The Betrayed Heiress's Second Comeback-Chapter 84: Ch : Too Much Attention- Part 2

Damian’s POV

The moment Jenna leaned into me, I felt it. Not just the weight of her body, but the intent behind it.

She was trying to send a signal to other people to stay away from us tonight. It almost felt cute in a clumsy sort of way, and my insides felt warm and fuzzy. Her attempt was so cute, but she was not as intimidating as she hoped to be.

So it fell on me to help her out.

I glared at everyone, with my face resting above her head. It made everyone else quickly look away.

My hand pressed more firmly against her lower back, fingers spreading just enough to make my message clear. She was with me, so no one else had the right to even look at her.

Jenna stiffened for a second, then relaxed against me. She trusted me enough to let me do that, and my heart felt heavy and light at the same time.

This place was dangerous. It would not be wrong to say that this was a snake’s den, with danger filled in every direction. But no snake would dare venture near Jenna as long as she was marked by my presence.

I tilted my head slightly, bringing my mouth closer to her ear without touching her.

"You’re doing well. Just stay like this. People are looking at us, and I need to make sure I drive the message across that we are together."

I murmured, and Jenna’s breath hitched subtly before she relaxed against me.

Good.

Around us, the noise of the club blended into a dull hum. Somewhere in the background, someone whimpered and let out low moans. Jenna shifted slightly at the sound, and my jaw tightened as I felt her move against me.

’Tsk, this is hard. I need to hold back before something happens.’ 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

I should have brought someone else. Anyone else.

Then, I won’t be in half as much of a problem as I currently was facing. It was already hard, and it had not even been that long.

But as soon as I thought of coming here with someone else, I was reminded of what Jenna had told me—that she would follow me on her own...and that was even more dangerous.

Who knew what kind of low-life would attack himself to Jenna in an attempt to ’help’ her out. I was not willing to take this risk...

I scanned the room again, this time with purpose. Almost everyone knew who I was and not to mess with me. But just because they knew what was good for them did not mean they followed that advice as well.

One man lingered too close, his gaze sliding back to Jenna for the third time. I met his eyes and didn’t look away.

The man noticed my stare and immediately yelped before he looked away.

Jenna did not notice, as her eyes were aimed somewhere else. She felt tense against me as her hands tightened around my jacket.

I leaned back slightly, adjusting our position so she was more shielded by my body.

"You’re safe. No one here will touch you...without your permission."

I said quietly, more promise than reassurance. But my words felt sour in my mouth. I did not want anyone to touch Jenna, be it with her or without her permission.

Not without losing something important.

She nodded against my neck, a small, trusting motion that hit harder than it should have.

I had planned to come here to extract information, but I did not want to move from my position either. I felt far too comfortable at the moment.

"We should...start moving now. The sooner we find Iris, the sooner we will be able to head back home."

Jenna reminded me, and I felt a little irritated. But since I had no reason to say no to her, I agreed and allowed her to move first.

But Jenna did not move. She seemed to be just as comfortable as I was feeling at the moment, and we both sat there with a relaxed expression on our faces.

"I...should move, right?"

Jenna asked, finally pushing at my chest and leaning over me. Her back arched, causing everyone to look at her once more. I pushed her back to her feet before I stood up and covered her in my coat as well.

From the corner of my eyes, I spotted someone heading toward me, but then stopping midway to consider what they should do. I recognized the messenger and signalled for him to come closer.

The teen hurried over to me before he leaned over and whispered his message in my ears.

"Boss has invited you to the backrooms...alone. He says he has a gift he wishes to share with you. Your partner will have to wait in one of the side-rooms for now."

The teenager looked and sounded nervous when he told me this, and for a good reason.

The ’boss’s invitation’ was a special message that was given to high-ranking people who decided to visit this club. They were often invited into special rooms to have fun with more ’experienced’ and ’eager’ partners.

To do this was an insult to someone’s current partner, but no one seemed to care as long as they had a good time.

This invitation was my best chance at finding Iris, but I still did not take it. Mainly because taking this chance would mean leaving Jenna alone. And that was not something I felt comfortable doing...even in a side-room.

"Damian, is this an invite? You need to take it right now. This is our chance to be able to find Iris."

Jenna whispered, and I felt irritated at her eagerness. I knew that she was only telling me this because this was what we came here to do, but did she have to be this eager?

’Does Jenna...really not feel bothered that I will be going to someone else other than her? Does the mission mean so much to her? Or...does she not see me in a romantic way?’

Whatever the reason was, my mood had soured a little, and a frown took over my face, causing the teenager who brought the message to flinch.