Chapter 8

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30 minutes earlier.

Damian's POV.

My father kept rambling angrily, all night long but I didn't pay no mind to him.

" I shouldn't have created you if I knew you will be a disappointment to me, you are lucky that I can't destroy if not..." he trailed off as I shut him out of my head, I Walked out of his office and started packing my stuff.

If he was going to send me to that cruel place called hell, then at least, let me pack my sword and guns.

I started arranging my clothes into my backpack, I shuffled through my wardrobe, my gaze ran across a golden pistol that was neatly stuffed at the back of my cupboard.

I picked it up and examined it, it was human girl's gun, it fell out of her hands when she fell.

" Aren't you going to get over her?" A dangerous feminine voice said from behind the door, it was Kathy she walked into the room not waiting for me to invite her in. She folded her hands over her chest and rest her back on the wall.