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"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.

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Young master Damien's pet

"Thank you," she said, meaning the two words from the bottom of her heart.

A few months ago, she had been busy catching up with her own life where she had to bring in money to run the house and then to forget the loss of her mother but with Damien entering her life, there was not a single day which was dull. They had started like cat and dogs, or maybe here cat and mouse but things had changed to something so much better that she could fall down the cliff on his word knowing he would have a way to save her.

"What are you thanking me for?" he asked her, touching the tip of her nose back and forth making her laugh.

"What are you doing?" she continued to smile that had him staring at her.

"Making you smile," Damien Quinn, was unpredictable with his mood swings but right now all she received was his warmth and love, "Hmm? Are you crying?" he asked seeing her eyelashes turning wet and her nose red as she tried to hold it back.

Pillow talk- Part 2