DAMON’S POV
Her hands are small. Too small. After all what she’s been through you would think her palms should be as hard as a rock. But they feel like cotton on the back of my neck. I started asking Morgana to massage me after a month of having her as a pet.
She hesitated the first few times, probably by how repulsed she gets when she’s close to me. She does it naturally now, not because she’s comfortable being around me now.
I think she likes to fantasize about all the ways she would like to hurt me. I can see it in her eyes. Her hands are soft on my skin but her facial expressions say something completely different. She hates me, as she should.
Her massages are something I’ve gotten used to. They do nothing to ease the pain in my muscles though. Her hands are too soft for that. It h
