"I already told you I'm not in the mood." Damon hissed angrily unlocking her hands from his neck, he was tired of this, he needed a plan to lure the enemy out as soon as possible because this was more brain draining than fighting in a war itself.
Pretending to like a self entitled bitch that whines about everything was really stressing his brain cells out.
"Damon don't you love me again." Mika said with teary eyes as she stared at him looking hurt.
Damon sighed deeply frustrated it was always like this everytime, she would always ask whether or not he loved her.
His heart broke everytime he have to say I love to this fake, "What do you mean Ophelia, I love you with all of my heart." Damon cooed softly holding her shoulders, meanwhile all his thoughts was to rip those arms apart from her body maybe it would teach her a lesson.
"Then why don't you want to have sex with me." Mika sobbed holding Damon's wrists as his hands laid on her shoulder.
