After Elena vomited on Damien, she fainted.Not because the shock from the fall that was still rattling her body.Because of the shock that she had vomited on him.Her eyes rolled back, and her body went limp against his chest. Her breath came out shallow, uneven.Damien didn’t move. He couldn't not when a body is limp on him.He stared down at her, his face expressionless as hell, Cold glare. The vomit on his neck, on his collar, drying against his skin made him look like a vampire who had just killed, but with no blood on his prey.He looked at Elena for a long second. Her face was pale, lips parted, her lashes dark against her cheeks.He sighed. A low, controlled sound that said more than words ever could.“Drive,” he told Grey without looking up. “Fast,Penthouse.Grey didn’t ask questions.The car shot forward, tires screaming against the road.Damien kept his arm around Elena, holding her upright even as she was unconscious. His thumb brushed over her wrist, checking her pulse. To
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