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DAMON'S POV

Contrary to what anyone might think, it's it had everything to do with me.

This last-minute wedding arrangement had been castrated by me when I got the news of Harry about to be married off to some girl, I decided to twitch the narratives a little.

Because deep down, I had feelings for him that I could not ignore.

I could still remember that night like it was yesterday. Saddle with the sudden death of my secret boyfriend, I was forced to a bar where I had a wild night Aiden.

It was unlike anything that I had experienced before. His scent, the way he moved in those tight pants, was just too intoxicating to bury as much as I wanted to.

However, I knew that if Gia, my paranoid cover of a girlfriend sensed any sort of attraction between us, she was going to sniff the life away from him.

And there was the scandal that we had a one night stand hook-up. 

It was going to be a taint on my reputation and more importantly, I was not going to forgive myself if he lost his life because of him. So I had to put up an act and make everyone believe I hated him because he came from a weak clan. 

I could only be nice to him in private. Making sure every other patrol police stayed away from him. Or he wouldn't even be alive to stay through school.

Most of his ancestors never did. Yes, he hates me, but it was what I had to do to keep him alive and watch his daunted Innocent soul from afar.

And now, after Gia had disappeared into thin air, and with war brewing I was back to the Dragon clan to carry out my duty as heir... And also made sure I saw him again and was intoxicated by his scent once more.

Convincing my father was easy. It pained me that it had to be my sister. But I knew it could never be me.

He hated me. And besides, I was the heir of the powerful clan of Dragon. At twenty-five, I would have a mate and rule the Clan in my father's place. I could not be seen involved in a forbidden romance.

So if I had to watch him from afar through the lens of my sister's marriage. So be it.

"Aren't you rather quite unusually happy tonight!" Helena had caught me with slight smiles throughout the meeting together with Aiden.

"Your proposal went through. I believe I have the liberty to be happy for you!"

There were questions in her eyes. Of course, I had to lie. I wasn't informing her that I was happy because my imaginary boyfriend wasn't going to have sentimental attachments to my sister.

I made sure that the documents were drafted early and delivered to Harry which he signed in due course.

It was sealed now, he was going to be married to my sister.

The ceremony was smooth. No one would of course dare to disrupt it since it involved the Dragon Clan.

Finally, the day came for him to move off from home and I was there to make sure that the process was seamless.

"What are you doing here?" He growled with disdain immediately his eyes fell on me.

"We're in-laws now and shouldn't refer to ourselves with such spite." I returned calmly.

"I'm here to make sure that your movement is smooth. Believe me, I would rather be drowning myself in a bar than be here if it wasn't necessary." My expression remained rather calm.

I struck a never with my words as Harry shook and pummeled me with his anger. But the sight of his father brought him to a calm.

"I see that you are already getting to know Prince Damon. He's one of the finest in the supernatural world and soon, you would be having personal training with him!"

He almost let the sneer slip through. His knuckles squeezed so tightly until they burst white.

"It would indeed to an honor to learn under him!" Only I could sense the deep-rooted hate in his voice.

I trailed him silently with my eyes, making sure that everything went well and smoothly.

And soon, he was in his new home. The Drag Estate of the renowned Dragon Clan. 

He got settled in, while I gave him all the breathing space that he needed and stayed in my room, peeling off my shirt.

A brief sigh escaped from my lips. Everything had gone exactly as I planned.

At least, he wasn't going to be far away now. The thoughts of him, caused goosebumps to shatter through my skin, accompanied with pleasure.

I silently ran my hands through my strong abs with images of him firmly plastered on my mind. A slight moan escaped between my teeth.

Just then, the door tore open. My eyes interlocked with that of Aiden with cheeks flustered red.

He quickly shot the door while I put on a shirt. I was sure he didn't step away, as he opened it only a few moments later, his initial embarrassment morphine into a complete rage.

"What do you think you're doing here? Do you think even the slightest bit that you can bully me again? Infuriating I and my wife's house?" He growled, with his sexy soft voice.

The word wife pricked my skin, stabbing right through my heart

I moved closer until I could feel the tension of his breath. Hate and fear mixed, with something that I could not tell. It eased my fury.

"Love... If there's anyone who needs those words it should be you.

Well guess you don't know but you're living with me and this is my house. Courtesy to your father."