His Possession

Chapter Forty-Seven

I pushed down the nausea in my stomach and narrowed my eyes at him. "Luca would never let that happen to me. He will kill you. Just wait and see." I found myself hissing in response, narrowing my eyes back onto his widened ones.

"Are you sure about that, Principess? How do you even know for sure that he cares about you?" His words dug into my heart but I tried to ignore it. "How do you know that he's not in search of his new Kitten, this very moment?" I shook my head at him, hearing the door open again and the woman reappear with two plates in her hands. "How are you so sure of all this?" He finished, a smirk playing at his lips.

I sat up straighter and snarled at him, "I know he loves me. You don't know anything about love, all you know about is killing, money, and power. That's all you want. You don't understand anything else, which is why you're going to die." I spat at him in a fury, watching him stand up in rage.

His chest heaved and I was shocked at his reaction. Only a moment ago he was calm and collected, now he was ready to kill me. Good. I thought. This was working. All I needed to do is make him more mad, avert his attention and then I could act.

I twiddled my hair lazily and averted my eyes from him, "You're going to die, that's right, you heard me. Your fat oversized ego is going to be the death of you." I said before he could say anything, watching his fists clench at his sides. "I can't wait to watch you die." I hissed finally and looked back up at him.

His eyes very blazing with anger and his chest rose and fell quickly. His brows were pulled down in a vicious manner and he looked like he was ready to kill me. I went to stand up and grab my knife while he was so flustered, but I felt two large hands wrap underneath my armpits, pinning my arms behind my back.

"What the fuck!" I cried out and struggled in Jacob's grip. I knew it was him, as he was the only one strong enough and quick enough to judge my movements. The woman quickly stepped away from us and rushed back inside as quickly as she came out.

Damon stepped closer to me, his eyes focused on me intently. "I think I've heard enough of your little tantrum. If you're not willing to sit down and be collected, you will go back to your cell and you won't eat for days." He threatened and I swallowed harshly, feeling the strain Jacob was putting on my arms.

I wasn't done my tantrum though, I needed to rethink this. I was going to stab him, but now that I thought about this more, I would still have to face Jacob, who would most certainly kill me in response. I raced through my thoughts, smiling when I thought of something. I was going to drug him. Plan B, I thought in my head. He was already mad, which helped me a lot. His thoughts were probably erratic right now, which would make things easier since he wasn't so focused.

"I think I actually want to kill you myself. I want to watch the light leave your eyes and that disgusting smirk to disappear as I end your life." Damon let out a snarl at my words and grabbed onto my arm, ripping me away from Jacob and pinning me against the table.

"Inside, Jacob, now." He turned his head towards Jacob who nodded and disappeared into the house, leaving me alone with Damon. I held back a smirk, knowing my new plan would most certainly work now.

Damon tightened his grip on me and leaned closer to me, pressing his hips against mine and perfectly immobilizing me. It was very hard to hide the smirk in my mind, as I wanted to watch him die right now. But I needed to be smart. "I will kill you." He hissed in my face, making me cringe back slightly.

I quickly put my plan into step two and wiped my face clear, painting on a look of fake fear instead now. "Please.. Damon I'm sorry. Don't kill me. I will be good now." I tried to muster up as much fear as I could, not wanting to give away my plan.

Damon smiled at my words and his hand went up to my hair. I cringed back and felt myself slip from his grip. I landed on my fours and sobbed into the ground. "Please. I'm sorry." I fake cried really well, hearing him step closer to me.

I carefully reached into my bra, finding the small pouch of powder, making sure that I didn't make it obvious.

"Get up, now." He ordered and I froze, tucking it between my palms. I didn't move though, attempting to seem terrified. "You act so tough, but when it comes time to doing something, you don't. Isn't that cute?" His hands hauled me up and pinned me against the table again.

I placed my palms behind me and started working on the knot with my one hand, finding it and beginning to untie it slowly. I looked up at him through teary lashes, "I'm sorry.. I'm just so confused right now." I played it off casually, looking up at him with my widened eyes.

His brows shot up in confusion, signalling for me to continue. I opened my mouth slowly and responded. "I don't want to die.. and I've been faking this for too long." I tried to speak softly, almost letting out a squeak when I nearly dropped the pouch. "I don't love Luca. He's a monster." I suddenly spat out and watched Damon's jaw slack open. "I haven't stopped thinking about you since that ball. You're all I want. Luca is a monster and I hate him. I only pretended to love him so I could survive." The words were false, but they still hurt to say.

Damon's eyes widened and his lips carved into a smirk. "Well isn't this interesting..." He trailed off and he started to move away from me but I used my free hand to grab onto the back of his neck and yank him towards me before he could catch what I was doing behind my back.

His lips crashed against mine and I poured the powder into his tea, swirling it around with my finger. Damon's hands found my waist and he yanked me closer to his body. I held back a shudder and tried to make the kiss as natural as possible, but it was hard. His breath tasted like wine and he shoved his tongue into my mouth, wrestling with my own.

I pulled my finger out of the cup and trailed it up his front, feeling his chest. I felt him slowly break the kiss and look down at me. His tongue darted out and he licked his lips before speaking, "This is an interesting turn of events..." He finished his sentence and let out a chuckle. "I never knew.." He seemed to be a little bit speechless.

"Don't fight it. I told you, I don't love Luca. I was only pretending. You caught my eye that night, and I haven't stopped thinking about you. I need Luca to think I still love him, how else would he get that cash to you?" I smirked and licked my own lips, watching his eyes raise up in surprise and him flash his teeth at me.

"You are naughty, aren't you?" He laughed and stepped away from me, leaving me some space to breath. He sauntered back over to his chair and gestured for me to sit down again, which I obliged. "We should probably talk about this right, Principessa?" His lips curled into a smirk and I sent him a bright smile and nodded.

Perfect. This was working. I thought carefully and sat back down, looking down at the pile of food in front of me. "I have to say, I'm a bit confused." He shook his head and let out a low chuckle from his throat.

I opened my mouth to respond but he picked up his cup of tea, looking down at it slightly. I began to feel myself panic and quickly speak up, "We can talk about anything you want..." I trailed off slowly and watched his eyes narrow down at his cup.

My heart fluttered when his firm eyes looked back up to mine. "You little bitch." He suddenly hissed and I found myself letting out a small cry and diving out of my chair as he lunged at me. "You little slut!" He grasped onto my ankle and pulled me to the ground, forcing a cry to come from my opened mouth. "You seduce me and then try and drug me with some fucking pain killers?" He cried and mounted me, his knees on either side of me and his hands beside me head.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" I tried to reason with him, but the confidence soon left my body when his eyes narrowed at me and he snarled.

"You think you can fool me? You think I actually bought any of that? Was that your plan the entire time, to seduce me and then try and kill me with four fucking pain killers in my tea?" He laughed out at the last part, his hand trailing up to my cheek. "I'm not as stupid as you think, Pimpi." He gritted and hovered above me.

I stilled instantly and felt the tears rush up to my eyes. Fuck! I cursed to myself and let out a sharp cry and his fingers pinched at my cheeks painfully.

"You're going to get it now, Pimpi." He growled and I watched as a wicked smirk pulled onto his lips.