The Mafia's Addiction
Damon’s voice rang out, chilling the atmosphere instantly as he took several strides forward, his gaze murderous.
He stopped himself, catching the word before it fully left his lips, and instead moved swiftly, his hand gripping Xander’s shoulder with deadly intent as he pushed him back.
The sound that followed the thud was enough to make me realize Damon was angry, but having already annoyed him, I knew better than to intervene.
Xander’s smirk slipped, and he raised his hands in mock surrender. “Relax, Damon. I was just having a bit of fun.”
Xander chuckled, too amused by the growing glint in Damon’s eyes than anything.
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