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Others hadn’t. Salvatore raised his hand and pointed. “Damon, step forward.” Gasps filled the room. Damon was a tall young man with wide shoulders and clear eyes. He looked shocked. “M-me?” Damon asked. “Yes,” Salvatore said. “You’ve worked hard. You’ve been loyal. And you’ve shown me that you care about this pack.” Damon slowly walked forward. He looked nervous. “I don’t know if I deserve this,” Damon said softly. “You do,” Salvatore replied. “And if anyone wants to challenge it, speak now.”

He had a mean right hook, and the look on his face right now was stormy enough to warrant concern. “Damien? My boss?” he gritted out, still looking like he was two seconds from strangling me to death. “Yes,” I affirmed, chuckling nervously. “Damien Du Pont, himself. The vampire king of New Orleans.” “Whatever made you think there’s something between us?” Dominic was fully facing me now. His hands were crossed over his chest. He seemed no longer interested in shooting silver bullets into imaginary rogues. “I don’t know, Dom. Maybe it’s the energy between you? Or the electric sexual tension that anyone around you two could practically choke on?” I was framing my sentences as questions because

“I MEAN PRETTY. PETT.. AND WE WILL ONLY KILL PEOPLE WHO DESERVE IT, LIKE MEN WHO CHEAT TWO DAYS AFTER THEIR WEDDING AND GIRLS WHO GIVE NASTY BJS.” The crowd cheer on. This was fun. “ Do not touch me,” I order my men. Salvatore was going to lose his mind just the way I lost mine. There’s nothing better than revenge served hot. “ This one is for my girlies. Someone get me a mic already,” my heels were off now and I could barely stand on my own. Within a minute, someone passed me a microphone.

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

I am wearing a purple long-sleeve glitter backlesss dress and paired it with my pump heeled sandals. Meanwhile, Damon is wearing a long pants and a white collared shirt which perfectly hugs his masculine body. He also wears his personalized dog tag with our names engraved on it. Damon is hot as hell right now. His aura is different from being a strict and intimidating CEO. Coz right now, he looks like just a normal person going to a club with his girlfriend.

“You’re still so bad at lying, Salvatore.” My chest tightened. “Keep your distance, Damien. I’m fucking serious about that.” He walked over to the chair—my chair he’d taken over since he walked through that door. Dropping the glass in his hand on the table, he carefully took a seat. “She’s hot though." Hearing him say that made my fists clench, and I tried so hard to refrain from punching the air out of him. “Smoking hot. I see why you’re so protective.” I wasn’t just protective. But I could shoot anybody who dared to touch her or even come close without thinking twice.

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.

Who knew, in the future, he might need to use friendly credit for payment! But at the moment, Santo's biggest creditor was Leo, so the money mogul was his main target to lure to see his youngest daughter for tonight. Twenty-seven-year-old Sara O'Neal flew from LA yesterday to attend the party of her sister's. The beautiful model was wearing a sexy black strapless evening dress, contrasting with her white milky skin. Her eyes were looking at the VIP table where Leo was sitting and looking so handsome and powerful as always.

After classes were over , i told Dona about everything, about Damon Sorrentino , the interview , the investment . " Damon Sorrentino!? Seriously!? "she said in a loud tone . "Yes ... why?"i asked her . " He's like the hottest man ever , he's handsome , sexy , rich and perfect "she said . " Of course you would say that " i said ; "Anyway i should get going I don't wanna be late "

he said. " You, go check further!" I said to one of my men. He nodded and walked before us. We followed him through the darkness of the tunnel. I never thought that they outwitted me. I'm Damon Salvatore, one of the Hybrid demon vampire in centuries then someone like them, human, dared to humiliated me. I gritted my teeth and clinched my fist. It's okay, besides Thamer was with me. I had a plan. T had to find Thamer's number to contact his girlfriend.