Chapter Hundred Fifteen

Zirah's POV

Right into his neck.

Damon staggered away from me with a stunned look on his face while his hand slowly went up to the clutch at the side of his neck.

He brought his blood-stained hand to his face with a shocked look on his face like he still couldn't believe what happened.

"Why?" He asked, still with an air of confusion around him.

And I broke down.

"You left me no choice!" I sobbed out loud, thinking back to when I decided to do this.

When I saw them fighting and he threw Noah into the wall, crashing into the metal tray and dislodging his items, instinctively I

So I played him.

The weak demeanor, the submissive woman, the arousal that shivered through my body as he ran his hands over my body…...was all fake.

I had to swallow down my revulsion the moment he touched me, knowing I had to sell my submission enough or he wouldn't believe me.

He opened his mouth to speak but instead gargled on his blood and his knees went weak and he crumpled to the floor. I careful