Nancy opened her eyes and found her nose buried in Damon's chest. It didn't take her long to recall where she was last night. The covers were still on her but she could feel Damon's feverish naked skin wrapped over her. He had hugged her the whole night. Nancy's body was sore with his leg and arm over her. It seems she had woken up feeling his weight over her. She sighed heavily but feared making a move.

"Ahh..." She moaned and it indeed made Damon move a little. Nancy's eyes widened realizing she didn't want to see him. But soon she found Damon pulling away. She could feel his intense gaze at her. She too looked up and in a swift move, Damon pulled her up over his body. Damon cupped the side of her neck.

Nancy gulped seeing the vein on his temple throbbing. His jaw was clenched. She could see his anger steaming off him. She could recall perfectly that it wasn't the case last night. He had consumed her like a wolf. Has she done something wrong in her sleep?

Soon, Nancy felt his fingertips putting the pressure on her neck. He was digging his nails. "My lord," Nancy breathed and Damon was quick to get her under him and rose to his knees kissing her mouth.

"Ahh..." Nancy blinked realizing the roughness in his hands. She tried to catch his wrists but Damon was faster to pin her arms above her head and nestled himself between her. It didn't take long before he started thrusting into her.

"Mine! Mine! Say it," Nancy gasped but quickly started telling him. "Yes, yes, I am yours. Only yours." His obsession and madness were wrapping the very existence of Nancy.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah,..." Nancy got her eyes tearing. It was hard to bear how he was hitting and pushing her in each of his thrusts. Soon, Damon pinned her into the bed with his body.

But then all of a sudden, he got slower and raised his head to look into her eyes. "I dreamt of you with another man. I killed you."

Nancy couldn't help the sob. She didn't know what to do for a moment but then she tried to gather the courage from the confidence he had offered her last night. She slowly cupped his cheek. Her hand was constantly shaking. It felt too weird touching him. "I will never do such a thing. I am yours, my lord."

Damon still had his jaw clenched when he almost gritted. "It was too vivid..."

"I am sorry. I am so sorry, my lord, I am yours, I am yours, I am only yours, I don't want anyone..." Nancy trailed off when Damon started thrusting into her again.

"...my lord," Nancy grabbed his shoulders and pulled him in. Getting him back on her body so she didn't have to look at his face. She arched her neck and slowly massaged his hair. She bit her lip when Damon started nibbling on her neck. Nancy bit her lip feeling him devouring her. But her eyes remained open. She wonders if she was at a point with him where she could hold him and talk to him. She knew how weak she was in front of him. And, making him believe that she will always be loyal to him could let her live her days in somewhat peace.

After an hour when Damon pulled her wrist at the dining table to hold her hand, Nancy slowly moved her fingers and held his hand too. She realized her gesture didn't go unnoticed by Damon. Nancy knew she wasn't the woman who should get mad that he thought of her as a possession. Or judge him because he changed only after learning about her virginity. She was the woman who had to survive him. She hasn't forgotten what she was. She was her toy to torture. She didn't have any right to expect love and acceptance from him. She wanted her to stop hurting her. If her virginity or anything has come in handy, she could make use of it. So, Nancy smiled and whispered,

"It's great meeting you...," Damon looked at her and was about to say something when Nancy added, "...my lord." She said it with a smile. Damon was wearing a white shirt with khaki pants while Nancy had a white casual dress she had found in the closet. It was a little loose on her body and reached past her knees.

Damon raised Nancy's hand and got his elbow on the table too. He moved his mouth over her knuckles before asking. "You kept me hard for hours last night?" Damon kissed her fingers all the while looking at the small mole on Nancy's lips. It was for the first time he found himself noticing a lot about her.

No matter how well she had managed for the last two hours seeing Damon mentioning last night made her uneasy. She didn't want to accept that she did what she did with him. Was everything fine now? Are they a couple? But then his words from the first night rang in her head. "I want to hurt you, Nancy, only because I can." Nancy gulped hard and for a moment all she could recall was how his eyes looked murderous when he would pull her hair and smash her against the wall.

"It's a great day. How do you want to spend it? Going out or staying in?" Damon asked. It was a little windy but the clouds were clear.

Nancy shook her head and tried not to cloud her mind with the thoughts of the past. "Are you asking me?" Nancy asked but then realizing she should have trusted him she added, "Anything you want."

"No, I want you to decide. This is what I want." Nancy wonders why would he let go of any control from his hands. Nancy wanted to tell him to leave her alone for some time and meet the people he wanted to meet. But she knew Damon would take it as her reluctance to spend time with him.

"Why don't you show me the fields? It's ethereal from our room." Damon nodded a little and called in a server to order. "Your best horses. We will go for a ride."

Nancy was about to dig into her breakfast when Damon stopped her. "Just take this orange juice. You don't want to throw up during the ride." For the first time, she felt that he was treating her as a human.

Everything was already arranged before they reached the stable. Damon noticed that there were no shoes arranged for Nancy and he was quick to yell. "Get her shoes." The server ran at once but upon returning he placed the shoes a few feet away from Nancy and moved back to where he was supposed to stand. Nancy didn't know why but she noticed something different.

Damon smiled and kneeled in front of Nancy on his one knee. He held her foot and placed it on his knee. And, told her all the while putting on her shoes. "I have asked all the men to stay away from you. They can't touch you. Or they will be killed at the spot."

Damon helped Nancy get on the horse and looked at her for a moment. "You good?" Nancy nodded lost in her thoughts. She wonders how it was possible. Even her dad didn't have such rules for her. Damon was smiling but his eyes were mirroring his sense of possession. She knew he was the kind of man who would suffocate and kill her in his hold but wouldn't let go.

"You know how to ride?" Damon asked making Nancy nod. "Yes, I used to when I was little." Damon got on his horse and led Nancy's horse holding the harness.

"Would you like vineyards or the fields?"

"Are those mountains in your estate?" Nancy asked because those looked far. It could be a long ride and she won't have to decide for the rest of their day. Damon too looked at the distant terrain for a moment before looking at Nancy. "You like it. Don't you?"

"It's serene," Nancy replied,

Damon was still close to the stable. So, he shouted. "Call Ricci. Tell him to buy the east property. I want all of those mounds. My lady and I will enjoy the sunrise from there."

Nancy fisted her hand on the bridle and tried not to say a word. Damon then looked at her. "It will be mine before this evening." Nancy knew any woman would swoon at how he could spoil his partner. But she had seen how cruel he could be. This love wasn't without conditions. It comes with Damon's anger and sense of possession. Nancy knew it had a huge price that one had to pay by giving up their freedom of speech and will.

Nancy only smiled back. She knew she had to play this part. Damon offered her small gold-plated binoculars. She took it from Damon and slowly raised it to her eyes. It looked amazing to see things closely only when she was passing through the pavement. Damon had kept the horses on a slow pace. Damon wasn't trying to hide how he was staring at her like a maniac. He had every right to look at this woman from dawn to dusk and then dusk to dawn. She had never been someone's before and will always be his.

"Are they working in the fields?" Nancy asked but was taken aback by his stare. And, stuttered a little at the end.

"You want to have a look at it?" Damon asked and Nancy nodded. This made Damon grit under his breath. "You fucking want to look at anything but me."

"What?" Nancy asked but Damon shook his head. "Nothing," Damon let go of the hold on Nancy's horse and raced his horse towards where three men and two women were working in the fields.

Nancy too took hold of her horse and followed Damon. Listening to horses coming the workers stopped and looked up. They greeted the couple but Nancy noticed how the men took further steps away and were the first ones to look away.

"What do you do with all of this?" Nancy asked looking at the yield and Damon chuckled.

"I burn it all."

"What?" Nancy asked a little taken aback.

"Of course, not. They will make wine that our children will enjoy." This made Nancy look at Damon without blinking. Damon too caught her eyes and didn't like the element of surprise in her eyes.

"What? You will have to birth sooner or later. You didn't realize I was dumping into you?" Nancy widened her eyes. She couldn't for once imagine having children. She had never thought of a family. She didn't want any. Not where shedding blood and exercising cruelty would be something her heirs can't avoid. But did she have any choice?

Damon took his horse near to her and extended his hand for her. Nancy placed her hand in his and believed he would say something about how she shouldn't worry but instead, she found him reprimanding her in a low voice. "The rules aren't only for these men to not touch you. You will never touch a man too. Or I will burn you alive and stand there inhaling all of your burning skin."

Nancy looked at him horrified. It was such a difficult task to smile at his horrified threat. "I won't betray you. But this isn't practical. What if I mistakenly shook hands with someone? Got bumped into someone." Damon smiled at her innocence. "Well, in that case, that man had to lose his life because I don't get back on my words."

"This is...cruel?" Nancy replied and it indeed changed Damon's eyes. "I will prefer the word love." Nancy looked at him realizing if this would be their conversations always.

"I understand it is your love but..."

"No one touches the woman I dump into. Not you for sure."

Nancy wonders if it would throw her into a difficult situation but she still asks, "Did you have the same rule for your previous...wives?" Nancy said the word wives with a meek. She knew it wasn't a great move to make him remind of his previous wives.

"No, I haven't," To Nancy's surprise he replied with a smile.

Nancy realized he didn't mind that she brought up the mention of his previous marriages.

"Did any of your other partners..." Nancy tried to ask but Damon was quick to reply. "None of them were virgins. You are the field only I want to walk on." Nancy didn't like how he put his thoughts into the words but didn't have any way to oppose him.

"You want to get down and walk?" She realized Damon asked but it was more like an order. Damon got off the horse and Nancy waited for him to help her out.

They strode across the field. The rich scent had enveloped them. Damon got his arm around her waist and told her. "I bought this property when I was ten. We rented it at first but I liked the atmosphere. They didn't want to sell so my father killed the whole family. Their relatives knew better and accepted the deal."

Nancy gulped hard but tried her best to not let the bitterness show on her face. Damon noticed her reluctance and encouraged her. "You will get used to it."

"What if I am not?" Nancy asked and Damon slowed down his pace to almost a stop when he whispered, "I have confidence in you." But then he picked the previous rhythm and stated, "Also, it was their mistake to refuse us. It could challenge our authority if we didn't take action."

"Does it make you strong or weak? If a simple no could challenge your authority..." Nancy remained careful about her tone because she knew that the questions she was raising could annoy him.

"What do you think made our family one of the ones who decide the future for millions of people around the world?" Before Nancy could process, she let the words out. "Fear," This made Damon make a stop in the middle of the long track. The path paved with red bricks in between the fields was clear.

"Yes, yes, yes,..." Damon exclaimed in awe. For the first time, he enjoyed her intelligence because it saved him time for explanation. "...This is the right answer. And, when someone says no to fear we should pluck that weed out. Always," Damon held her cheek in his hand and pulled her in for a kiss. Damon slowly pulled away and leaned his head to hers while whispering.

"I want you to fear me, Nancy. I can kill you. I can hurt you. But I don't want to do any of it. So,..." He raised Nancy's mouth to his lips all the while adding. "...don't make me do any of this."

"I won't," Nancy replied and Damon smiled, "Good, because your only place is here with me. Always," Nancy nodded in agreement and Damon kissed her again. Damon held her wrist and took her into the nearest shed. Nancy could pick Damon's intentions long before he led her into the shed.

The tension was building constantly. Damon only pushed the door but didn't lock it. When Damon turned to her she asked, "The door..." But Damon had already come at her. Nancy caught his shoulders but Damon quickly threw her on the hay.

"I am gonna fuck you for hours. I promise." Nancy fisted her hands on the hay while Damon removed his pants.

Nancy raised herself more onto the hay. Damon came over to her to pull her into a passionate kiss. Nancy held his chest but Damon was quick to turn her around. Nancy moaned realizing his lust when he bit her shoulder lightly. Nancy could tell he was holding himself back. For some reason, she couldn't deny that he was treating her somewhat right.

She felt his fingertips digging into her rear when he breathed into her ear.

"Give it to me. This is what you do."

Nancy didn't know why but she hoped for a beginning when for the first time she let herself believe that he wanted her as his woman.

It was after two hours that they were seen coming out of the shed. Nancy couldn't walk straight and Damon's arm around her waist kept her walking. Nancy let her body weight on him. The only thing that had given her the courage was the fact that he hadn't hit her. And, Nancy wanted to water whatever was blooming in between them. This could make their situation a little livable.

It was around evening when Damon and Nancy were looking out of the window. She had noticed that he enjoyed the view a lot. Their moment was caught by a call. Nancy didn't pay much attention to what he was talking about but seemed to be immersed in the moment. She knew at that moment that the more she knew would be harmful for her. The lesser she knew was better. She knew there was no way she could make it work with Damon if she started using her brain. So, wearing a royal blow robe she was enjoying the drink in her hand.

Nancy jumped when Damon came to hug her from back. "You own it now. It is yours. Get your horse out there whenever you want." Nancy spread her mouth forcefully in a cheerful smile before turning to him.

"I own it." She asked with such a surprise on her face.

"Of course, you do."

"And, I can get my horse out there anytime." This made Damon look at her for a moment before he held her face in his hands. "Anytime, as long as you promise that you will always come back to me." Nancy gasped a little before nodding her head. "I will, always. I know my place is with you. Always."

"What the fuck are you doing?" Damon asked back making Nancy hold Damon's face too. "When our children would ask about us. Today will be the day we will tell them it all started." Nancy noticed how Damon changed a lot of expression before pulling her into a kiss.

Nancy had once heard her teacher talking about how foolishly a man can fall if you make him believe in love only if he wants to. And, something informs Nancy that Damon Anderson wants to fall in love. Who was she to not catch her tormentor when he wanted to be vulnerable?

Soon their kiss turned into a passionate lovemaking right over the floor of the balcony. Nancy was almost asleep when Damon told her, "I want to see my princess ruling the world." Nancy only replied with a smile.

"Come with me. I want to tell the whole world you are mine."

"I will follow you anywhere," Nancy assured but all Damon could see was this beautiful Russian woman glowing under him. She was his and only his. Had never been someone's before and will never be someone's after. He wonders how he could hurt her. Was he too blind in his rage that he couldn't see he could destroy such an art?

Nancy didn't know that he meant to take her out. She was a little tired but could go out and look at the city. Nancy started looking for something to wear for their first official date. And, It was all fine until the woman who usually is part of the team to get her ready knocked at their door.

Damon didn't say much but the moment Nancy noticed that woman walking into their room and then putting the makeup on the vanity she asked Damon. "I can get ready."

This made Damon stop for a moment before he told the woman. "Leave already," The woman nodded and left the room. Nancy looked at Damon with such appreciation and Damon too looked beyond crazy when he looked proud of how he agreed to his wife.

Nancy started by putting on light makeup and chose the dress herself. She was still getting the earrings when she found Damon coming at her back. Nancy hadn't taken much to get ready. She had always preferred the light and more natural look. She wanted Damon to say something about her attire but the moment she noticed Damon holding her shoulders she could tell that all Damon wanted was to get her out of this dress.

"What are your intentions?" Nancy asked when Damon kept staring at her shoulders. "I am going to hold it until we get back home. And, then..." Damon let his fingers get down more to her chest and visibly gulped. There was no trace of a smile left on Damon's face when he finished. "I am going to ride you all night long."

Nancy caught his hands and inhaled sharply. "So, you don't want to tell me where are you taking me?"

"Nothing is worth surprising than the fact I am fallen for this." Damon grabbed her chest above her fabric and Nancy was quick to gasp. "Don't," and was quick to get up.

"You were right," Damon said extending his hand for her to take. And, the moment Nancy gave her hand he added, "Today, it all starts."

Just a heads up for my readers it is going to be nothing like a date should be. Their relationship is going to come at square one. And, Damon's obsession is going to be blamed. So, don't hate me.