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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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The coy girl- Part 1

"Who spoke about you saying anything. Digging your own spot and sitting in there later. How cute," Damien teased her. Leaning forward, he kissed her bare neck which he had full access to with her hair which was tied up completely, "One word and I can tell you fell sick."

"Why should I fall sick for it?" she turned her head in time to have his lips be placed on hers and move against her soft lips. Damien smiled into the kiss. Pulling back he said,

"So you agree you have been eyeing me, mouse," he bit right into her ear and she squeaked in the pleasurable pain, "Playing hard to get are we?" he asked her. Seeing Penny not answer as she only stared back at him, he said, "Shall we test your patience today?" he asked her. 

Her expression and her green eyes that had the lust and need for him suddenly turned one to be of anxiousness. 

Clearing her throat, she asked, "Patience?"