The moment Damian stepped into the apartment, he dropped to his knees before Freya, his body trembling with fear.
"Luna Freya," he pleaded, voice cracking, "If you don't forgive me, I'm dead--even if I spend the rest of my life apologizing to him!"
Freya glanced at her watch. She was already running late for work at Bravy Studios. She didn't have time for his drama.
"I can't help you with this," she said flatly, trying to walk past him.
Seeing his last chance slipping away, Damian panicked and tried to grab Freya's leg. But the second his fingers touched her jeans, he realized what he was doing and yanked his hand back as if it were on fire.
Looking up, he found Niklaus's cold eyes locked on his hand. It wasn't a scream or a threat, but that look was enough to chill him to
