Chapter 112: Part 1

[Note: Was not doing well in health for the last two days. Friday and Saturday are off days for an update but as I missed Wednesday and Thursday, will be uploading chapters ^.^ Will post another part in the coming hours]

Penny walked to the bed, turning herself to sit on the edge of the bed whilst recollected what her uncle and aunt had said to her. To think that she had no relatives on whom she could put her trust, only made her life much lonely and sad. With her father who had disappeared and her mother who had died, there was no one in her life anymore. Damien, who had been looking at Penny since they arrived, found her looking dazed in front of him. Her eyes not looking at anything in particular but as if she was lost.

Her nose had turned red which made him ask,

"Are you alright?" Damien knew that apart from the relatives she had just met, there was no one else that Penny could call as relatives. She was alone which made Damien wonder if he should feel sorry or happy about it.

"I will be okay," said Penny. Taking in a deep breath before releasing it.

"People like them are not worth keeping next to you. A lot of people make the mistake of forgiving, but one should keep in mind; why the mistake was committed. Was it not thought out before committing something they were not supposed to do? Which is why we are here now," he took his coat off, hanging it on the stand.

"It is easier said than done."

"True," he nodded his head, "It is that the important things are the most difficult to make decisions on. You draw the line when it is needed, else they will only misuse you. Though I must say, I didn't miss that satisfactory look on your eyes after you saw your uncle's hand. Did you want me to do something more?" he asked her to which she shook her head.

"I am angry with what they have done."

'And I am happy for what they have done', thought Damien to himself, his eyes observing her every movement, starting from her mouth that parted and closed, her eyes shifting from the front to her right where he stood, eyes lashes flickering and the gentle breath she took in to only release it back.

"It might take a little more time to sink in before I go beat them with a used pan," after Penny uttered those words, it made Damien chuckle, bringing up his hand as he continued to laugh.

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"Oh, well, little mouse. And as delectable you are with a real treat, unfortunately, I cannot have you yet," Penny's cheeks turned red due to this.

"W-what...?"

"You didn't think that I would buy a slave and not have more than a sip from her now, did you?" Damien tipped his chin, his dark red eyes curiously looking at the way she failed to gather a quick response to his sudden attack. Before she could say anything he said, "Go, ask Falcon to get me a cup of blood tea. Actually, make it two."

Penny remembered what Damien had said earlier about how himself, on how using his ability needed him to replenish back the blood to his body.

"Go on, quick. This master of yours will be sitting right here, waiting for you," Damien went to sit next to her and she stood up. He waved his hand for her to start moving with his eyes closed as if he were tired of the quick journey they had. Hearing the footsteps fade away from the room to go outside, he finally opened his eyes with an expression of seriousness in it.

As much as Damien Quinn was considered to be an eccentric man who did things on his own terms in the public's eyes, he was a man who knew the depth of the emotions when it came to humans, as well as vampires. People in the council usually strayed clear of the man due to his shrewd eyes, blunt words that he didn't hold back and also for his lineage.

There were a few humans who were ignorant when it came to knowing about the difference between the vampires and the pureblooded vampires. And very few knew about the existence of the generation but they were usually the higher class humans in the society who often came across the pureblooded vampires.

There were a few things Damien could tolerate, things that didn't matter to him directly, but when someone made a point to hurt, damage and soil things or people whom he cared for, he would take his own time to destroy them.

He had seen Penny long ago when he had accompanied one of the elite women of the society to the theater when his eyes had fallen on the green-eyed girl. There was nothing green about her in the play though. Her part had been not much but it was enough to have him mesmerized. Her movements were elegant, her speech clear and her voice that seemed to have been calling him in his unconscious state. The next week he had come to look at her did he notice that she wasn't there on the stage. Upon inquiry, he found out that she had stopped coming without a single word to the theater people.

No one knew where she came from as the address she had told she came from was wrong. She had lied about it which made him wonder what mystery the girl with the cloak had, as she had hidden details regarding her. If it weren't for the people in the theater who had worked with her, Damien was sure he would have believed the girl was a phantom from his figment dreams.

But Damien didn't believe in the concept of love at first sight. It was something the humans used and they were quite ridiculous in his eyes. At least most of them were. Humans spent their time chasing the other to only disappoint or be disappointed with the meager concept. But, there was always a but, one could have exceptions when it came to opinions, thought Damien to himself.

That exception came when he found Penelope with her hands bound in the black market.

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