Damon grinned as he admired his work. Dead bodies surrounded him, blood spattered everywhere. It was art to him and he loved it.
He pulled down his sleeves, covering his tattoos to make himself look like the perfect man he portrayed himself to be.
He acted so casual about it all that it was scary. He sighed slightly annoyed when he noticed his shoes were scuffed. He had kicked a few of them way to hard.
He left the building, leaving behind the bodies , leaving the happiness he felt killing them. He entered the real world again.
The reality set in, why he was actually here.When he left, he wished none of it was true but it seemed he was wrong.
He now knew who had Clara kidnapped.
But he was certain that they were working with others so they were alive for now.He knew Clara didn't like to be portrayed as weak so he was doing the surveillance himself now he knew. He had set up hidden cameras and attached a tracking device which also allowed him to listen to conversations to their house keys the other night whilst they were out. He would now know wherever they go and whoever they speak to.
He didn't know whether it was a good or bad thing that whoever drugged Clara wasn't linked to the kidnapping.
The drugging was not to kidnap her but whoever drugged her was still out there.
He knew it was time to go back home.
So several hours later he arrived back home. He decided he wanted to spend some time with Clara only when he called her she was too tired to see him so he decided to spend some time with his family.
"I'm home" he called when he entered.
"I thought you moved out" Mason said rolling his eyes . He was passing by as Damon entered.
"Clearly I'm only here to see my favourite sibling" Damon said
"To bad she's all grown up now" Mason stated.
"Don't. We missed most of her life. I don't need a reminder " Damon said.
"That's not what I meant. Our dear sister is entering the stage where she's embarrassed to be around us" Mason said.
"Maybe it's just you. You do have that affect on people. My sister would never distance herself from me" Damon said and walked off to find Emilia. Of course Mason followed wanted to see Damon be proven wrong.
"She's outside, apparently she has no privacy in the house" Mason stated before Damon went upstairs.
"Of course she has privacy. What's happened to make her think that" Damon said.
"Well downstairs she has Matteo and Dante who kept interrupting her and in her room, dad still has the door open a few inches rule and I kept checking in with her" Mason admitted.
"Why? What happened?"
"She's with Antonio, we embarrass her apparently" Mason said.
"We have plenty of rooms in the house, she shouldn't feel the need to go outside " Damon said glaring at mason.
"Dad pointed that out to her but it is a warm day and I believe she likes it outside" Mason said.
Damon rolled his eyes and went out to the back.
Mason of course followed still.
Damon had started off the day killing people and now mid afternoon he wanted nothing more than to go back to this morning. Anything was better than this, in his opinion
At the seating area outside , he found his sister and Antonio kissing.
"Leave them" Damon muttered when he saw Mason about to break it up, Damon was done with today and so he walked back inside making sure he brought Mason with him.
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Demon
General FictionDamon was a cold hearted businessman who ran the Mafia with no emotion. He killed for fun and took pleasure in watching people die at his hands. He was sadistic and didn't show anyone mercy....he made an exception for her. He hates her with a passio...