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Damien smirk. Don stoop up from the floor, and turn into something huge… … … … . SLAY MONSTER???? "Slay monster?? But I captured you??". Damien questioned surprisingly. How come it's here?? "Wrong! You took my father away, not me". He groaned. " I'm Dante Olson ". Dante said, who's also known as Don Damien suddenly laughs. " So I captured your father and you're looking for the white goblin instead of your father?? If I were your father I would have killed you the day you were born". Damien said.

The rumble of a motorcycle engine made me look up. No. Absolutely not. Dante pulled into the parking lot on that sleek black machine, looking like every bad decision I'd ever made wrapped in leather and denim. He killed the engine and pulled off his helmet. Those dark eyes found mine through my windshield. Of course. Because clearly the universe hated me. He walked over. Tapped on my window. I considered ignoring him. Pretending I didn't see him standing right there. But I cracked the window an inch. "Car trouble?"

it’s like he wants to kill me. Is he still the Jared I meet? He suddenly changes right now, I don’t know him anymore. I was surprised when he quickly approached me and stabbed me in the heart. I felt pain. Not because of the stab, but because of him. I can’t believe that he could do this to me... I could feel the tears dripping from my eyes as we stared at each other. Anger was the only thing I could see in his eyes. “Just die Eunice, I don’t want to see your face again! A demon like you deserves to die! Oh, happy 18th birthday. I hope you’ll see Satan in hell.” He smiled, it was like he was happy seeing me like this.

“Open the damn door. Medical check-in!” A grumble came from the other side, followed by some rustling and what sounded suspiciously like a muffled curse in that strange language. Good. A moment later, the door swung open. Dante was standing there shirtless. His dark hair was a sleepy mess, and his eyes were still hooded from being yanked out of sleep. The waistband of his joggers hung dangerously low on his hips and a deep frown cut across his jaw. “Are you trying to get yourself shot?” he growled.

“The mate bond is a sacred gift from the Goddess, and to allow anyone but my mate to touch me is to spit in Goddess’s eye and cause unspeakable suffering to my love.” “But…”Carlotta started to interrupt, but as I held my hand up, a zipper closed over her mouth and then over the mouths of the others before they could start to protest. “Do not try my patience, hags. I may be young and untrained in the ways of magic, but I am Katrina D’Amore, Luna of Nebrodi, and Crone of Oscurità e Luce Coven. I will not have my decisions questioned by anyone.” I growled as Nina started to come forward, her anger not easy to keep in check.

" The prince shouted. Drake was trying to smile devilishly. "You're not a respected royal. Why would I respect a useless creature?" He scoffed. "I will kill you; I will kill your heir!" Drake's expression went cold and dark, staring at the prince. "If you dare to hurt my heir... don't let him hunt you down to hell and meet my demon there." Drake seriously muttered "I'm not scared of Satan!" "But you are scared of me." I have the devil's eye... which means I'm Satan. "

I shouted his name once more, trying to get his attention. "Annie, what are you looking for?" Damon responded, his voice barely a whisper. He kept fucking Cassandra until he saw me again, and knew I was actually the one standing before him. "Then, tell me what it is you want from me." For a moment, he stopped and wrapped himself in a towel, drawing back a bit behind the bedrails. "Really?" I snapped. "Shut up!" Cassandra bellowed, staring at me with jealous eyes. "He's not going to fall in love with an ugly poor young ass like you... so, help us shut the door behind you immediately."

A black SUV pulls up, dust billowing around it as it comes to a stop. The door opens, and sure enough, but it’s Dante, his expression grim as he steps out. He’s followed by Axton for some reason. Of course, I fucking forgot Dante is based here. Fuck, that demon did a number on me. “Ah, I think I might like the calvary,” I greet him, my voice a low growl. “Took you long enough, asshole.”

Our first dinner date played in my head, and understanding my expression, Dante smirked before wrapping his arm around my shoulder, pulling me to his chest as he kissed my temple. “I want the entire show, neonata. Make him fall head over heels for you, make him run after you, want you, beg for you, make him jealous if needed…” he smirked “I want him to see me as the challenge of his life, and I want to be the enemy that he dies to kill. When you know that you’ve had him wrapped around that beautiful finger of yours, he would be the one to lead you to Giovanni, and that would lead us to the man”

Dante hissed at me, pushing me away from Alex Fimbar. "What's the point of questioning him if you're not going to give him a second to breathe?" Elijah snapped, stepping closer to stop me from returning to Alex Fimbar. "Rockey mistake." Dante shook his head, turning to face Alex Fimbar. Dante pulled the man's head up by his hair and looked at his bloody face. "Please forgive Nicolo's manners. He's new to this scene." Dante commented. "Now I don't know about any woman that you're apparently working for, so I need you to start from the very beginning, okay?"