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“I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this. Damon helped me carry Scarlett to a magic Doctor's inn. “Emergency…!” “Be calm,” the Doctor assured us. “She will be fine. What is the issue “She got attacked by a wolf with enemy blood.” “Okay…” Very quickly, Scarlett felt safe again and was resting. Then Damon pulled me away from everyone. He led me straight to his private quarters in the Alpha house. As soon as the door was shut, the aura changed. Damon pushed me towards the wall, his body hard against mine. “Watching you fight that way… really drove me crazy,” he growled. He pasted his lips on mine. The kiss was wild and it showed how craving he was for s*x.

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.... ------------------------

Some dropped their thumbs at us while the rest uttered profanity for being a team of losers. His name is Damon Salvador. Apart from that he is the son of the King of the vampires, Damon is the most arrogant, ruthless, and self-centered vampire I have ever known. Degrading, humiliating, and ruining someone's life is his best fortë since he could not kill someone's life as well. Our team hates him to the deepest part of our souls. Those vampires who are not well aware of his attitude being the worst will basically end up giving up their own lives. But the four of us are already accustomed to his treat and tricks. His team was also assigned to New York.

- Damon replied. - Do you think we can make it? Defeat Salvadore and the others?- Selene asked, hugging him. - I'll do it for sure. I won't let any of them come closer to you for even a centimetre, especially Salvadore. I won't let him go alive... He will die by my hand, I swear.- Damon replied, putting his arm around and hugging her back.

"Damien, what do you really want?" The room fell silent, with only the sound of rain falling outside. After a while, Damien spoke in a cold voice, "Don't you want to continue being Mrs. Salvatore?" He turned, his deep eyes reflecting a mysterious glint. "Since you're so reluctant to give up the title, then enjoy it to the fullest." His tone was calm, but Elena felt a chill sweep over her, enveloping her entire body. The coldness pierced her skin, reaching her heart, sending a shiver down her spine, because she knew what Damien wanted.

I knock on the door and he tells me to come in. "Will said you were looking for me?" I say as I step inside, my eyes going straight to a man sat on the couch. He's in only leather pants and has his sculpted chest out on display as he looks at me coldly. "Come sit down Mason, I'd like you to meet Damon, he's a new Dom and I think you would both be very good for each other," Marcus says as he gestures to the other couch. I keep my eyes lowered because Damon is radiating dominance that is making me want to drop to my knees already.

Just as I turned toward my bed, my bedroom door opened and there he was again. Damon stood there, wearing only gray sweatpants. He was shirtless. His abs was looked like muscle that has been sulpted. He had scars that ran across his midsection and shoulders. Plus, there was a fresh fresh scratch mark running down his left side. “Sophie,” he said, his voice was rough and it sounded very dangerous. “We need to talk. Now.” He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. I suddenly became very much aware of how little I was wearing. My silk robe had slipped open slightly, revealing the swell of my breasts and the curve of my thighs.

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.

‘It is,’ Lochlan replied with a curt nod. Damon carried our luggage inside. ‘Boss, why don’t you rest this afternoon? I’ll go and see if Mr Saltzman’s party has surfaced. Once they are awake, Danny and I can take everyone on a proper tour of the resort.’ ‘Make the arrangements,’ Lochlan said, his tone dismissive. I gave Damon my most professional smile. ‘Mr Salvatore, just contact me once everything is coordinated.’ ‘Please, call me Damon,’ he said, flashing me a brilliantly white, toothy grin. ‘Of course.’

” “I don't just want to keep you away from Luciano, I want so much from you, which includes keeping you to myself and I'd be glad if you work along. Luciano is a monster, and we need to bring him down.” “You're the monster here, not him.” I shot back, writhing in his grip. Damon laughed softly, his lips just inches from my ear. “That's where you're wrong, sweetheart. Luciano is my brother and I know him better than anyone else. Luciano is a monster.” I stilled “Dammit!” Damon cursed and released my wrist abruptly, stepping back. He turned to Logan. “Keep an eye on her. Make sure she stays comfortable, for now.”