Damien takes a deep breath and clenches his fists. “Oh, so you do want to go home then?” his tone has lost some of its playful teasing and his eyes are just stern from anger.
He steps in closer to her. “Well, what if I told you that you are not going home right now?” he speaks in a firm and cold tone.
butterflys goes to her stomach, she loves when he talks like that but she's not going to show that.
"Then... Wehere am I going?"
Damien bites his bottom lip and looks at her. There’s now no teasing in his tone just authority and control. “My place…that’s where you’re going” he says and steps even closer to her, looking down at her.
He runs his fingers through her hair and pulls it back behind her head. His other arm is wrapped around her waist, he pulls her even closer towards him.
Bugün de böyle 💙
"Who knows?
Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world"
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❤️🔥
You cry for mercy,
When you think you've lost your way,
You drift alone, if all your hope is gone
So find the strength and you will see
You control, your destiny,