“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”
“She said she was fine,” Silver replied quickly. “I didn’t think—”
“No, you didn’t!” Damien snapped, his jaw tightening. “You f*****g sat there and watched her drink something that would knock out a grown man. You think that’s fine?”
The weight of his fury pulled everything quiet around them and even the guards were staring now. A few people had risen from their seats, watching with quiet interest, sensing the violence that simmered beneath his skin.
Damien didn’t care about the attention. His only concern was the girl now slumped over the table, completely knocked out.
He looked at her again, softer now, then turned to Silver once more.
“If anything happens to her,” he said quietly, “you’ll wish you stopped her.”
Then he stooped down, picked
