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Savannah hissed venomously at him. "And what do you know about me?" Damien asked with a smirk. He grazed her knuckles softly. "You are a pathetic person. You always blame and prove others wrong but you haven't the guts to accept your mistakes. You never accept that you are a pathetic person more than anyone else." Savannah said with narrowed eyes. She was fuming in anger. Damien didn't like the words she used. Moreover, she was considering him wrong and Dominic right. Damien wasn't liking it a bit. He breathed heavily.

He took a bite and agreed with me before reaching for the ice bucket. “You will love this one.” Damiano poured us a glass of red wine and handed me one. “To you.” He said and clinked our glasses together. “To us.” I corrected him with a smile. “For being bad bitches and outliving our enemies.” I finished and he burst out in laughter. I stilled for a bit, smiling as I loved the sound of his laughter. It was deep and so angelic. It made me the happiest to hear him like this. “Saluti, for being called a bad bitch for the very first time in my life.” Damiano chuckled as he raised his glass.

Liam asked, his voice cutting through the revelry. Startled from his reverie, Salvatore blinked and forced a half-smile, though the light in his eyes dimmed slightly. “Nah, man. You guys go ahead. I just need to hit the restroom first.” Liam raised an eyebrow but shrugged, dismissing Salvatore's reluctance. “Your loss, buddy.”

He wanted the attempts on his and the Danvers family life to stop tonight, and he was going to make sure of that. Salvatore, who appeared relaxed in his office chair, observed Liam closely. He couldn't help but be impressed by Liam's composure. The way Liam sat there, looking carefree despite knowing the potential danger he was in, made Salvatore wonder about his thoughts and intentions. He finally remarked, "You seem smart, Mr. Danvers."

Damon cleared his throat and looked at me from head to toe, he replied, "Everything." "That hurts my feelings." "Well, you should consider having me instead." "You're a casanova." I scoffed, "Choosing you is twice the heartbreak." "Or twice the fun." "You're disgusting." Damon smirked, "Am I? Or are you falling?" "Never." "We'll see." "Tch." Dylan Ashton Crap, I barely escaped that embarrassment. I can't believe I said such straight forward remark. Did Olivia hear? Ah crap, this is just so... ah never mind.

“Sorry sir, but please can you come again?” “I don't understand what you are saying.” Damon scoffed as his face contorted into disgust, and he swirled the drink that was in his cup, it was whiskey. “Is playing dumb one of your callings too?” He asked, flicking his hair to the side as it fell just right above his eyes. “Because if that's what you are doing, I'd like to announce to you in advance that you might end up being sorry.”

Like he expected me to cry. “She got that good little breed-me face. I’d knot her. Raw. In front of everyone. Make her beg for it. Bet she’d love it. I mean—fuck—you could sell that pussy and build a palace on the profits.” And then. Then the part that shattered me. Because Damon… Damon laughed. He actually fucking laughed. A low chuckle, deep in his chest, dark and cruel and casual. He didn’t stop the man. Didn’t growl. Didn’t even glare. Just turned slightly and muttered—

“It makes you human.” Something in my chest shifted painfully. Because somehow that made sense. Damien leaned back slightly against the bench. “For what it’s worth…” he said after a moment, “She is incredibly stupid.” A laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “You don’t even know her.” “Don’t need to.” He gestured toward me vaguely. “She betrayed the funniest person in this house.” I stared at him. “…Funniest?” “Yes.” “Funny-looking too.” I gasped. “You’re unbelievably rude.”

Damian regarded me closely “How do you feel?” “Horrible.” He watched me a moment longer. “Cause and effect.” “I really love you but that’s making me want to hit you with a spoon.” Surprise flashed in his eyes. “Keep your kinky dominatrix shit in your bedroom, all right?” Savio said a bit too loudly. “Can you tone it down?” Ellie muttered. Savio grinned. “What? Don’t tell me you’ve got a headache?” This time he spoke even louder. “Don’t we get any breakfast?” Adam asked after a moment.

And when he said the last words… something about her getting lucky to be invited as a slut, I couldn't stop the giggle that escaped me. I tried all I could to keep it down though, I was careful enough to leave the sound for my ears alone. But when he said the next words that criticized Damian himself for his weird choices in women, I couldn't keep my laughter down as much as I did the first. It came out louder and I didn't bother fidgeting on spilled milk. I laughed because everything he said was funny, if anyone had an issue with that, they might as well face me. Preferably, I'd rather it was Elena or her lapdog, Gabriella.