Third Person POV
“I don’t know, he seems to be very taken with her. She’s gorgeous” Damon murmured “with a kind heart and he can’t seem to keep his hands off her” he exclaimed, deliberately provoking her, wanting her to hurt, like she’d hurt him so many years ago.
Misty gritted her teeth “that slut should have died from the poison I gave her” she said with disdain “She was meant to. I wanted to make sure she was gone, that she left Lucian’s life completely. But she had to go and ruin that too. b***h” she hissed.
Damon put his hands in his pockets, totally at ease with the dark and rather forbidding dungeon of the castle. It wasn’t the first time he’d stepped foot in the dungeon, and it wouldn’t be the last. Besides, as he’d come to know, dungeons typically all looked the same and smelt
