Chapter 42.

I knew that Damien was probably freaking out inside, thinking of these two people watching us. I roughly pressed myself against him, feeling his hard cöck against my stomach. Damien pushed me away and looked at me with stunned eyes.

"Hanna!" he admonished, making me grin at him. His eyes went to the couple sitting in front of his desk, watching us with obvious interest. "I'm sorry. Let's continue."

Just as they were about to speak, I spoke. "No! You guys obviously look like you're really happy. Now be darlings and come back tomorrow, I need my husband."

"Hanna!" Damien whispered yelled, a dark shade of punk covering...