Damon knows he can't tell her he skipped his memory and that leaving her there wasn't intentional. And on the other hand, he did not want to lie to her because right now, he feels like a husband being interrogated by his possessive wife.In addition, he seems to be a very terrible liar. Damon sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. "Look, I have no good excuse cause..."The impatient side of Megan did not allow Damon to finish his words before she jumped in, cutting him off. "Hmm, I see. You are reacting because I was pretty angry at you earlier, right?" She asked, making a childish expression. "That's enough reason for anyone to act just the way you did."Damon was surprised, all his mindset and thought was that she will be angry with him again since it seems like a new routine for her. She, herself, comes up with an excuse for him and he's going to use it to bail himself out."Huh, maybe yes. I'm thinking maybe you are still angry at me and decided to give you a little space
"Since you've agreed to it, I think we should get you a cloth against tomorrow's ball," Damon uttered after seconds of silence. "What did you think?""I don't think it's necessary, I've got tons of new clothing that are ball fitted so you don't need to waste money on irrelevant things like this," Megan muttered, objecting to his words. She don't think she will be comfortable with him buying her clothes, she just won't."I also don't think I'm wasting money on irrelevant things, getting you new wears for the masquerade ball can never and would never be irrelevant. So, we are getting you something new for tomorrow." Damon said, clearly not buying Megan's idea."What...? You really don't need to..." Megan voiced, opposing him."I don't think her royals highness needs to object to this. Remember you told me you will have me do things my way and this is my chance, your highness." Damon uttered in a husky voice. "You shouldn't go back on your word, that's very bad and you know that.""You s
Megan watched Damon Prepare their breakfast while sitting on the counter, with her arms folded across her chest."You know, right now, I feel like I forced you to do this," Megan said with a small sigh afterward."What...? You do?" Damon asked as he continue slicing the cabbage without sparing her a glance. "To be honest, I feel the same way too.""But I do not feel bad seeing you like this, not even a bit," Megan added with a lopsided grin on her face."Why that, eh?" Damon fussed, glaring hard at her. "You made me prepare breakfast against my will and you are not feeling bad about it? What if I lack cooking skills and end up making gross as breakfast?""I do not need to worry about that part since I know how good chef you are," Megan replied with a straight face."Oh, that's the reason you aren't feeling bad about this?" Damon's voice was calmer than it was at first but it still comes out like he is ranting.'Is this how she behaves? Forcing people to do things against their will?'
"Did you know how attractive and seductive you look right now?" His voice was flirty as his hot breath fan through Megan's face, staring intensively at her lips. Megan's lips quivered with the thought of Damon's expression, she tried thinking out of the box but it's not helping."Now, I can't seem to take my eyes off you." Damon drawled in a coy and seductive voice as he trapped her in his scrutiny, caging her down with his both hands. Megan realizes she can't escape from him easily no matter how hard she tries since he's just too strong for her to handle."Hey, let go off me." She whispered, her voice shaky and quivering.Damon did not seem to listen to her, turning deaf ears to her suppose pleading. Instead, he made to kiss her and she held her breath, bracing herself with her eyes tightly shut.Just when Damon's lips are about to touch hers, a loud piercing sound stopped him abruptly, interrupting the moment.Megan seems to have come back to her senses as it appears like she was in
Damon parked his car properly before turning off the car's engine. He turned to Megan, who was staring around and feasting her eyes on the surrounding."This place really looks like an ancient castle, I never knew such things still exist up to date," Megan said, marveling at its beauty."It used to be a royal home before now," Damon replied casually."That says it all." She uttered, facing Damon properly."You have not put on your mask?" Damon asked with a small sigh afterward."Oh, sorry!" She quickly apologize as she made to put the mask on."Let me help with that, little rose." Damon offered and took the mask from her before she get the chance to protest."I..." She paused, pressing her lips into a thin line. "Fine."Damon move closer, his body was only a few inch apart from hers and his face was close enough for his hot breath to fan her face. Megan felt her system pause for a while, unable for her to think straight and clearly as her heart skipped a bit.'Get a grip of yourself,
The image of Rhett walking towards her won't stop replaying in her head, she closed her eyes multiple times to get rid of the image but it's not working."Are you okay?" Damon asked with concern laced in his voice. "You look downcast and you won't stop acting weird too, did you want to go home?""Of course, not. I'm fine, it's nothing to worry about." She said, her voice barely escaping a whisper but loud enough to Damon's hearing. "Uh, I'm just trying to blend in. It's my first time attending something like this, you know.""Oh, right." Damon nodded slowly. "But, I don't think this matters at all. You can't be acting weird to blend in a certain environment, that's ridiculous.""I know, right?" She scoffs at Damon's words. "Everyone has their own way of doing things.""Yeah, I guess so. You do yours in a very weird way." Damon said.Megan made a very low sound instead, not giving a reply to Damon's sentence. A waitress served them some drink amidst their talk and Damon mumbled a 'than
"What...?" Damon asked with a shocked expression on his face, he could swear he was hearing things and those words aren't coming from Megan. "Did you say something?""Kiss me, Damon..." She repeated again, her eyes sparkling with seduction in it.This was enough to throw Damon's sanity and caution out through the window and like he was under a spell, grabbed her closer to himself with their lips in a collision.At first, it was quite slow but soon, it grew intense and wild without control as Damon run his tongue through her mouth after several lip bites. Megan clasped her hand over Damon's shoulders, deepening the kiss. Damon let go of her lips, trailing his tongue down to her jawline and running his hand through her back.Megan moaned, clinging herself to his body in a clinch. Damon trails his tongue from her jawline to her neck and upwards to her earlobe, biting softly on it.She let go of him as she try to unbutton his shirt but Damon snapped her hand away, holding her wrist in a
Just then Damon entered the room to come check on if she is okay due to the fact that she overslept but due to the awkward atmosphere, he wore a blank expression on his face. 'It's a nice morning to put on an act.' He said to himself."You are up already, go get dressed, and let's go. I'll be waiting for you in the car." He said bluntly, pretending not too interested in whatever happened to her or why she appear moody.'Not even a good morning? And he is even pretending nothing happened the previous night?' She thought to herself, giving him a scornful expression."What...? Stop glaring at me like that!" He told her. "Did something happen the previous night?" She asked, hesitating a bit. "Maybe something awkward?"Damon's lips curved in a sly smile. "Did you not remember anything at all?" He asked, still wearing the wily smile on his face.She nodded in confirmation. "I guess, I did not." She replied."Not even a bit? Like even if it's a flash from it?" He pressed on. "Did you not?"