Lilith kept her sharp gaze on Damon, her expression composed but clearly calculating. Despite his blindfold, which hid his eyes, she could tell he was still on guard, refusing to let his defenses slip for even a moment. She had to admit, his sheer shamelessness in faking a love confession was something she hadn't expected.
'What gave him the audacity to try such a ridiculous ploy?'
Lilith suppressed the urge to click her tongue. She had dealt with many suitors, each more polished than the last, but none had been so bold—or so insincere. The fact that he didn't mean a word of his flattery was an unexpected sting to her pride.
'He's just too interesting,' she thought with a faint smile, though irritation simmered beneath her calm exterior.
"Now for your punishment," she said, her tone laced with authority.
"I was going to let you go if you confessed, but seeing how you didn't, I have no choice but to punish you."