.

“Oh god, oh wow, I'm going to cum.”

I loved hearing her moan — she was sexy as hell. I was
sucking on her clit when I buried a finger inside her pussy once again and
started pumping away. It was too much, too much all at once for her and she
cried out softly as she had an orgasm so delicious that I wanted to make her
cum more.

“How was that?”

“Fantastic.”

She looked so nervous and I kissed her mouth gently
coaxing her back to me. She moaned again as I moved towards her. I kissed her
mouth again, my erection growing. She could make me so hard, so easily.