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Song: "Love on the Brain" by Rihanna

I stood in my room, my belongings packed in a few boxes. I only packed personal things like he told me. He said I was going to go shopping there to get new clothes so it wouldn't be such a hassle to pack up everything.

"Are you packed?" My mom asked from the doorway. I turned to her and shrugged.

"Yeah, I guess."

I didn't know what to expect. What was Damien's house like?

"If anything happens, please don't hesitate to call," she said to me as she picked up a couple boxes. I followed as well by picking up some boxes.

"You too. I need to know what happens between Lily and Preston."

We both walked out of my room and down the stairs. Preston and Damien took the boxes from us and put them in the back of the car parked in the driveway. I went back upstairs to get the last box, giving my room one last look before closing the door after me.

When I got back outside, I saw my dad speaking with Damien quietly. His eyes were narrowed at him as he spoke and his arms crossed over his chest.

"Is everything okay?" I asked my mom as I stood next to her.

"Oh you know your father and how over-protective he is."

My mouth formed an 'o' as I nodded my head in understanding. Oh yes, I definitely enjoyed watching my dad get jealous when guys gave my mom so much as a glance.

"Has Lily woken up yet?" I asked Preston who came walking out of the house with a big bag of Doritos in one hand while the other raked through his black hair. I noticed that he had dark circles under his eyes.

He shook his head tiredly as a frown took over his face. "No she hasn't. I'm about to head back over but I wanted to see you off before I go."

A few minutes later Damien and my dad walked back over to us. After saying goodbye to my family and giving them hugs, I got into the passenger seat of the car. Damien said his men would pick us up at the airport where there was a private plane waiting for us.

I wasn't surprised at all. He was the king after all.

He started up the car and pulled out of the driveway and started towards the airport. The airport wasn't too far away and was located in the nearest human city.

The atmosphere in the car fell thick with awkward silence. Instead of saying anything, I just pulled out my phone and started reading. We reached the airport quickly, or reading just made time go quicker. A group of men, who I assumed worked for Damien, unloaded my things and easily loaded it onto the plane.

"Thank you," I said to them as I awkwardly stood by the car. Damien gave them a few orders before we boarded the plane. My eyes widened slightly when I saw how luxurious it was. I took a seat on a large seat next to the window and Damien sat across from me. I looked everywhere but at him even though I could feel his icy eyes staring at me.

I decided to pull out a book from my bag and read. Something that I seemed to do a lot.

"What book are you reading?" I heard the smooth, deep voice of my mate.

I looked up from my book and stared at him for a few seconds. "A book."

Book titles are usually misleading anyways.

I stared a bit longer at him before I finally asked the question that was stuck in my head. "How come you look so young considering that you're like hundreds of years old?"

"I stopped aging so I could find my mate. Obviously it took longer than it should have. Eventually I kind of gave up after years of searching for you. And then–" he cut himself off. A dark look passed over his face and he looked away. I didn't bother to press on even though I was curious to know.

And then what happened?

I went back to my book and read for about an hour or so before I started to get hungry. I glanced up at Damien to see that he was on his phone. I stood up from my seat and moved towards the flight attendant sitting towards the back of the plane. Her face lit up when she saw me.

"Ms. Mason, is there anything you need?" She asked standing up quickly from her seat.

"Yes, actually. What kind of food do you have?"

After picking out a few things, I carried them back to my spot. Damien looked up from his phone and raised one of his dark eyebrows at me. I shrugged my shoulders and started to dig into my food happily.

Time flew by quickly and soon I found myself staring out the window. I stared down at the city in awe as we passed it. The buildings lit up brightly, contrasting against the dark night sky.

"Have you ever been to Florida?" Damien asked. His voice brought me away from the window. I noticed that he wasn't looking out the window as well. In fact, he looked a little bored. Maybe it was because he was used to seeing this because it was his home.

"No," I replied looking back out the window. The plane moved closer to the ground, making the buildings and cars grow bigger. I couldn't help but feel slightly excited . I've always wanted to go to Florida or even any other state on the East Coast just to see what it's like.

When the plane landed, we loaded my stuff into a black SUV. I climbed into the back seat with Damien as the driver started up the car. I watched as we drove away from the airport and passed buildings and palm trees. We made it out onto the highway and soon I started to get bored so I started to read again.

•   •   •

I was pulled away from my book when I felt the car stop. I looked up from the book on my phone and felt my jaw drop.

I really didn't know what to expect. Okay, that's a lie. I expected some dark, creepy castle in the middle of some spooky forest, off in a secluded place. But definitely not what stood in front of me.

I stared out the window at the house before me. While Damien talked to the driver, I climbed out of the car and slung my bag over my shoulder. I walked up the steps, heading to the front door. The outside of the house was contemporary and very luxurious with the large windows and white, gray, and stone siding. It looked very unique and I could immediately tell that it was custom made.

I felt a presence behind me and already knew that it was my mate. My breath hitched as I felt his chest lightly press to my back. He leaned over me, his arm brushing against my shoulder as he pressed a code into the keypad by the door. There was a click and then he opened the door.

I quickly went in so I wouldn't have to deal with his body being so close to mine.

I walked into the foyer and I gaped at it. My old house nice but it was nothing compared to this house.

"Should I take my shoes off?" I asked Damien as I eyed the abstract art that hung on the walls.

"Yes. I'll have someone take your things to your room," he responded.

I nodded my head and took my shoes off before walking out of the foyer and into and open room. A giant window took over one wall, which faced out towards the backyard. Sleek, black couches faced a giant plasma TV hanging on the wall. The inside of the house looked just as luxurious as the outside. It was well decorated.

At the other side of the room was a full modern kitchen.

I could definitely get use to this.

I continued to stare at the kitchen with a bar. It was a dream kitchen, that's for sure.

I walked over to the window and looked out towards the backyard. There was a large patio that had some chairs and a table. There was a hot tub and a large pool with the pool lights on. I grinned.

Good thing I brought my swimsuits.

"Are you hungry?" Damien asked from the kitchen. I turned towards him and raised an eyebrow.

"You cook?"

He shrugged his shoulders before rolling the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows. "A little."

This might be harder than I thought. Of course my mate can cook.

"Well good, because I can't unless of course you count making Ramen as cooking," I stated as I took a seat on a stool at the bar.

I watched as the corner of his mouth twitched up a little, but he didn't smile.

He started pulling things out. He placed a pot with water on the stove and turned it on.

"Do you like baked ziti?"

"Yeah."

"Good."

I watched as he cooked. He didn't look at any recipe and seemed to know exactly what he was doing. I couldn't help but stare as he worked in the kitchen. He looked beyond sexy while doing it. His muscles bulged from under his tight fitting button up shirt which moved as he worked.

Damn.

After putting the dish together, he placed it into the oven and started the timer. He then turned to me and leaned against the counter. "I can show you to your room if you'd like."

I nodded and followed him out of the kitchen and towards the stairs.At the top there was a hallway. He opened up a door and gestured for me to go in. I walked into the room and the smile wouldn't leave my face.

It looked cozy with a large bed sitting against the wall facing a TV.

But what caught my attention was the giant window that faced a balcony. A chair sat facing the window.

"The window can open if you press this button," He told me, handing me a remote. He pointed to a button and I took the remote from him, reminding myself to try it out later.

I turned around to face him still grinning. "Thank you. This room is really nice."

He shrugged his shoulders, "It's no problem."

We stood there staring at each other. I felt locked under his icy gaze. I couldn't help but feel like I was being stripped from under his gaze.

I watched as his jaw clenched as well as his fists. Licking his lips, he looked away swallowing.

"Dinner should be ready soon," he said before turning to leave my room. I walked over to my boxes and started taking things out and putting them away. I didn't want to have to deal with it later.

Once I finished, I left my room after looking around it a bit more.

I went back out into the hallway. I looked at the other end of the hallway. The door at the end was opened. I walked over to it and peeked in. It was dark so I felt around for the light switch. Once I found it, I flipped the light on.

Like the rest of the house, there was a large window, however I was more focused on the large TV. It was bigger than the one in the living room. There were couches facing it and a bar was at the other end of the room. There was a coffee table under the table with many different game consoles with games and controllers surrounding them.

I raised an eyebrow and walked over to it. I picked up some of the games.

The feared werewolf king likes to spend his time playing video games?

I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. I sat the games back down. I turned to leave but my eyes focused on another door that was slightly ajar.

I walked over to it and turned on the light. My eyes widened slightly but before I could step into the room, a voice spoke in my ear causing me to jump.

"You shouldn't be here," the soft voice cause shiver to creep up my spine. His warm breath hit my ear and I felt his hand slowly slide around my waist as his other hand reached for the door knob. He closed the door and turned me to face him.

He kept his hand on my waist and rested his other arm by my head against the door.

"Don't go in there," he growled lowly as he stared at me with such an intensity that had my knees weaken slightly.

"Why not? If you don't want me to go in there, why didn't you say anything to begin with?" I asked him once I found confidence.

He growled again, his eyes hardening as his grip tightened on my waist. I smirked at him.

"Just don't go in there again."

"Yes, sir," I replied still smirking.

His eyes darkened slightly and flickered briefly towards my lips before back to my eyes. I could feel the pull between us but I couldn't give in. Not yet.

He needed to suffer just like I did. He left me then came back. He shouldn't expect me to happily jump right into his arms. He needs to know his place.

And suffering he will get.

"Is dinner ready yet? I'm feeling quite hungry," I asked allowing my arms to slide around his neck. He stiffened under my touch.

He didn't answer but he looked like he was having an internal battle with himself as he stared down at me.

"Damien?"

He swallowed thickly and ran his hand through the thick hair on his head.

"Yes, it is," he muttered before letting go of me.

I released him from my hold and brushed passed him. I felt his eyes on me as I walked out of the room. I found the stairs and went down to the kitchen. The smell of the baked ziti filled my nose. I didn't realize I was so hungry until I took a seat and pulled one of the plates towards me.

Damien came in a couple minutes later and took a seat. I was already almost done with my plate.

"This is so good," I commented in between bites.

Damien continued to stare at me as I ate. I looked up from my plate.

"What?"

He cleared his throat. "U-Uh–nothing."

I narrowed my eyes at him before finishing the last of my food.

"I will have someone take you shopping for clothes tomorrow."

"Okay."

I stood up from my chair and picked up my dishes but Damien stopped me.

"I got it." He took my plate and carried it to the sink along with his own. After cleaning up, I headed back to my room and decided to take a shower.

I started up the shower and let it get warm. I was very excited to try out my new shower. I placed a towel next to the shower before stripping out of my clothes.

I enjoyed the warmth of the water as I cleaned myself. When I was done I got out and wrapped my towel around my body.

I frowned when I realized I didn't grab any clothes. I opened the bathroom door and ignored the cold air as I stepped into my room. My frown deepened when I realized I only brought one pair of clothes thinking that I was going to go shopping when I got here. Being my stupid self, I didn't even bring bed clothes because I was too busy packing everything else.

Sighing, I knew what I had to do. Tightening my towel around me, I opened the door to my room and stepped out into the hallway. I didn't know where his room was so I followed his scent. I reached some other door in the hallway and knocked on the door, muttering curses under my breath. The door opened and I felt my mouth go dry, my towel nearly slipping from my fingers.

Damien stood there with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. His hair was wet while water droplets slid down the smooth planes of his chest, down his well-defined abs, and disappeared under the towel.

I stared at him completely forgetting why I was there in the first place. Instead, dirty thoughts played in my mind.

Damien stared at me too, his eyes sliding down my figure. He leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms over his chest. He lifted an eyebrow at me as I just stared blankly.

I cleared my throat, getting my act together. "I forgot bed clothes," I muttered awkwardly.

After a moment, he pushed off the frame and turned around, leaving me to stand awkwardly at his door. His room looked similar to mine except bigger with a lounge.

A few seconds later, he came back holding clothes in his hand. He held it out to me.

"Thank you," I said to him while taking the clothes. He gave me a black T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants.

I offered him a small smile which slowly slipped into a smirk.

Make him suffer.

"I should probably make sure these fit. Just in case," I suggested.

His eyebrows furrowed with confusion. I turned away from him. I let my towel drop to the floor, my back facing him as I pulled the black shirt over my head and let it fall to my thighs teasingly. It reached mid-thigh. I bent down, making sure to take my time, and picked up the towel.

I turned back to my mate, who was frozen into place, his eyes locked on mine. Long gone was his icy blue eyes which were replaced by dark, hungry ones.

I tossed his sweatpants back to him, which he dropped, clearly paying more attention to me. Perfect.

"Looks like I don't need those. Thank you though," I stated while slinging the towel over my shoulder.

Damien's eyes trained longer on my legs. The smirk never left my face as I crossed my arms and cocked my hip to the side.

"Hey, eyes up here, Damien."

His eyes snapped up to my face. He clenched his jaw and his grip on the sweatpants tightened.

"Goodnight," I said sweetly before walking back to my room, the grin never leaving my face. The reaction I got from him was exactly what I wanted.

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Finally got in an update! And it's a long one too.

I don't own any of the pictures in this chapter. I found them on the internet and wanted to give a visual on what the house looks like. You don't have to imagine those if you don't want to.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I hope you all had a nice Christmas and a happy new year.

Until the next update!
~Kira