The air hostess announced their arrival in Italy and Damon smiled looking at Nancy waking up from her sleep. "We still have half an hour until we get to Florence." Damon had a reassuring smile. The sight of his smile made Nancy alert. She looked at the white covers over her.

She noticed Damon had changed his clothes while she was still in the same ones. She remembered giving away her gloves and diamonds to the air hostess. Knowing it wasn't something she should worry about she didn't remind Damon. She quietly folded the cover and fastened her seatbelt.

Nancy gulped recalling what had happened when they took off. "I can't wait for you to get me hard again," Damon announced and Nancy looked at him.

"I can move away to another seat. So, you aren't bothered." Nancy offered.

"I want to be bothered. I have you to take care of it." Nancy stared at him and held the arms of her seat fast. Damon enjoyed her trying to be self-sufficient. He let her believe she could do this until the air hostess announced again in twenty minutes. "We are flying above Florence. We will reach Anderson's estate in five more minutes."

Damon smiled and looked out of the window before asking her. "Look, how beautiful,..." Nancy followed his gaze only for Damon to offer.

"You won't be getting a good view, right?" Saying this he unfastened Nancy's seat belt. "What are you doing?" Nancy asked,

"Come, I will show you."

"My lord?" Nancy pleaded and refused to leave her seat. But Damon put his hand on her waist and roughly handled her to follow his hand. Opening his legs wide he made her sit between his legs.

"My lord?" Nancy pleaded again. Her belly throbbed with pain where he had handled her.

"Look at that," Damon pointed to a building.

Nancy's eyes were overflowing. She knew her fear had become an entertainment for him.

"This building was inaugurated last year. It has a huge shopping complex. You can find all the brands here." Nancy didn't notice but he seemed eager to show he could offer a lot. But all Damon found in return were her tears.

"What? Do you think your husband won't be able to afford much of it? Don't worry honey, I will buy you this whole building if you want me to."

"We are to take off,..." The air hostess announced and Damon pointed to a distant land telling her. "That's our two hundred acre humble abode. I opted for this because I wanted somewhere small so we could feel cosier and at home..." And, before Damon could say more the plane started landing.

"Oh God,..." Nancy gasped and held the arm of his seat, but she wrapped her arms around Damon's neck the moment she felt herself slipping from the chair. She instantly secured herself on Damon's thigh.

"Oh God,...oh..." Nancy was shivering in his hands.

"Oh love, I love you too," Damon said in such a cunning tone. It was evident he was loving that fear of planes existed. Holding her hair he arched her neck for him. She had her eyes shut and a wave of fear marred her face.

He looked from her long neck to her eyes and was amazed at the fragile woman he had in his hands for a moment. The realization that she could get him hard had made him see her in a different light. He narrowed his eyes a little. Was it the first time he noticed she had such a feminine face and mouth? Of course, she was everything he never preferred in women. He preferred luscious lips and she didn't have those. He preferred curvy women and height. She did have a height but for curves she barely had bones. Her skin could easily get blue if she didn't have makeup on.

But then his ego raised his head like a lion. He was recalled of the day he met her. He hadn't forgotten anything about it. Damon got his hold stronger on her hair. Every fiber in his body shook realizing he still hadn't caught her brother and Aria.

"Ahh, my lord..." Nancy held his hand at her head and cried out louder.

Damon let go of his hold and looked down at his shirt where Nancy was holding him fast. Nancy looked out of the window and found the plane getting too close to the earth. She hid her face in Damon's arm and Damon shook his head before he patted her hair.

Damon looked at the airport and knew he would love it here. He fastened his hold around Nancy's body when the plane touched the ground. He noticed how changing the place had made her connect to Nancy differently. As if they have started anew without any planning for it.

"I am going to love this place." Damon smiled as the plane gradually came to a complete stop.

Only a moment later a hostess arrived. She was about to ask if they needed her for something but Damon dismissed her raising his finger a little. He waited for Nancy to look up and notice for herself. It took Nancy around ten minutes before she slowly raised her head and gulped looking around. There was an amusement in Damon's eyes.

"Are we down?" She asked but then hurriedly looked out of the window. She didn't notice how Damon took some time but when he replied it had a whole different meaning.

"Absolutely,"

Nancy sighed in relief. She had her face a little sweaty. "Are you good?" Damon asked and Nancy took the cue for pulling away. "Yes, my lord. I am sorry." Nancy tried to pull away but Damon assured. "No, take your time. It's not like we have to vacate it for other people."

"What?" Nancy asked in confusion.

"I am asking you to relax. Just know that you are fine." But then he moved his hand up and down her back while adding. "...here," He held her face and licked the tear on her cheek.

"I am...fine." Nancy realizes he won't let her go until she shows him she is fine.

Damon pressed a button and the hostess arrived. "We are ready to start our honeymoon." It was the first time Nancy weighed the word.

Nancy was offered a little lighter coat than the one she had before. Her ring fingers were back and gotten cleaned. She let the maid get her rings while Damon walked ahead to where the staff was busy getting the door open. She didn't have her gloves back. The rings were for the first time touching her skin. Once the door opened Damon looked at Nancy. She had huge shades on to hide most of her face.

"Come," Damon extended his hand. Nancy only took a step forward when Damon grabbed her purse from the maid and offered it to her. "Hold it,"

Nancy was reluctant wondering if it was some kind of trial he had put her to. "How can I?" Nancy asked but Damon was quick to push the bag to her chest. "Burn it or throw it." Nancy held the bag and bit her lip when Damon held her fist to take her out of the plane.

Nancy noticed six cars waiting for them. A man in her thirties was already walking to them. "Welcome to Italy, my lord," Nancy noticed that person's eyes came at her but only for a moment before he got his focus back on Damon.

"Dario!" Damon shook his hand with the man while adding. "This is my wife. Make sure there is nothing she asks for and it is not provided." Though the words could make any woman sway Nancy knew better to not let go of her guard. She knows Damon plays evil.

"Welcome to Italy, my lady." Dario offered. Damon looked at Dario with annoyance.

"Only saying lady would suffice," But then continued on informing Nancy about Dario.

"He is the regional lord of our faction, Dario Ricci. You will only call him Ricci. He deals everything Italy." Nancy noticed a little eight-cornered star at the side of his neck. She nodded a little to him with a smile. Damon didn't notice it until he heard Nancy say. "Nice to meet you," Damon forgot to blink and slowly got his gaze back at Nancy.

He was convinced Nancy knew better than thinking about another guy but she was certainly not supposed to greet Dario. It wasn't something that wasn't allowed. But Damon had realized it was something that should have been banned for her because he simply didn't like her saying these words to another man.

Damon knew he wanted to make her feel at ease but that didn't involve her offering her smile to any man he would introduce her to. Only her smile had made him think about Nancy fucking Dario. And, he didn't like a bit of it.

"Open the fucking door for me. What are you waiting for?" Damon sounded agitated when he asked Dario to get going.

Dario who knew that Damon trusts him didn't think much of it. Dario had known his previous wives too. And, there had been no problem with talking to his wife.

Dario instantly walked several steps ahead of the couple and opened the door for them. Damon didn't let his eyes wander from Nancy even for a moment. And, made sure she didn't smile at anyone else. It was only when she got into the car Damon told Dario. "I don't want many people around the house. Guards better be at the fences of the estate. I will only have the staff I have brought from Alaska."

"Noted," Dario replied and walked to the car ahead of the couple.

Nancy couldn't help but notice the shift in Damon's attitude while sitting in the car waiting for him. She wonders what has changed because she would like to continue that behaviour and earn herself a routine where she isn't treated like an animal.

She was alerted the moment Damon got into the car. "You never said this to me," Damon asked without a delay.

"What?" Nancy looked at him. Not knowing what he meant.

"Nice to meet you," Damon mentioned and Nancy wondered if she had made a mistake. Wasn't she supposed to be polite and smile to maintain his status? This is exactly what he wanted when he asked her to greet his guests at their wedding and at other instances.

"It's just a phrase."

"A phrase you never told me," Damon complained.

"Maybe a phrase to when people meet for the first time...under the normal circumstances." Nancy tried to reason but was low in her voice at the end of it. It only aggravated Damon's emotions. But knowing he couldn't have any witnesses here he asked the driver. "Leave, I will drive,"

The driver left and Damon walked to her side and got her to the passenger seat before getting himself behind the steering wheel. He started the car and raced it hard enough to leave Dario's car that had left earlier to see the arrangements so far behind.

"My lord, I am scared," Nancy pleaded to him all the while setting the safety belt with her trembling hands.

"Do not try your mind with me. I don't want it. It doesn't matter. You know what you did there." Damon screamed at her all the while hitting the steering wheel and speeding over the limit.

Knowing it was of no use Nancy gave up. "I am sorry. I don't know how to do this. I am sorry." Damon didn't know why but only her apologizing for her mistake was enough to consider her intentions. It made sense. It wasn't her mistake if she didn't know any better. Right? At least, this is what Damon's reasoning was at the moment. It was so easy for him to forgive her if she was asking for it.

"That's more like it. Accept it if you don't know any better. But remember Nancy. I will only forgive a certain behavior once. You better remember that next time I introduce you to someone you are not to smile, not to nod and certainly not to tell them that it was nice meeting them." Damon too for a moment paused but then added. "Just look at them, not for more than five seconds. So, you memorize their face. Anyone you see except me doesn't deserve the good things you are to offer. It's all mine. It's all???" Damon screamed at the last words and Nancy yelled too, "Yours!" to make him hear her in all the horns and shouting.

"Fuck yes!" Damon screamed before drifting his car to the side. He punched the steering wheel and seemed beyond mad when he punched the side glass of the door at his side and it all shattered.

He didn't want to yell at her. He didn't want to scare her yet he wanted to kill her for offering her smile to another man. He knew the pattern. He knows it starts with a smile and ends up with a man between the woman's legs. He didn't know what to do with all this anger. He was angry at the realization of what had happened. He was mad over the fact that all he could think about was Nancy. He was yet again mad for a woman and all his instincts were to cage her in a tower and keep her away from any kind of civilization for the rest of her life so she never sees the daylight let alone another man.

Maybe he shouldn't have stared at her for the long five hours on the flight. He wasn't mad about Nancy smiling at Dario anymore. He was mad knowing it had all started again.

Damon wasn't a confused man. He knew the symptoms of when he started liking a woman. He had loved many in his life. Married two of them. Killed all of them. Damon kept looking at the steering wheel but then soon realized it wasn't like he couldn't do anything about it. He always did something about it. Didn't he?

Nancy looked at his knuckles which were oozing blood for how strong he was holding the steering. His breathing was so fast. "I am sorry. I didn't know you would be mad..." Damon's smirk made Nancy bite her cheek.

"Women never know, right?" Damon asked but Nancy didn't know what he meant. "What?" She asked,

"I want to see for how long you will remember it?"

"I won't give you a chance to complain."

"I don't think I want it." Nancy's heart dropped into her stomach listening to this. Was it going to be irreversible? Was he going to hurt her again?

"I...I am sorry," Her voice cracked.

"I want you to tell me that it was nice meeting me at least five times in an hour. And, I want you to do it without looking for a chance for it. Understand?" Nancy nodded at once. She was scared to death after seeing him mad. She didn't know why it was easy for him to get mad at such a minor encounter. But she did what he had asked her to do. She didn't use her brain and told herself to follow his order.

Damon started driving to his home all the while waiting for her to say it. The car was at the normal speed this time but his heart raced to when Nancy would say it. He was so looking forward to it. Anderson's estate wasn't far. Soon, their car passed the huge iron gates and the lush green fields welcomed them on both sides. The air was filled with the smell of vines.

There was a huge vineyard that was aesthetically maintained. She couldn't see much of it because she was struggling to do what she was supposed to do. Damon soon pulled the brakes at the door of the two storey building and Nancy said the words as if her tongue was bound to the brakes. "It is nice meeting you."

Damon looked at her and found Nancy looking at him already. "Fuck, yes, same here." Damon was quick to get his mouth over hers and invade her mouth with his tongue.