DAMON
The servant that cleaned my room, glanced nervously at me as I growled under my breath. I glared at my reflection in the mirror. I knew I looked good, it was a known fact, the black suit I wore accentuated my broad shoulders and biceps and the green tie made it look even more pleasant and gave my eyes an edge. Yet I felt unsettled, uneasy as I glanced through the window at the moon. Something about me today didn't seem right. I went into a raging fit earlier today, breaking things within my reach while the servant looked up at me with wide eyes and then after I was done, I barked at him to clean it up, which he didn't waste a minute doing.
But it was odd. Yes, I know I have been on edge lately because of Gina and yes, my ego and pride were shattered, the hope of the pieces restorin
