Ch. 3 (Lord Damian)

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God, sometimes I hate how stubborn this woman is, but at the same time I love it. I crossed my arms as I walk towards her and she doesn't move. "Back. To. Work." I growled as she rolls her eyes before leaving. I swear, this woman lives to piss me off.
  I sighed, closing my study as I sit down before I turn on my record player. I stand up, walking over to it as I turn it on sighing as I listen to "You broke me first" and I walk back to my desk, sitting down.
  I wish I could love her but I can't, she doesn't understand and she never will. If I love her, I die, if we love each other, we both die. I have to be careful with my father trying to find her. I wish I knew why he wanted her this badly.

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