LOGINDamien said nothing. Elizabeth didn’t push him further. There was still time to enjoy the show. No rush. ⸻ Damien’s tongue dragged slowly along the curve of her neck, gathering the thin, bright line of blood on her skin. Liz shuddered, her hips rolling as she pressed up hard into him. Her hand s
The room had been shrouded in silence for a long time. Kerry glanced between the two people once in a while. Both stared at each other without saying much. This was supposed to be an interrogation, yet it seemed more like an awkward first date. ‘This Damien is truly something else,’ the Nephilim t
Liz looked around the place curiously. Just then, she heard footsteps coming from the bedroom. The Vampire who had occupied her thoughts for a long time made an appearance. Damien was dressed in a white shirt and loose pants. His hair was a bit damp, clearly indicating that he had just come out of
It was all very strange. Liz replayed the encounter multiple times in her head, and it still didn’t make any sense. She already had so many questions. Why did Damien look so different? How come he had ignored her? Did he even recognize her? That’s right. The look of confusion on his face when she
A beautiful woman walked beside him. Liz blinked. Then she leaned closer to the glass. No. No, that couldn’t be! Her eyes widened as she stared at the man’s face. She knew those features. She had seen them countless times before. There was absolutely no way she could mistake him for someone els
“Take her.” He made a gesture, and the two men behind him stepped forward. Liz tried to struggle against their grasp, but it was no use. They easily overpowered her. From their pale faces and superhuman strength, it was easy to categorize them as vampires. Not only were their clothes strange, even
Damien's kisses were never soft. He wasn't a soft man; Liz knew this. Yet something about this particular display of passion made her think of a wild animal marking its territory. Was she the territory?If he was displeased with her for the little interaction earlier, he didn't say, but he did show
Damien went quiet. She could already picture him frowning in disapproval. “I’ll text you the address,” he said, and ended the call.Liz quickly got up to leave. Ashton called after her, “Be at your house tonight. We’ll talk then.”The hospital was a private one. Honestly, she had no idea such a hosp
“You enjoyed yourself, didn’t you?”“Yes,” I answered, far too eager. Damien raised a brow at me, expectation clouding his gaze. It took me only a few seconds to piece together what he wanted to hear.“Yes, Daddy.”“That’s my good girl.”Oh, the praises—they had far too much effect on me. I closed m
Blood. Warm, metallic, and sweet against my tongue. It must be a vampire’s effect, because human blood shouldn’t taste like this.What had compelled me to have a taste? Was it curiosity? Or the fact that the blood came from Damien himself? Watching him tear into the flesh on his wrist and offering t






