DAMION'S POV.

My blood was boiling from her words. The Demon was already unleashed. And I made absolutely no efforts to keep him caged.

She slept peacefully in my embrace.

I put her down on the bed and kissed her forehead.

I got off the bed walking out of the room.

I had no control on my nerves that moment.

I walked to the office, anger taking me over.

Her blood mum who sold her for drugs. The two men out of which one ran away.

I was going to find him. The bastard was gonna pay. I will not let him get away with this.

I called Will and Roger and paced through my cabin like a caged animal. Ready to pounce.

Taking deep breaths I tried to keep myself from pulling out the gun and shooting any damn one who came into my sight.

I needed to be calm and composed.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." I said and Roger and Will walked in.

"Rey." They both said in a small voice bowing down their heads.

I nodded at them.

"I want you two to find out every fucking thing you can get about Argyl's mum." I said looking at them.

They both nodded but didn't question me.

They knew better than questioning me.

"As soon as possible." I said.

They both nodded again.

"Good. We are done here." I said and they mumbled a quick 'Rey' walking out of the room.

I went to the window resting my hand on it feeling the cold surface against my skin.

The anger inside me seeking it's way out. How could her own mother sell her. What would have happened if she wasn't brave enough to kill them?

She was just thirteen for hell's sake. No wonder she is so aggressive and impulsive.

Her nerves have saved her from the biggest disaster in her life. Of course she trusts them.

I balled my fists landing a punch on the window, the glass cracking.

The guards outside barged in to see everything was alright.

They saw it was just me and again went out saying a 'Rey.'

I looked at my knuckles. Blood gracing them. I haven't in a long time had fought with anyone. I hadn't killed anyone with my bare hands. But I wanted to now.

I wanted to spill blood. To kill someone with my own hands without using any weapons.

Blood dripped down my closed fists as my nails were pushed into my skin.

I stood there near the window without moving for hours. Thinking about who that person could be.

Thinking how I could kill him in the worst way possible.

I felt a soft touch on my shoulder, my hand going to my gun, my senses going alarmed.

I heard her voice and my tensed muscles relaxed.

"It's me."

I turned around to face her. Her eyes were tired, her face filled with the bruises and cuts.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her.

"You said today you were all mine. What are you doing here in office?" She asked me not meeting my eyes.

A small smirk grew on my face at her words.

"I had some important work." I said.

"Finding the people?" She asked looking up at me.

Her question took me off guard.

She smiled.

"I know you at least that well Damion." She said.

I smiled back a pale smile.

"Come on now. We are going back to the room." I said looking at her.

She shook her head.

"Can we go somewhere?" She asked.

"No." I replied.

"Please? I am getting bored in the room. I need some fresh air." She asked me.

I thought on it for a second. She hadn't gone out of the Wing since she came here if we ignore the fight night.

She wanted to go out.

I nodded at her, her face breaking into a wide smile.

"Change and get ready. We are going for a drive." I said she nodded, "But." I continued, "We are not getting out of the car under any circumstances."

She nodded understandingly.

I knew she would not ask me to stop or get out of the car. She knew what I meant. I knew she would not do anything I had asked her not to.

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ARGYL'S POV.

We got out of the mansion after getting ready. I was excited for the drive.

He had already warned me that we won't get out of the car and I was fine with it.

I knew why he was saying that. It was dangerous. For both me and him.

He led me to the garage and I was mesmerised by seeing the cars he had. It was filled with different cars. All types of cars were there. From luxurious cars to sports ones. They looked so gorgeous.

He smiled at me as I looked back at him.

"Choose baby." He said gesturing towards the cars.

"Oh Christ." I exclaimed and he chuckled.

I walked through the cars and finally settled for a black sports one.

"Bugatti Chiron." He said from behind me and I was stunned suddenly listening to him.

"This beauty." He said running his hand on the soft metal.

"Can we take this one?" I asked.

He looked at me and nodded.

"Anyone you want." He smiled at me and I grinned back at him.

"Get in." He said opening the door.

"I can open it you know?" I said looking at him.

He chuckled shaking his head.

"You don't have to when I am with you." He replied nodding towards the car.

I never liked this chivalry. I can do things for myself. I don't need you to open the car door or to pull a chair out for me.

I can do it.

I didn't like the fact that he had to open the door but I didn't argue. I got into the car anyways.

The car was heaven from inside. It was amazing. The soft leather against my skin and the wooden effect in front of my eyes.

It was really awesome.

I ran my hand on the expensive leather of the sits feeling it beneath my finger tips.

I saw him get into the car. He closed the door locking it and took out his gun handling it to me.

I stared at it for a moment.

"Just in case." He said bringing my hand up and placing it in my palms closing my fingers around it.

I looked at it in my hand.

"We need to be ready." He said his face serious.

I nodded.

He took off his jacket handling it to me and rolled the sleeves of his navy blue dress shirt up. I kept staring at him this whole time as he unbuttoned the few buttons of his shirt.

The muscles of his forearm flexing as he pulled the gear setting the car into motion.

He pulled out of the garage and the guards opened the gate bowing their heads down.

Damion nodded at them a we drove out of the mansion.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Just a long drive." He said his one hand on the wheel and other on the gears.

I nodded.

I was fine going anywhere with him. Just his presence beside me was enough.

I stared at him as he was driving. His eyes concentrating on the road. Eyebrows furrowed as he looked forward on the road. His fingers wrapped around the wheel, muscles flexing. His blue eyes snapped promptly at me and he looked back at the road.

"You could have stared at me in the wing as well." He said, his lips pulling up in a small smirk.

I turned looking at him and settled on the sit sideways not taking off my eyes from him. I wasn't gonna look away. He was mine to stare at.

He looked at me as I stared at him. He shook his head a small smile forming on his lips.

"What? I am now looking out of the window." I said smiling.

"Of course." He said smirking.

How could I look out when he was in front of me looking so good? The view inside the car was better than outside.

His eyes settled on rear view mirror for a moment, his face turning serious and void of any emotions. His fingers tightened around the wheel and fury danced in his eyes.

"Fucking bastards." He swore under his breath.

I glanced back and a car came into view.

The black Mercedes following us was not so close but close enough that the people can see us.

"I have got this." I said looking at him.

He looked my way unsure.

"You sure?" He asked.

I nodded placing my hand on his reassuring him.

I of course was.

"I can handle this." I said.

I really could. As much as I wanted to see him in action, I knew I could do this. This wasn't a big deal.

"You trust me?" I asked him.

"Of course I do. Don't hurt yourself." He said looking at me pressing his foot on the gas.

I nodded placing his jacket on the seat.

"Roll the window down." I said and he immediately did looking at me in concern.

"Don't worry." I said smiling.

My nerves becoming more and more alive asking me to go wild. I felt alive. My hands ready to shoot and spill blood.

My instincts wanted to kill those people. I wanted violence. And I was getting a chance after so many days.

How could I let it slip from my hands?

My whole body was excited and adrenaline rushed through my spine as I got up holding out the gun and leaned out of the window, my upper body out of the car facing them.

I held my gun high up aiming at them.

I felt Damion's whole attention was on me.

"Drive faster." I said.

The car instantly zoomed and fired the bullet. The sound of bullet shooting resonated through the empty roads and it hit the tire of the car. They lost their control, the car going wild.

The breaks were suddenly applied and two men got out of it aiming their guns at me.

I scoffed looking at them.

Try harder bastards!

I pulled the trigger again and the bullet hit the target, his body falling on the ground.

My senses becoming alive than ever and the other man had my whole attention. I just wanted to kill him.

The other one fired the bullet but it missed me as Damion turned the car a little.

I felt the sudden jerk and it took me a moment to stabilise myself. I heard another bullet being fired and I ducked inside.

As soon as it missed me I again got out of the car aiming it without wasting any time, I fired but it missed him as he became out of the visible range.

I stood there for a moment aiming the gun at the place my fingers tight around it. Waiting for him to show up but he didn't. My breaths were raged and sweat visible on my forehead and neck. Warm waves came out of my ears and felt heat near my neck.

I didn't blink looking at the place where he disappeared.

"Argyl." Damion said.

I gave the empty road a final glance and got into the car. Damion quickly rolled the windows up.

"I missed him." I said anger boiling inside me.

"It's fine." He said stopping the car at the side of the road.

He typed something on his mobile placing it to his ears.

"Roger. I am sending you the location get there as soon as possible." He said in a deadly authoritative voice.

He hung up on him and sent him the location.

He looked composed but he was anything but calm.

I knew him enough to understand that he was just bottling his anger. I could see rage boiling in his eyes just like mine.

I let out my anger by breaking something while he just kept it bottled up in him.

That was really dangerous.

"You fine?" He asked me.

I nodded still gripping the gun.

"You killed one right?" He asked.

"Yes." I replied.

He nodded in response a proud look in his eyes.

"Only one escaped." I said.

"Let's go back, kill him." I said looking at him suddenly feeling excited.

He looked at me for a moment.

"No. That would be stupid. Roger is getting there." He said again bringing the car on the road.

"We can go back home." I suggested.

He quickly glanced at me but didn't reply. So I stayed quiet. I knew he needed some time.

He was furious and he needed to calm himself down.

May be I should just give him the time.

I stayed silent fidgeting with the gun I had in my hands. The matte black beauty I held was breathtaking.

"How did they find us?" I asked him silently.

"They were following us since we left the Wing?" I asked.

"No." He replied, "A long after that. It's pretty normal though. They are always on my tail. Following me." He said.

I nodded.

"The cowards aren't brave enough to fight. That fucking Erik. Once I get the confirmation that he is doing all this, I would drag him out of his house to the Empire." He hit the steering wheel hard.

The car honked at the impact and I kept looking at him emotionless face. His eyes showed anger. There was a storm inside him. But he looked calm and silent.

I didn't know how he could do this.

Staying calm was never my kind of thing.

I was always aggressive one and impatient one who would go crazy if one thing wasn't done according to my way.

But he was complete opposite. He knew how to wait for the right time. He was patient. He attacked on the perfect time. He waited for the perfect opportunity.

"What are we gonna do now?" I asked him.

His shoulders tensed and senses alarmed.

"Wait. Wait for another attack. I know that Erik knows about you till now. We will wait." He replied.

I placed my hand on his.

"I am with you." I said.

He looked at our hands and lifted his griping mine. He entwined our fingers letting out a deep breath calming himself down.

"I know." He said looking at the road.

"We can go back to the Wing you know?" I whispered.

He shook his head.

"Let's not let those bastards spoil our drive." He said.

I looked at him but his eyes were on the road.

"You did a good job." He said without looking at me as we turned around the corner.

The road was deserted. Woods surrounding us. I didn't know which part of city it really was.

"Thanks." I said my eyes not looking away from him.

He smiled lightly not letting his eyes move from the front.

The sky outside was darkening. The stars becoming visible.

"What city is this?" I asked him.

He looked at me in amusement.

"It is Asturias, Gijón." He said.

"I am in Spain?" I asked him.

"Where else do you think the Sanchez Empire is?" He asked raising his eyebrows.

I shot him a glare.

"Does anyone know?" I asked him.

He shook his head smirking slightly.

"You didn't know where you were all this time?" He asked me.

I shook my head.

"You never said." I replied.

"Well you never asked." He said.

"I didn't need to. I am fine as long as I am with you." I said turning towards him resting my head on the headrest sideways looking at him.

He smiled looking at me and I smiled back.

I stared at him and he concentrated on the road with a slight smirk on his face.

I knew he like it. I liked staring at him too. Remembering the every look in his eyes. Every small freckle on his face. His smile. His jaw line. Everything.

I liked observing it.

"You know your gaze is distracting?" He asked.

I raised a questioning eyebrow looking at him biting back the smile.

"You are now forcing me into this." He said smirking as he pulled the car at the side of the road.

I looked at him in confusion waiting for his next move.

He unbuckled my seat belt pulling me on his lap in a swift movement.

My heartbeat raged at his action, his cologne filling my mind. His hand settled on my side as he pulled me closer. I gripped his shoulders.

"You asked for this." He whispered low and placed his lips on mine a passionate kiss.

It was something he had never down before. He hadn't kissed me so passionately.

It always started as a soft sweet one. This was different. My body went numb as I melted into his embrace. His hands stayed on their positions and I dragged mine upwards towards his hair.

Feeling the soft texture of his hair underneath my fingers, I kissed him back with the same passion.

Every thought from my mind vanished that moment and all I could think of was him.

He pulled back and I could hear him breathing fast. So was I. Both of us were breathless but we didn't mind.

I could never get enough of him. No matter how close I was. I want to spend every moment in his embrace. Him holding me. I never want to step out of this.

I opened my eyes looking at his warm blue ones. They stared straight into mine. A soft smile graced his lips as he looked at me. His eyes were sparkling, the blue colour more alive and electric than before.

"I love you." He whispered near my ear, my body shivering at his voice. His accent more audible. The exotic Spanish accent in his voice which showed up only sometimes.

I was in too much daze to reply.

I tightened my grip around his shoulder as he placed soft kisses along the length of my neck.

My heart going wild and mind going numb with each kiss.

I closed my eyes leaning into him.

He pulled back kissing my forehead and I opened my eyes looking at him.

He smiled softly before resting his forehead against mine.

I traced his jawline with my fingers watching him closing his eyes leaning into it.

"I love you too Damion." I whispered smiling.

He opened his eyes. The electric blue ones finding mine. As if he could read beyond them. He could see my soul. And that didn't scare me like it did earlier.

I had shown him the every piece of my soul. I had let him and now I wasn't afraid of him seeing the real me.

"What do you fear the most?" He asked.

I stared silently at him.

There was nothing I feared. I kept it away from me. For this world was not for the weak. I had blocked out all the fears the day I killed my mum.

I looked at him. His blue eyes gazed into mine. Waiting for me to answer.

I shook my head unable to think of anything. I had blocked fears.

He smiled.

"Why would you ask that?" I asked him.

"I just wanted to know if you still fear something." He said smiling.

"I don't." I whispered.

He just smiled my way.

"May be we should just head back home." I suggested. I knew he had work to do. He had to find out who the people were.

He was here just for me. I didn't want to get between his work.

"I love it when you call the Wing 'Home'." He said kissing my forehead for once and then placed me on back on the seat as he started driving.

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Hey guys! Here you go with another chapter.

Ara and Damion are back in action.

I have a surprise for you guys in next few chapters. I bet you weren't expecting this.

Till then, sit and relax and read!

This was a long one. I need to get back to writing. I haven't written a word since almost a month. I am updating this and getting back to writing drowning in the Sanchez Empire.

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