*Jen's pov*
My eyes are feeling heavy, lifting them up is like lifting up a mountain.
And for some unknown reasons, my brain is heavy too. I can feel the soft cushions under me, the feeling is warm. A fresh, nice breeze hits my face as I inhale a very very familiar , sweet and addictive scent.
The surrounding is so fresh and fine , only thing which is irritating me is the headache and my heavy eyes.
I slowly open them, to realize I'm laying down on bed. The fresh air coming from air conditioner is hitting my face periodically. The silence filled in this room is sweet one, but most unexpected of this - I see Damain laying beside me , his face is facing mine. I'm not making any movement rather than blinking my eyes.
And now the feeling of fresh surroundings have converted into a jolt of shock with my body having chills down to the spin from the top itself. I don't know how this happened and I don't even want to know what happened last night.
All I can remember is talking to Damain while sitting on the bar's seat.
The thoughts are interrupted as I hear a light groan followed with a relaxed sigh - Damian is waking up. What should I do? I'm too shocked and tired to get out of the bed.
But who put me in here in the first place? Why would Damian put me in same bed as him?
The questions surrounds my mind utnil I see his eyes opening slowly. The first thing he sees in the morning - my eyes - as he's facing me , my embarrassment is from infinity and beyond.
I look directly into his eyes, he does the same - until his soft looking lips smiles at me - giving me a sign that he is the culprit why I'm in this situation right now.
A voice of rattling comes from somewhere , as aroma of dark coffee fills the building, and me? I just want to sink in the bed - or run away from this embarrassing, intimidating situation.
"How are you feeling?" Finally the awkward silence is broken by him. His lips still in a smile, his eyes looking into mine. I close my eyes, to calm myself.
"Are you alright?" Again, his manly voice with those little morning cracks in it - speaks toward me.
"I'm good" is all comes out from my mouth with a heavy brain. The effect he have on me is too much that for a second I forgot that I am suffering from headache. But after speaking , I also realised my mouth is dry.
He smiles to himself, like he's remembering an old joke. His stretches his neck as his jawline appears and my heart starts to burn again
He should know that stuff like this isn't allowed when a girl like me is laying beside him!
"Last night was amazing" he chuckles to himself only to give me more and more tension. Please god, I wish that I didn't do anything stupid.
"I see, I am happy you enjoyed" I say each word, very carefully so indirectly It seems like I wanna know what happened last night, becuase I'm too ashamed to ask it straight.
"Oh well, only if you knew" he says light
"I knew what?"
"You wanna know , fierce cat?"
That name! Damn him!
Oh well, he's demon himself. What an irony.
I physically gulp and I know that he can hear my fear.
"What happened last night Damian?" I finally collect enough strength to ask him this and he looks at me with those intimidating green eyes of him for a while , and turns to the bed table to grab his phone.
"Telling is boring, you see by yourself what's hidden inside a cat''
And by his wordings, I can tell I did something very very wrong that he made a whole video about it!
And then the video starts, and what I see - is making me die at this moment itself.
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The Demon's Love✓
FantasyThe demon - he only liked one thing shedding blood of people, enjoying to make them suffer. Enjoying to see them dead but until he meet this girl. So love can even change a demon? Impossible right? _____________________________ "do you ever wonder w...