Angel and Demon, Princess and Prince, Slave and Master (FINISHED)

Attractions

I dedicate this to PerferctMistake333 because she helped me a lot with my writer's block and I'm back on track :D So I just want to sat thanks...

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When I awoke I was greeted with Damon hovering over me. I yelled out of surprise and accidentally punched him in the face. Oops. Bad habit hehe.

"Owww" he groaned "What on earth was that for?" he asked.

"Well, you scared the shit out of me and I freaked out and therefore punched you. Sorry, it's a bad habit of mine" I said that last part with a nervous giggle.

"Whatever… come on you're getting out of here today" he announced. I swung my feet over to one side of the bed and quickly jumped off. My legs were numb from not using them for so long so they gave up on me. I closed my eyes ready for the pain but it never came. I hesitantly opened my eyes to see Damon holding me up.

"Be careful. You don't want to spend another week here do you?" I shook my head no.

"Oh and you are no longer required to sleep in my chambers, so you will have your own room" he stated. I was kinda glad that I got to sleep away from him with the other slaves. Now I won't have to worry about him raping me anymore, even though I don't have much to lose. He grabbed me by the upper arm and led me down the impossibly long hallways. We passed the slave quarters but Master didn't seem to notice.

"Excuse me Master, but we just passed the slave quarters."

"I know" was his answer. I just looked at him puzzled. We kept walking until he stopped in the hallway of the bedrooms. He walked towards the door beside his and opened it.

"The guest bedroom sir?" I asked.

"Yes, now get cleaned up. There are some clothes in the closet, if you need anything call me" and with that he walked into his own room. I then walked into the room that Damon told was mine. It was beautiful! The walls were a dark shade of purple with yellow stars here and there. In the center was a queen bed with light purple sheets. A wooden desk and chair was placed on the right hand wall under a huge window which had yellow curtains. The floor was a dark wood with a yellow rug under the bed area. In the room were four doors… Wow! One was a huge bathroom made entirely of marble, another was a walk in closet  with so many clothes. The other one leads to Damon's roll and the one with french doors would be the balcony. It looked more like a teen girl room then a casual guest bedroom. I undressed and went to the bathroom. I turned on the water and waited a bit for it to warm up before stepping in. *Sigh* The heat felt so good on my aching bones. But I couldn't stay in there forever, even though I wish I could… I grabbed a towel from the metal rack and rapped it securly around me and walked into the closet. I picked out some jean shorts and a black T- shirt that says: "Come do the dark side… we have cookies!" with an adorable monster holding a fresh batch of cookies. CUTE! Now that I think of it, we didn't finish our 20 questions game. He knows so much about me but I know nothing, rien, nada! I left my room slowly and walked towards his door. I hesitantly brought my hand to the door, ready to knock. But I pulled back, unsure of how he would react. I mean a slave comes into his room to play a game. That dosen't sound… normal. Anyways I made my decision. I knocked on the door.

"Come in." he answered. I took a deep breath and walked in.

"Master?" I scanned across the room but he was nowhere in sight.

"Yes?" he came out of the bathroom with only a white towel hanging dangerously low on his hips. Little beads of water droplets decorated his black hair. He had a six pack and I was pratically drooling all over him.

"Didn't anyone tell you that it's rude to stare?" he asked with an amused tone. I felt my cheeks getting red as I quickly turned my gaze to the floor.

"S-sorry Master" I mumbled, God! I couldn't even talk right. Pull yourself together Angela. He's your enemy, you're not supposed to fall in love with him. Great now I'm talking to myself too. He walked towards me, still half naked. He gently grabbed my chin with his thumb and index finger and lifted it up so I was facing him. Our eyes locked on for what felt like forever. Suddenly he pulled me towards him. His lips ready to meet mine but was I?

"Master!" I tried to stop him.

"Shhh, don't call me that."

"What?"

"Call me by my name."

"NO! Master stop!" He finally stopped and pulled away.

"I said call me Damon" he growled. I shook my head and ran out of his room and into my own. I promised that I would never fall in love again because I'm just going to end up heart broken again.