When Penelope woke up the next morning in the Delcorv’s mansion which was situated in Valeria, she caught sight of Damien who had got himself ready and looked handsome as he usually did. His black hair was combed behind, his face clean and neat with a coat that he wore on the clothes he was already wearing.
Placing one hand to sit up, Penny brought her legs close to her while seeing Damien walking around the room. Noticing her up, he made way to her and kissed her cheek,
“Good morning. Did you sleep well?” he asked her, tucking in the lavender-colored scarf in the middle of his vest coat.
“It was okay…” she replied, watching his hands movements when she asked, “Are you going to meet Evelyn today?” she heard him hum for an answer.
“Better to finish it sooner than have it pending. Don’t you agree?” he asked in return. From standing in front of the mirror, he came back to sit in front of her.
Penny knew that Damien had told her there was nothing to worry about and she knew he didn’t feel that way with the councilwoman but women were vile and they were far worse than vile when it came to the matters of men, money and other things which they felt they owned and deserved. She was worried where Eveyln would try doing something to him which was already making her uncomfortable.
“Yes, the sooner the better,” the faster this was done, the faster Evelyn would be out of the picture. Before Damien leaned forward towards her, Penny picked up the glass of water and started to gargle her mouth to rid her mouth from any bad breath. Damien laughed hearing this.
“You know I don’t mind kissing you like that. It wouldn’t make much difference to me,” he said pushing the glass of water away from her mouth when she took another gulp, “Worrying about things that shouldn’t matter,” he leaned closer, tipping her head after her mouth turned empty and parted for him to close her mouth with his, “Think about me,” he whispered on her lips, pulling away and gazing down her eyes.
“You won’t tell me where you are taking her?” Penny asked, anxiousness lingering beneath her skin and he only responded with.
“Nope,” her heart sank hearing this. To have the man you love, go with another woman and not worry about it was not possible in her case. Damien hadn’t given her any details and her mind was going wilder with every thought that passed through her mind. Thankfully, he wasn’t taking her in the night, else she was sure there would be another bottle waiting for Eveyln this time.
“I will see you in the evening, okay? Be a good girl,” he kissed her again and she could only see him leave the room with her heart sinking further in her chest.
Damien went down, his carriage ready but instead he went to meet Alexander who had only completed writing the new reports while also adding another report on yesterday’s event to the head council before someone else gave the story which was bent and manipulated about Penelope breaking the bottle on Lady Helen’s head.
People had no better work to do and having ample time in their hand, he was sure some would come up with bizarre stories of how Lady Helen’s life had been threatened by a human who had tried to kill her with a bottle of alcohol in it.
“Aren’t you a little too dressed to meet a woman you aren’t interested in?” Alexander asked Damien as his cousin took hold of the report which he would be sent to another man so that the letters wouldn’t be lost.
“I am?” Damien questioned moving to the window to look at his reflection, making sure his hair was sitting perfectly without moving left or right.
“You know more than last night, I am surprised that Penelope hasn’t broken glass on your head for agreeing to go out with Lady Evelyn,” Alexander leaned back with his chair that stretched back, looking at Damien who grinned widely, “What have you planned? Don’t do something extreme,” he warned him knowing how Damien was.
“Keep her mind occupied. You can teach her the curses from the book. Supervise her.”
“Chaperone you mean,” Alexander moved back and walked out with Damien.
“She likes the spells and the curses. The forbidden magic hasn’t hurt her so she shouldn’t turn into a complete black witch right now. I will go have these submitted,” Damien waved the envelopes before heading to the carriage and the carriage left after a minute.
“Hm? Damien left already?” Elliot walked towards where Alexander stood, his ears picking on the carriage that left the mansion, “He seems very excited to finish it up. I wouldn’t blame him if he was excited to meet Lady Evelyn. Even with the sharp features and her cold look, she is quite a looker. Don’t you agree?” asked Elliot not knowing Penny had only gone to step down to make an about-turn and go back to her room.
“You are an idiot,” Alexander muttered hearing the faint footsteps retreat.
“What? For calling Lady Evelyn pretty?” he tilted his head not knowing what he had done. Alexander sighed, giving Elliot a blank stare and walking away from there.
Penny went back to her room and shut the door close. Going to the bed and falling flat on her face to say, “I hope they don’t meet today. Ugh,” she grumbled. She knew Damien had done it for her sake, to not rebuke anything by giving out favors but had the lady no shame!?
It seemed like some of the vampiresses had none even after they had openly claimed that she was Damien’s fiancee. She could only wonder about what they would be doing from now until the time of the evening.
After Damien was done submitting the doc.u.ments to the councilman who was traveling to the East where the council was located, he went to pick up Lady Evelyn from her mansion.
