  ***POV - Damion
  &quot;Hi, sorella!&quot;  Alejandro strides into the kitchen and grabs Mel from behind and swings her through the air.  She gives a little scream and then throws her arms around his neck and whispers something in his ear, before getting all red again.  Alejandro gets this big mischievous smile on his face, lighting up his eyes.  And suddenly I have these murderous thoughts running through my mind.  I just can t seem to get a grip on this guy – my gut doesn t like him.
  Who invited him anyway?  I close my eyes and rub my forehead with my fist, counting slowly to ten.  Fuck.  I don t even have a girlfriend for a day and I m on my way to jail to serve out a life sentence for committing murder.  Somebody messes up my hair and I open my eyes and slowly stare at the culprit, possibly my second victim on my killing spree.  Jackson smiles at me and I can just rip his smirk f

  ***POV – Melaena
  For the last romantic touch, I put the vase with fresh flowers in the middle of the table.  I stand back and look at my hard work with a satisfied smile.  I ve laid the table, Jackson helped me to light the fireplace and the food I prepared is being kept warm in the oven.  I ve showered and are dressed comfortably but sexy.  Then I hear the key turning and my heart almost stops.  He s back!
  Damion left for Europe the day after the incident where he almost fell to his death and although he contacted me twice a day, I could sense something was wrong.  Lots of those calls were made while he was intoxicated.  And the photos splattered on the net of his drunk ass, as well as every fight he got himself into (and it was quite a lot), emphasize my suspicions.  
  He also didn t finish his race because he fell on the second lap, but he assured me that he was fine, only hurt

  ***POV – Damion 
  WARNING – sex scene!! 
  I wake up to an empty bed and for a brief moment panic strikes through my heart, something wholly new to me.  I never get scared or freak out, never.  I m always in control – until now.  Mel is messing with my whole fricking being.  
  For a second I thought she might have left, or that D took her, but then I hear her moving in the bathroom.  Her phone is on the nightstand and I take it to see what time it is.  
  There s a message on the screen.  She must ve forgotten to close it after reading it.  It s from the asshole ex-boyfriend. 
  Ren:  Mel, we need to talk about Damion. #TruthMustComeOut 
  Ug, suddenly I have a cramp in my tummy.  Will it be so bad if I just snap his neck or something?  I mean, one less irritating douchebag on earth won t be so bad will it?  I take a deep breath, hold it in for a few seconds before releasing it.  
  

***POV - Damion
  &quot;Hi, sorella!&quot;  Alejandro strides into the kitchen and grabs Mel from behind and swings her through the air.  She gives a little scream and then throws her arms around his neck and whispers something in his ear, before getting all red again.  Alejandro gets this big mischievous smile on his face, lighting up his eyes.  And suddenly I have these murderous thoughts running through my mind.  I just can t seem to get a grip on this guy – my gut doesn t like him.
  Who invited him anyway?  I close my eyes and rub my forehead with my fist, counting slowly to ten.  Fuck.  I don t even have a girlfriend for a day and I m on my way to jail to serve out a life sentence for committing murder.  Somebody messes up my hair and I open my eyes and slowly stare at the culprit, possibly my second victim on my killing spree.  Jackson smiles at me and I can just rip his smirk from his face. 
  &quot;Jealous much?&quot; he teases.  I bite my tongue, pulling my lips into a lin

Chapter 49 Leap of faith