"so it seems everyone has left" Damon stated as they left the living room.

"So here is the plan for today, I have a meeting I can't miss in two hours so we will go to that, you can wait in my office and once I'm back we will go to the doctor's then we are going shopping " Damon continued.

Why the doctors, I'm fine

"Yes but dad has already booked you an appointment for a skin prick test"

Which is...

"Oh it's just to confirm that you are allergic to the fabric spray"

Emilia nodded she didn't like the sound of it but it could help prove Dante's innocence.

"Great. Quickly go get ready, make sure you haven't worn it before " Damon said.

Emilia was hesitant but quickly left to get ready. It turned out the only thing she had left that she hadn't worn was hoodies, cami tops and joggers. She felt insecure knowing she was going into a fancy workplace building where everyone wore suits and skirts. Damon was wearing a suit that probably cost a few grand and here she was in top and joggers.

She felt like she looked homeless compared to Damon however she was thankful her arms had healed up, she never could wear sleeveless tops as her arms were covered with bruises but over the past few weeks her bruises had healed.

She walked downstairs slowly, Damon was at the entrance way on his phone, he spoke in Italian, his accent more sharp. She dreaded his reaction to her clothes, he would find it disrespectful that she wanted to visit his work place like this.

Damon saw her and ended the call, he smiled "ready to go" he asked. She slowly nodded. Surely it must be a trap or something?

They went to the garage, she still wasn't used to seeing so many cars.

"Would you like to pick" he asked her.

Damon had his own collection of cars, Matteo and Dante shared a few, Mason only had two and Alesandro had 4.

"Pick any you want" he said and motioned to his cars.

It wasn't a suprise he mostly had sports cars with only a few 4x4s. She chose a random car, all she knew about it was the colour. Black.

Damon nodded and got the keys to it "great. Let's get going"

They pulled into the car park and before Damon got out, he turned and spoke

"Do you remember how dad gave you rules for school"

Emilia nodded already seeing where this was going.

"Ok so will you follow these ones too. Just whilst we are inside"

Emilia nodded. It was only fair since this was his work place.

"Great. Stay by my side until we get to my office, no leaving my floor, and do not talk to anyone unless i say it's okay"

Emilia noticed how adement he was on the last one. She couldn't help but write the following.

It's not like I talk to anyone though

He smirked, she really does have an attitude he thought to himself. "no communicating with anyone unless I say it's okay"

She nodded in agreement.

He accepted this and they went in....well they tried because as soon as they got near the entrance a swarm of paparazzi crowded them. Emilia hid behind Damon, who was furious. He didn't want to scare Emilia so he turned quickly and picked her up, making sure she had her head buried in his chest, he made sure his blazer covered her face to as they walked through.

Damon heard the questions and each one more stupid then the other.

He set Emilia back down once they were inside.

"Perché ci sono i paparazzi fuori dal mio palazzo e dove cazzo è la sicurezza" Damon yelled.

"

Damon hated the media, everyone was too scared to go near him especially after they heard the rumours that he killed the writer and publisher of the last article wrote about him. It obviously wasn't just a rumour.

"siamo spiacenti, pensavamo fossi già qui" a security guard rushed

"tu e gli altri di turno siete licenziati. non solo hai permesso ai paparazzi di avvicinarsi al mio edificio, ma il tuo fallimento nel fare il tuo lavoro ha reso mia sorella esposta a quegli avvoltoi"

Damon was pissed that Emilia had to be around that. They were always to scared to even be across the street from him. Something had changed and he would not have it.

"Come on Emilia" he switched back to English so she could anwser him.

He didn't hear her follow so he turned round and saw that she was too busy looking around, he noticed it wasnt the shock of how this place was but rather fear. She looked uncomfortable and he hated it.

"Emilia" he called more gently, she seemed to snap out of it and looked a little dazed as they continued on there way.

"Are you okay, I want to apologize for what just happened, it never happens usually "

Was he loosing his power? Did he need to step up and show everyone that nobody messes with him? All thoughts that he couldn't help but wonder about. he would see to it that it wouldn't happen again.

Emilia slowly and cautiously wrote a reply.

Everything is so fancy,everyone is nicely dressed and I look like trash.

"You don't look like trash Emilia, I don't want to hear you put yourself down like that. You look lovely and I bet all these people are jealous of you because you can wear whatever the hell you want"

They finally reached his office "what do you think" Damon asked as he let her in. He really cared what she thought for some reason.

It's very...you?

"How so" Damon asked.

Well it just screams power like no one mess with me or I'll fire you

"That was the intention" he told her when he finished reading it.

A no nonsense CEO with serial killer vibes

Damon smirked after reading this, she couldn't be more right.

"You wound me" he said dramatically so she wouldn't take him seriously.

"Hey don't look so nervous. I've got to go, you can do anything you want, just no looking through my stuff, there is a kitchen down the hall if you want a drink or food. I'll be back soon" Damon was already a little behind so he had no time to chat more.

His office screamed of power so she quickly left not wanting to break anything. She knew she shouldn't use his kitchen, she had already had breakfast and a drink this morning but she didn't feel comfortable in here.

She decides to explore the floor, it was all meeting rooms, a waiting room and a kitchen. No one was about so she risked going into the kitchen.

There wasnt much choice so she decided on a single slice of toast with a glass of water. She was uncomfortable eating and nervous about it so she just had to remind herself he told her she could.

She was sat nibbling on the toast when she heard footsteps. She felt like she had committed a crime when a woman walked in and caught her eating.

"Chi sei"

Emilia was confused but she was aware the tone used wasn't a nice one.

"Sei sordo, chi sei" the woman was growing impatient.

Emilia didn't know what to do, the woman was shouting but Damon had told her not to talk to anyone.

She decided she rather anwser the woman and hope Damon would understand.

She quickly wrote

I don't understand you

"I asked who you were, you shouldn't be up here"

Emilia didn't like her, she seemed like she would be bitchy.

"Are you another one of his sluts, just know it won't work out, he doesn't do commitment"

Emilia didn't know what hurt more, the fact she called her a slut or the fact she wasnt even 18.

I'm a child why would I be that

"My mistake you look older. You are a charity case then. You might as well leave now"

Emilia understand why he didn't want her talking to anyone, this woman was brutal.

"Fine you had your chance to leave but I guess if you want the difficult way we can go visit Mr Russo"

Emilia couldn't help herself. She determined the woman wasn't special considering she didn't use Damon's name

I don't think Damon would be happy

The woman didn't like this at all. Emilia had used Damon's name to highlight how she was able to call him by his name.

"I'll make sure to tell him of your disrespect too, how dare you call him by his first name"

Emilias confidence dissapeared when the woman grabbed her arm. She realised how stupid she had been and then she knew she had broken Damon's rules. He only had 3 and she had broken 2.

The woman was taking her in the lift to another floor.

She couldn't help but fear the worst. Damon was scary when he was angry.

The woman still had hold of her and knocked on the door to a meeting room.

Emilia watched as she adjusted her skirt and pulled it higher and unbuttoned her top few buttons.

"Wait here" she said and pointed to a set of chairs. Emilia didn't dare say anything, she sat down hoping that Damon wouldn't be too angry.

Damon was in the middle of a meeting, he rather be anywhere else, he wanted to go back to his sister, he didn't like leaving her alone.

A knock on the door interrupted the meeting and Mila walked in. He couldn't help the disgust in his expression. Sure they had a thing every now and then but Damon wasn't the type to have serious relationships, he had no feelings towards this woman, she often threw herself at him so one day he thought why not but there was never anything there. He found her quite annoying really.

"What do you want" Damon asked. She knew not to interrupt his meetings.

Everyone was a little taken back as Damon spoke English, Damon was just used to speaking it now his sisters was home.

"I caught some obsessed bitch trying to break in" Mila told him.

Damon never even considered his sister as he thought it happened downstairs. "Are we done with this" he asked the man who was showing his idea. The man nodded not wanting to continue when Damon clearly was looking for it to be done.

Damon stood up, "show me" he told Mila. Mila nodded and made sure to put on an act "it was really scary, I didn't know what to do Damon"

"Do not call me that" Damon ordered. He always demanded respect and he didn't see it respectful for his staff to call him by his first name.

"Here she is" Mila exclaimed, she expected Damon to be pleased with her but he was furious. "She scares you" he asked playing with her. He found it amusing that his little sister could scare anyone she was just too adorable. "Yes, she was even disrespectful to you" Mila continued.

She's always bullying me so no suprise there Damon didn't say this out loud but he definitely thought it.

"Really, what did she say" Damon couldn't care less.

"She was being rude, even used your name" Mila cried.

Damon gasped "god forbid my sister uses my name"

Mila's face dropped when she heard this, she knew then she had fucked up.

Damon took out his phone and called Mason. He didn't trust anyone with Emilia.

"Hey I'm just parking up I'll be up in a minute " Mason anwsered.

"Good, come to the 38th floor though"

"Why"

"Just come"

After hanging up Damon turned his attention to Emilia.

"Mason is going to come and take you upstairs whilst I personally see she leaves the building, thrn we will leave okay"

Emilia nodded, she could hear that Damon was pissed and she dreaded what was to come.

Damons word had an underlying threat to them when he told Emilia he was personally seeing her out.

Mason was up in the next few minutes he was confused as to what was going on so Damon pulled him aside and quickly told him. Mason wanted to personally see her out too but Damon wanted him to stay with Emilia so he nodded and went and got her.

He took her back upstairs.

Is he angry with me

"Not at all, he's just concerned. If you want, we can talk abou it" Mason replied.

Emilia shook her in response.

"Okay do you want anything to say or drink.

Emilia shook her head again.

"Ok want to look at my designs, maybe you can offer a new opinion and you can see before Damon"

Okay but what are designs for, and what do you do

"Well as you know we own a range of businesses. Growing up dad owned a few hotels and stuff so we all had aspirations to be as successful as father. Damon being the oldest and the smartest, he quickly achieved that and he's probably even more successful than father. He basically created an empire and from there it grew. I had always been creative so I wanted to do something like that, I worked hard for Damon in marketing and when I finally had enough money, I bought a tattoo place and from there I expanded my business, however I also do design stuff so these designs are for the restaurant Damon just bought. It needs remodeling so I will create the designs and he will choose which he likes best and then get a team to do it based on my design"

Mason explained all this whilst showing her the designs he had done

Emilia thought this was interesting.

Alesandro didn't give Damon his businesses then?

"No, Damon went to him with an idea and Alesandro helped promote it and advertise it at his hotels and restaurants but that's all"

"What are we talking about" Damon entered the room.

"Oh I was just explaining my job to her whilst she looked through my designs" Mason said.

Damon walked over and looked through the designs. "Combine these two designs and get back to me" he told Mason bluntly.

Mason nodded "of course"

"Right Emilia, let's go"