Third person's POV
"No!" Damian grunted, shaking his head.
The strikingly handsome vampire prince shifted on his throne-like chair, his expression growing increasingly irritated as he watched the nearly naked ladies dancing before him.
None of them captured his attention the way he desperately wished they would.
His thoughts kept drifting to Chloe, remembering their passionate encounters, making these displays seem hollow in comparison.
"Their movements lack grace... their beauty... empty." Damian muttered to himself, his fingers tapping the edge of the armrest.
One of the dancers moved closer, attempting to catch his eye. She eyed him seductively, pushing up her naked perky breasts, hoping he would reach for one.
Damian turned away, clenching his jaw in dissatisfaction.
"Enough of this!" He growled through gritted teeth. The ladies instantly stopped dancing and knelt down respectfully.
