“Open the door, Nymph. Let’s see who you invited to replace me,” he dares. Damon looks dangerous, unhinged, but it’s not fear running through my veins. There’s a certainty locked in place within me that he’d never hurt me. That he’d protect me at all costs. Which just makes this game all the more powerful because I’ve trapped a dragon and forced him to play it with me. When I don’t move toward the door, he smirks. “Good girl.” Then, he opens the door himself.
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