C10 Bond

Verena's POV

"It's like you have another choice." Damon said while he is occupied on finding a t-shirt that will look presentable to me.

The door of the room swing open and Damien entered the room. His brown almond eyes swept the room.

He meticulously eyed Damon.

"I'm also invited for the suffer." He announced.

"Fuck off. I told you to buy clothes for her