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“They’re real assholes, huh?”
“You have no idea.”
“What did you do? Why are they punishing you?”
“Why were you naked in the file room?”
She glared at me. I glared at her.
When the elevator opened we made our way to the utility closet. I was shocked to find Felicity outside, smiling, holding a tray of cookies.
“What the fuck, Gertrude?”
She giggled. “He’ll see you now.”
I blinked at her. “Who’s he?”
“Damian.”
“Oh shit,” Kat said from beside me. “This is like a godfather thing—”
“Your father’s a god?”
She frowned. “You don’t watch movies?”
“Entertainment is for the living.”
“You’re so awful.”
“I accept your compliment with grace.”
Her eyebrow twitched. “I’m obsessed with you.”
“Naturally.”
Felicity cleared her throat. “Are you going to flirt until the office closes? Or are you going to go in, cuties?”
I got the door for Kat and she slipped into what should have been a tiny closet, but what ended up being the largest office in the entire building. There was even a desk crafted out of what appeared to be ivory and silver and was equipped with a koi pond beneath the table top. Sitting at the desk, hands clasped beneath his chin, was a boy. Maybe ten years old. Maybe eleven. Smooth brown skin and an impressively thick afro. He wore a black Armani sweater and a Rockford Moss platinum necklace with 1.15 count diamonds. On his wrist was a Rolex Daytona Eye Of The Tiger.
What the hell kind of wealth does this small boy possess? And why is Felicity bringing him snacks?
“Damian, these two miscreants are here to see you,” Felicity said, delivering the tray of cookies to his desk.
“Milk?” Damian asked, his eyes steady on us.
“Oh right away,” Felicity said, hurrying off.
I scoffed. “You’re a child.”
Kat smacked my arm. “Be respectful.” She stared at his koi desk. “Love the furniture. Looks delicious.”
“Be respectful? I’m the—”
“Prince of Vampires,” Damian said. “I’ve been paying attention.” He motioned. “Have a seat.”
We both looked around, bewildered. “There are no chairs.”
“And what can I do for you today?” He glanced at his Rolex. “We’ve got thirty minutes until close.”
