Damon's Possession (Dark Romance Book#3)

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Staring at the mirror her eyes started to get glossy when she took her frame in check. Her neck and shoulders were full of gruesome hickeys and bite marks...

She felt disgusted...

She knew whatever Damon's doing it's all because of her father's lies but still do she deserves all of this... And the answer is the same...

No. She doesn't. It's not her fault to be born in that house with that so-called man named as her father. It's not her fault to not able to see the world outside. To not know how to fight. How to handle this absurd torture of his...

It's not her fault that her father once again used her as a pawn and sold her to this monster just because he wants to save himself...

Closing her eyes she let the salty drops of tears fell on her pale cheeks. What she can even do except to cry on her fate... Runaway. Escape...

One sad chuckle left from her lips thinking about escape. It's not some kind of joke to run away from a Mafia king and that be the one whose taking revenge from you...

Moreover, where will she go? Her house which she used to think as hers only belonged to her father. It was and it is only his and no one else's... try to find some other place. It will be only an idiotic act if she thought of fooling around on the road when she already knows that there is another monster who is beyond worst than Damon... Jack...

He will never let any kind of opportunity to cage her go... She knew either her fate is to serve this demon and kept on enduring his torture... Or to wait for him to kill her...

Wiping her tears away she splashed the water on her pale face and applied an ointment on her bruised like hickeys... She wore black high-end baggy sweater fully covering her neck with black jeans and brown shoes...

Pinning her hair in a messy bun she walked out of the bathroom and a surprising shriek left from her lips witnessing an emotionless man standing in front of her...

Max: Hello Mrs Knight. I am Maxwell your husband's second in command...

Luciana didn't know what to do so she nodded her head taking a step back in fear gulping down staring at the bulky man who was staring at her with nothing. His face was blank and his eyes held no emotion...

He's scary... She thought and clutched her sweater in fear while Maxwell held the urge to roll his eyes at the scared girl. Maxwell knew she's afraid but thinking her as Liliana the famous businesswoman... It's hard to believe that she's afraid of him...

Shaking his thoughts away he continued his words which caught her attention...

Maxwell: I am here to take you...

Hearing his words her eyes slightly widened as her body froze in her place. Take where.. To altar... She thought as her body slightly started to tremble at the thought of her death...

Maxwell was shocked to see her so much scared... What did Damon do to make her this much frighten... Clearing his throat he stated politely trying to calm her...

Max: Relax. I don't know what your thinking but Damon gave me permission that I can take you to the mansion's garden...

Her muscles relaxed a bit hearing his word... Gulping down her saliva she for the first time opened her mouth...

Lucy: Why...

Max: Nothing special... From the day you came here, you didn't go anywhere and Dr. Ken suggested Damon to let you out as you need some fresh air and new environment for your health...

He explained her blankly but politely trying his best to not scare her. He was still in a daze trying to understand what the hell Damon did to make her this much scared. Ignoring his curiosity he motioned her to follow him...

Luciana didn't know what to do. She never really went out except the day she tried to escape her father's house. But that day she got caught by Jack just when she crossed one street...

Her father's house was situated in almost barren land... There was no greenery, it was a deserted area and then she understood that the chances of escaping were less than last...

Following him like a scared shivering kitten she kept quiet and silently followed his steps... Maxwell sighed out trying to understand who this woman really is.. Then one thought hit him.. What if she really is Liliana's sister...

He didn't know what to think right now or what to believe. Shaking his disturbing thoughts he unlocked the door of the garden. It wasn't easy to make Damon agree on letting her go outside...

But as the garden was situated in the backyard. He easily gave the permission as there wasn't any threat of her trying to escape.

As soon as they reached the garden. Luciana's jaw dropped down and eyes slightly enlarged witnessing a beautiful. Clean and colourful garden... It was like she entered a garden which used she used to read on her fairy tale books...

Luciana was homeschooled and her teacher was one of her father's mistress but to her luck, the woman was not only beautiful from outside but was a fairy from inside... She used to treat Luciana just like her daughter...

Luciana always had a beautiful time with her. But when she passed her 12th grade. That woman disappeared as her father had another mistress. Luciana still remembered how that woman gave her a last motherly forehead kiss...

After her disappearance, Luciana only left with Liliana who used to shower her with love... Otherwise, there was only her father's torture... That woman used to tell her the stories of a fairy tale she even once described the beauty of the garden where Prince met the princess for the first time...

And now seeing the garden Luciana seems to think again it was almost like the description of that garden came right in front of her in a practice figure...

Maxwell: You can look and walk around as much as you want I will standing near the exit door... When you will be done just come there...

Slightly bowing at her Maxwell left the garden and stood on the place he stated... While Luciana again stared at the garden with parted lips and disbelief holding in her beautiful orbs...

She looked around and carefully stepped on the green fresh grass which was a little wet as the weather was slightly cold... Looking around she carefully went to the beautiful row of flowers which were dancing on the rhythm of refreshing breeze...

She carefully touched the flower of white colour. It was the first colour that caught her eyes... There was every kind of leaves. Flower. And some of the trees... But the way they were arranged and gardened was enchanting for one's eyes...

A small gasp left from her lips when her eyes met with a beautiful blue flower. She never in million years thought that blue roses exist... She touched the flower with so much care like she was afraid of it getting hurt...

Caressing the flower last time she looked all over the garden... No one was there so she carefully took off her shoes.. It was easier as she wasn't wearing any socks...

She let her pale feet to meet the wet but refreshing grass... Closing her eyes a small smile appeared on her lips as she felt beyond relaxed... She lightly hugged her arms as her eyes started to get teary...

She never thought that she ever will be able to witness something so beautiful in her whole life... The beauty was beyond words. The colours were beyond imagination and the cold but refreshing wind that was brushing her pale cheeks was beyond relaxing...

But when the realisation hit her that it was only for some time and when that demon once again appears in front of her face. He will snatch every happiness form her. Every peace will again blow up once he decided to torture her...

But again shaking her head she decided to enjoy this moment as she already knows that pain is written in her pitiful fate... But what is wrong with enjoying a small moment of relaxation if God has decided to grant her...

But little did she know someone was there all the time watching her every move with his hawk eyes. He was confused. Beyond shook. Astonished and in a daze... He didn't know what to believe anymore...

Damon: What are you. Or should I say who are you wifey...

He said sighing heavily. He still remembered his brothers words when he gave flowers to Liliana... Then why this girl behaving completely different from what he expected...

There is something wrong. If she really isn't Liliana then how will he be able to forgive himself. He never in whole life even touched an innocent then harming is a far thing...

But right now he was afraid. He was scared of what if she's innocent and all this time he was punishing an innocent soul... Shaking his head a chuckle left to form his lips as he witnessed her looking around and taking her shoes off...

Witnessing her small smile. He felt his heartbeat accelerating while an urge to hold her in his arms in order to warm her cold essence raised in him... He had no idea why but watching a tear escaping from her eye he felt a pang in his chest.

Damon: Such a cry baby...

My cry baby... He unconsciously thought as his eyes were fixed on her relaxed expressions and beautiful sad smile... Extending his hand he caressed her head from a distance even though his hand can't reach her but still he wanted to do that...

He wanted to soothe her. To kiss her forehead. To hug her. But No, he can't and how can he expect her to be calm in his arms when he's nothing but a monster. A beast to her...

Damon: Ask Maxwell to do as I said yesterday... I want every detail and that be a true one...

His man nodded saying yes to him and dashed to Maxwell to convey the message... He stared at the girl for some quality time and then sighed...

Damon: Something is not right because my princess is liking these flowers too much while Liliana hates them as she's allergic from white flowers...

Believe me. Save me. Love me. That was the things she wished but how fate played her by granting absolutely opposite.

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