Chapter 49

Chapter 2

He stared at the cold, dark sky. A bottle of whiskey in his hands, taking huge gulps, believing he could drown all his sorrows away. A few nights are always like this, these nights he remembered his grandmother and younger sister. He couldn't believe how happy his life once was, now how sad and pitiful it is now.

_Alone, with no one to talk to. With a job that requires him to protect the son of the bastard that tore away his happiness._

But he knows he'll get the last laugh. Vengeance will be his, and it's going to be the sweetest thing he's ever tasted.

With one last chug of whiskey, he throws the empty bottle at the back of his car, starts the engine, then heads to the club.

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Lights, music, girls and drinks. Intoxicated air feels Damon's lungs as the strippers at his side continue to torture his neck and chest with kisses. His shirt was completely unbuttoned, revealing his hard chest and toned abs. His friends surrounded him, all were laughing, drinking with girls b