Chapter 15
There....
That deep unmistakable voice from right behind me, causing my heart to skip beats.
I turned swiftly, crossing an arm over my chest, as I faced him.
Damon.
Standing tall, and utterly unbothered, with my nightdress dangling loosely from his fingers.
The corner of his lips tugged upward into that lazy, arrogant smirk I have come to hate so much. "Fancy seeing you here, Peaches. I'm surprised darling Fiancèe left you to wander alone in the mansion... at night. Especially when "Damon" is around."
I rolled my eyes, "I'm glad you know how overbearing you can be." I tried to snatch the dress from his hands, but he brought it higher.
My lips pursed in frustration, "Hand me my dress, Damon. I'm not in the mood for this."
He tilted his head, mock-innocent. “It’s not t
