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They all pulled Sia up and made her sit on a chair. Damon took a chair and sat in front of Sia with a dark expression on his face. Sia was huffing and trembling badly. "So? Loved the trailer? Superhit right? Want to see the whole show? But after that, you won't be alive to see the reactions—or maybe from hell you can. So now? What you will do is delete those pictures in front of me with no smarts. Delete it permanently, and you will leave this company forever! Understood?" Said Damon, and he laughed loudly and evilly.

His stern gaze remains fixed on Donovan, and an apparent rage reflects in them. “I know you are aware of my current blindness.” Donovan’s heart quickens, and he shakes his head to refute until he recalls that the Alpha can't see his gesture. Damon continues, feigning disinterest in his honesty as a wicked smile gradually spreads on his lips. “You collaborated with the vampires, so you must be acquainted with the lady who bumped into me yesterday. If you disclose her identity, I give you my word that you'll see your mother before your judgment.”

I wanted to vomit. Damon had done this. There was no mistaking it. “My King?” One of the men holding me left me and walked toward Damon who was sitting still by a corner, his hands covered with blood. His stare made me uncomfortable as I couldn’t tell whether he was still in his right mind or not. What if he was just resting from his killing spree and would soon snap again? He looked more like a savage at that moment than the man that was my mate. Slowly, he got up and began to walk to me. I swallowed, falling back and realizing all the other men who had brought me in there had disappeared. I shut my eyes, praying he would remember who I was and not hurt me.

He had killed all the Elders in less than a few seconds; who the hell was he? Damien turned, his eyes red and his face still in his beast form, "Who else wants to challenge me to evict me from my position?" "I say come forth!" he yelled. But no one dared. Instead, they bowed, pledging their allegiance to him. "Very well," Damien stated, breathing hard, and when he turned, Emberlynn noticed he was now his normal self. Except for the blood stain on his clothes and face, he looked pretty much normal, yet she knew there wasn't anything normal about him after all that she had seen.

It's telling me that there is something unusual about the auras these men emit. “ Yeah, it's her,” Santino voice is flat. He fixes me with a bored look. “ She must be brave if she thinks she can murder a dragon with a fork.” The rugged one laughs, and my eyes shoot back to him. He putts a large cigar to his lips, he takes a drag and the tip of glows orange as a thin plume of smock rises. He removes the cigar from his lips and puffs out some smock. The act makes him look so fucking sexy in all his muscle glory standing there.

How could this be happening? A deafening growl tore through the battlefield as Damon turned toward on the traitor, his teeth bared, fury radiation from him in waves. The warrior barely had time to react before Damon grabbed him by the throat, lifting him off the ground with terrifying ease. "Who sent you?" Damon snarled, his voice dangerously low. The traitor gasped, his face turning red as he clawed at Damon's grip. "I - I was given an order..." His voice cracked. " I - I didn't have a choice."

Is he gay? 'Com'on Abby are you lesbian too?!' I scrolled down DAMIAN SALVATORE's network amounted to $900million last year Jeez... I unconsciously touched my stomach.. Do..does that mean I'm carrying A BILLIONAIRE BABY?.... Fuck.... ------------------------

An elderly man right beside Alexia speaks first and it moves on till it reaches him, he looks Alexia up and down and he smirks and says, “We met this morning, it’s like destiny, or should I say fate? I should have introduced myself then, but it skipped me because I couldn’t think straight when I saw you.” Alexia smiles in his direction and nods her head. She wipes her palms slowly in her trousers so, it isn’t obvious that she is nervous. The young man continues when she doesn’t say a thing, “My name is Damon Salvatore. The CEO of Salvatore Gold company.” Alexia replies to him, with a blank expression,

For a moment, the silence pressed on my chest, and I looked around for a way out of this place. Then I heard him. Alpha Dominic Salvatore, standing by the window, his back to me. The moonlight caught the edges of his frame, broad shoulders, tense posture, veins flexing down his arms. “You should have knelt,” he said, voice sharp as the blade at his hip. “Even the idea of you speaking back the way you did should have gotten you killed.” “Then why didn’t it?” I asked, testing him. “I wouldn’t have minded. I would have been free of all this.”

“I see you’re struggling.” Keiran’s breathing was uneven. His wound was worse than I thought. I tightened my grip on him. Salvatore’s gaze lingered before he turned back to Donovan. “Shall we talk?” Donovan scoffed. “You came with swords, not words.” Salvatore shrugged. “A precaution.” He stepped forward, stopping just before Damien’s corpse. He glanced down at the body. No emotion. Just mild interest. Then he looked at Donovan again. “You killed your own blood.”