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Young master Damien's pet

"Who touched you?" he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn't answer, his voice thundered in the room, "WHO?" The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, "Sir, it was Mr. Reverale," Damien's face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind. "Bring the man here." "N-now?" stuttered the butler. It was the time of night. Damien who hadn't broken his eye contact with the girl in front of him, pushed his hand against the wall which now rested beside his beautiful girl's head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his Master's eyes, "Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?" Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes. "Damien, are we having a late tea party?" Mr. Reverale came to greet but the master of the house had other plans. Spotting the knife that was stuck to the apple on the table, he reached for it to pull it out. Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain. "No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her," sighed Damien as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings. Meet Damien Quinn, a pureblooded vampire who is a complete narcissist, brash with his words and stingy even though he is rich who haggled when he bought a slave from the black market. On the other hand, meet Penelope who believes she is a 'guest' for a few days at the Quinn as she is intent on escaping from the odd vampire who needs therapy. ~ Discord: https://discord.gg/K63uVqN

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Portraits- Part 2

She took her time in the washroom, taking in a deep breath before releasing it. Penny should have known things would be awkward and it would have been if both Elliot and Sylvia hadn't accompanied her. Some of the folks in the drawing-room where the card game was going on, she could feel them looking at her as if she were an insect. Even though Lady Helen had not joined them today, it hadn't stopped Mrs. Raver in joining them for lunch and the game. 

Her hands were on either side of the basin with her back facing the mirror. 

After what happened last time, Penny didn't want to draw more attention to her which would not only cause her trouble but also cause trouble to Damien. 

The maid had left the door who had helped her reach the powder room. Turning back around she looked at her own reflection. Leaning close to the mirror to check if her eyes were alright and there was no hint of her being part of the black witch family.