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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.

The words hit like cold water. “Great.” I roll my eyes. “That sounds totally normal. Nothing to worry about. My fiancé’s just starving for another woman.” Salvatore scratches the back of his head awkwardly. “Dante hasn’t gone to see her after the first few times,” he adds quickly, like that’s supposed to calm me. “And he’s got the self-control of a… rock. Or something harder. Very solid.” He nods, trying way too hard to make me smile.

He barked, glaring at the bar attendant. The bar attendant was about to say something when Luciano suddenly walked in, his deep voice cutting him off sharply. “Damon, you have no right to come in here and order my staff!!” “Brother, you're here.” Damon smiled toothly, and stepped aside. “Are you going to take your brother's side or his side?” He said, eyeing the bar attendant. “I don't have no time for your nonsense, what are you here for?” “You're being mean, can't I have a chat with my brother? You didn't attend the dinner party, so I'm here.”

“But sir, do you think you and Arya can be… married couples? She still doesn’t know who you are.” Sir Damien stopped in front of the door, his hands already on the door knob. “But I know who she is. My first love. Stop the questions. She’s not home now. Go yourself, get your young master a wife.” As he walked out, his driver, standing outside the Lamborghini pushed the honk button then bowed. “Sir Damien, where do you want to be?” “At Northern Eclipse university.” He sighed, getting in. He saw the Butler leave the room and wave, as his Lamborghini dashed out of the compound.

I shiver in arousal at the thought, then lift my head to meet his gaze, my eyes probably reflecting a mixture of desire and determination. “I like to play with fire,” I reply with a sly grin. Damon's focus on his meal seems momentarily disrupted by my words. I feel my cheeks burning up as I notice his grip on the fork tightening, and then relaxing. “Stuff your stomach with food. I don't want you passing out again.” Damon replies calmly, slicing the salmon steak and adding it to my bowl. “Eat if you wish to be devoured later,” He commands, and I flush even more.

It was rumoured that he destroyed a whole ship pavement only with a single flick of wires. "Mr Morris..." Samuel shook hands with him as Micah motioned for them to sit on the couch. "Mr Salvatore will be here in-" "Samuel! Where's that friend of yours?" Samuel jumped as a voice thundered in the whole room. Silvio took long and confident strides as Dante followed behind him. Samuel was still unsure how Silvio agree to help them. "Mr Salvatore," Samuel greeted as Olivia looked at the tall and muscular man in awe. She had never seen this beautiful and dangerous man at the same time. She didn't know whether looking at him was making her sweat or the dangerous aura that he surrounded her was.

Before he left Roman walked up to her, and Raven was caught off-guard, his scent was really good and he was way more handsome up close. "Can I have your number?" "Sure," Raven told him her digits and he saved it. "Talk to you later." Roman winked at her as he went out and when she looked next to him she found Damien watching her. He didn't say anything to her as he also walked out after Roman Early access to chapters: www.patreon.com/taniashava

Damon loosened his tie slightly as he walked toward his office. He was tired. Not physically. Something worse. The kind of exhaustion that lived inside your bones after surviving too much. His phone buzzed. One message. From Luca. Eat something today. Damon stared at the text Then smiled despite himself. Small. Automatic. Dangerous. Another message appeared immediately after: Coffee does not count as food. Damon huffed softly. Then typed back: You sound domestic. Three dots appeared instantly. Don’t insult me. Damon laughed quietly under his breath.

He looks at Evelyn who nodded, giving him a gentle smile. “I’ll protect you,” he said. “I swear it. As long as I breathe, I'm going to keep the two of you safe.” The memory flickered. Shifted. A fire. Screams. Kael on the ground, blood seeping from a wound in his side. A younger Damon, barely a toddler, crying somewhere in the distance. And then him. Giovanni. He stood above Kael with a sneer.

Damon was too confident that he could kill Thamer easily. Thamer just laughed at him. " Yes, any moment, you're dead Professor Salvatore!" He said and hit him with a fireball also. Damon stumbled on the ground but he managed to stod up. His wing like bat suddenly stretches out under his huge cape. He's going to fly and at the same time, attacking him. " Now let's see if you heal faster!" He shouted at him and rose to the sky. Thamer had wings too so before Damon attack him, he quickly avoided the huge blaze of fire instantly.