Chapt. ( 5 )

                                    

                                          
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"Where are you going?" Damian asked, eyeing my naked body. 
"I'm putting on my clothes, so I can leave." I said with an attitude. 
"Watch yourself." He warned, "Now get back in bed, I didn't tell your ass to leave." 
I bit my lip. I climbed back into the bed, laying next to him. He stretched his hand out, offering me the blunt. But I shook my head, I wasn't a fan of smoking.
There was a knock on the door and Damian told whoever it was to come in. The door opened revealing a maid, she looked terrified. 
"Mr.Fraser, there's a female downstairs claiming to be the mother of your child." She says nervously, looking down at the floor. 
"I'll be down in a minute." He replied dryly. 
He got out of the bed and pulled on his black sweatpants. He grabbed his gun from under the pillow. 
"What the fuck Damian?!" I yelled jumping out the bed, putting one of his shirts on. 
He ignored me and walked out of the room. I quickly followed after him, trying to keep up with his tall ass. We ran downstairs and a girl was standing by the door with a frown on her face. 
She was brown skin with light brown eyes and a pink bob cut. She seemed to be average height. She looked from Damian to me and ran up on me, catching me off guard. 
Before she could touch me, Damian grabbed her and threw her into the wall. Her body hit the wall and she fell to the floor, crying out in pain. I stared up at Damian and his eyes held so much anger in them. 
"You coming to house starting shit, Esme?" He asked walking up to her. 
He pointed the gun at her head. 
"So you're really going to treat the mother of your child like this?" She said with tears streaming down her face. 
"You're lying, you fucked half the guys I know and you coming to me with that baby bullshit!" 
"We'll get a DNA test, I can't wait to see your face when the results come back saying you're the father." 
"Get out Esme and don't come back or I'm shooting your ass, pregnant or not." He threatened.
She got up and glared at me before rushing out of the house. 
I ran back upstairs, going into his room to get my clothes on, so I could leave. He came into the room and closed the door, locking it. I took a deep breath and stood there watching him lean on the door. 
"Where are you going?" He titled his head with curiosity. 
"Away from you, now move the fuck out of the way." I said with frustration, lacing my voice. 
He chuckled darkly, pushing himself off the door. He approached me slowly, I kept moving back the closer he got to me. 
I stopped when my back hit the window. He stood in front of me, extremely close. 
"I can kill you. You do understand that right?" 
"I'm sure you would,  but you won't." I held my chin up, folding my arms.