Mara POV
I felt the presence of someone in my back since I was backing the door and I turned to the person. I was shocked and scared when I found out that it was Damon.
He was looking so dangerous and fierce and his eyes were dark.
"I'm very sorry, I don't mean to anger you.. I was just longing to read the book.. I'm very sorry" I said, bowing my head. I looked up and I found out that his eyes were softened.
"Apologies accepted but not fully... You can read the book only here and nowhere else and your punishment just increased" He replied.
"Thank you. I don't care about the punishment because if there is life there is hope" I replied.
"Well, I prepared a special dish for you with the items in the kitchen" I said.
"I did not send you," He replied. I tried to look at his eyes again but I nervously brought it down.
"I insist you eat it because you looked hungry" I replied.
"Are you my Mother or something?" He asked.
"No, but please eat it for me. I don't just want to stress myself in vain.. pleeasee" I said putting my hand together and giving him a babyish face. I don't know if it will work on him like my mother.
"Fine I will eat it and I am not the only one hungry here and I won't even want to eat the food without you tasting it first" He said. Wow, my babyish face worked on him.
"Okay, it is fine by me" I replied smiling.
"And what makes you think I'm leaving here?" He asked, wow, I am loving this conversation.
"Well, I just thought you would come here to check what I did, since you won't want to leave your precious penthouse to me" I replied and he nodded.
"That book is what makes this place precious" He replied as we walked out of the library.
"I am sorry once again" I said even though I don't know the reason why that book is precious to him.
I walked into the kitchen leaving him in the dining room and dished out the food.
Damon POV
Damn it!. I can't believe that the apologies of Mara made me drop the thought of killing her and even went as far as letting her read it here. And that babyish face, arrgh, gush. I thought, hitting my hand hard on the glass dining table and it shattered into millions of pieces.
Mara POV
I heard the sound of broken glass and I was startled, almost pouring the food that was in my hand.
I walked quickly to the dining room and I saw that one of the dining tables had broken into millions of pieces. And Damon was sitting in front of another dining table and he waved me over.
"What happened to the dining table?" I asked.
"It is nothing to worry about, something dropped on it," He replied.
"Okay" I replied back even though I didn't believe it.
I dropped the served food on the table and sat down opposite him, nervously.. I don't know why I am always nervous around him.
I took a spoon to my mouth and waited for him to take one also. After he took one, I looked at his facial expression and I was not able to know if the food was delicious or if it sucked, but I can't just question him, knowing very well that he hates talking too much.
During the time we are eating the food my eyes and his met and my heart skipped a beat.
When we were done, I packed the plate to the Kitchen, to wash, avoiding the awkward moment. I even waited for him to compliment my food, but darn it!The rascal remained cold as always.
"Drop the dirty plate and start going home?" He said from behind startling me.
"Well If I did not wash it now.. I will still be the one to wash it tomorrow" I replied not facing him.
"No shit, just go home" He said.
"Did you care about me?" I asked out of the blue not knowing when I said that and I put my lip into my mouth.
"I don't care about you. I just don't want my slave to be killed on her way home... At least if anybody as the right to kill my slave then It should be me" He replied coldly and walked out of the Kitchen..
"Aaarrgggghh, Damn you, Damon" I said angrily, hitting my hands on the zinc simultaneously.
"I heard that" Damon replied a bit loud and I held my lip.
After I finished washing the plate, I walked out of the kitchen and started walking out of the house. Damon had just ruined my good mood. If I had known I would have not ruined my mouth asking him, if he cared about me.
"No bye or I am leaving" He said not looking at me as I already got to the door.
"What's the essence of saying bye, when you don't care about me and see me as trash.. I am just a walking dead to you" I said and walked out of the House. But one thing for sure is that he stared at me that right minute.
I took the elevator down with my head down dejectedly and just as I was about to walk past a man standing by a car, he talked.
"Miss Mara... Let me take you home" He said. I looked up and I saw that he had opened the passenger door and was showing me a bright smile.
"One which order?" I asked knowing that it is the work of Damon
"I am not in any order.. I can't allow you to walk to the bus stop on this dangerous night" He replied.. somehow, I felt like it would have been better if I had that it is on Damon's order but it is not.
One a normal day I would have been Happy and joyous if I had been driven home by Limousine and felt like a big girl. But today I don't care. I hopped in, he took the driver seat and off we went.
Damon POV
"Arrsh", I should not have said that in the first place because now, I felt bad for that. But who is she to make me feel bad.. I don't know.. I think I am getting more emotional lately. I might need to see a witch psychologist very soon.