On the other side of the door, Daenys clutched her heart, feeling it thumping harder and harder.
Her face was completely flushed, and her breathing was heavy.
She stood there frozen, unable to move.
"What the hell was that?" She too, couldn't shake him off her mind. The way his eyes captivated her body, it send shivers down her whole body.
"Get a grip, Daenys, he's your brother," she said to herself feeling complicated feelings bubbling up in her heart.
...
Damien slapped his face a couple of times and continued his walk. He thought he passed by someone but since his mind was occupied with his sister's body, he didn't see them at all.
But boy, did they leave him alone? No. That's not Daemon was designed at all.
"Wow, look at that, the prodigal son of the Zadkiel family has returned," Daemon clapped his hands with a malicious grin.
