Desperation

 He smiled and then returned his gaze to the guests "Help yourselves with whatever, I and my lovely wife will call it a night." He announced as he took her hands and stood up, ready to exit the premises. 

 She stole an edgy glance at Damien before they disappeared from the room, hand in hand with Draco. She maintained her gaze on his broad shoulders as they moved past the splattered bloody pieces bathing the floor. 

 As they walked down the hall, she felt a sense of relief being out of Damien's sight. They arrived at their room in silence, unspoken words hanging in the air. 

 "You have nothing to feel guilty about." He whispered from behind her as he stripped out of his clothes, ready to take a bath.

 "Onyx or Damien?" She queried as she turned to meet him and then helped him undo his buttons, each button undone revealed a glimpse of his chiseled body.