A game of Angels and Devils [A daminette fanfic]

why god why

PS.I know the video above is random but I love jayrose soooooo.....

Adrien

Adrien

That name left a bitter taste in Marinette's mouth.

Her former crush, one of the people who drove her out of paris, out of France.

FUCK out of the continent.

And here he was making his way towards the table eyeing her up and down.

"Hello ladies and gentlemen, I was wondering if I may chat with Marinette for a moment" Adrien said putting on a charming smile.

:/

Jon could sense something was wrong.

The second that blond boy walked to the table Marinette heart beated faster. And that smile, to fake, to forced, to practiced, slightly creepy if ya asked him.

And the way he looked at marinette just disgusted him. That and the clear sense of authority that clearly radiated of of him.

The beau-..... Chloe. Chloe also clearly had a distaste for him.

Marinette drew herself away from the boy, ever so slightly hiding behind damain.

Damain being the assasin/bat child he is sensed this and pulled the bluenette closer, yes she could take care of herself but something in him told his to shield her from whatever was coming.

"No thank you Adrien, I'd rather stay here"

The smile fell from the blonde boy,now identified as adrien's face.

"It would just be a second Marinette,relly come on"

He leaned over to grab her arm but Jenna grabbed his

Well shit.