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My Hatred, My Soulmate 9. Resort To This
Damon's POVI am left at a stagnant spot on the chair as I look up at the lady speaking harshly towards the man who is supposed to be my father with all the boldness and confidence that I have never seen in my life.I know I have admitted that she looks extremely pretty revealing a little bit of her vampire side, that particular trait that her father has possessed all these years but seeing her talk this way is stirring up some strange and annoyed feelings deep down within me that make me clench my fist tight as I continue to look at her feeling my wolf threatening to bust out soon in a few minutes.I don't know how I stand up and take hold of her shoulder, swinging her around to face me as I glare hard at her, pointing at her with a warning tone."First of all, you should mind the way you talk to my father, and second of all, mind the way you talk about me. I am not your mate.""You aren't. You are the most disgusting piece of trash I have ever seen in my life and the most infuriatin
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Serena's POV "So now that you have successfully disgraced this family and dragged our name to the mud, what do you have to say for yourself?" I remain silent, gazing at the ground and blinking my eyelids rapidly trying to contain the heavy palpitation of my heart as dad's frightening voice, reaches into my ears, sending tremors through my spine. The good goddess, knows that I don't really want it to get to this but he is not leaving me any choice at this moment and he is making it so hard right now for me to catch my breath with the dangerous dark aura I am feeling from him. I take a deep breath and remain silent, still gazing at the ground because I know it is a very wrong move to say anything while he is still angry and trying to trash a situation probably about a mistake being made. He is pacing all over the entire large sitting room with my mom following him up and down as though trying to calm him down but he is evading her advances. "I seriously do not know what to do with
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Serena's POV I jerk up on the bed, sharply to the loud sound of the most annoying object I detest with every fabric of my being and the moment I look to my left to see the screaming, bedside alarm beside me, I heave a sigh of relief and shake my head, slumping back against the bed. I close my eyes and rake my fingers through my hair, rubbing my palm against my forehead as I try to ease this light headache I am feeling due to the extent at which I was taken by surprise. Jeez. For the goddess sake, my heart is thumping so fucking fast!! I was startled. I shake my head and slowly open my eyes to look at the ceiling, reminiscing about what I had just experienced. I just had the most frightening dream I can ever imagine in my life. I am praying to the good goddess that it is not true. I'm going to ensure that this stupid dream never comes to reality never even in million years. I had the most terrifying dream that I got married to Damon, my fucking nemesis!!!I slap my palm again
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Damon's POV I watch as she instantly stops directly at the bottom of the staircase and it makes me smile.She hesitates for a little while without moving a single bone in her body before shaking her head and slowly turning around to look at me with annoyance evident in her eyes. I smirk and wink at her and notice her face turn beet red. Her pupils are literally screaming the words 'fuck you' to me and it kind of gets me so hyper excited my internal organs are going crazy. Why the hell am I feeling so erratic and hard because of her actions? Good goddess, this is just so crazy and I feel like I'm going insane. This is strange. I want to feel more of that so I guess I just have to keep pestering and getting her angry in any way I can.She looks like she is about to walk over to me and give me a heavy, dirty, slap. But then at the same time she knows she cannot do that because she might annoy the very one person capable of giving her what she wants right now. I'm not going to argue
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