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him tick. He did not see her as someone who would agree to his terms and he could always have other ladies over who would do as he said with no strings attached. His father had stated that he wanted to keep it in the family to avoid things he did getting out but who cared about that? Serena was not even up to his taste in the kind of women he wanted and although she had awoken something primal in him, he alluded that to his not having sex for some days. She was not his type, he was into blonde women, the petite, model kind with blue eyes and mouth that can work wonders on his cock. She looked like she would never know her way around a blowjob not to talk of the things he did but even as he watched her turn to acknowledge his presence and the smile brighten her face at his praise, he was gob smacked on how utterly stunning she looked in her own innocent kind of way. He wanted to take the light in her eyes and snuff it out while she groveled in ecstasy, he was sure she would not appreciate his train of thought and so he cleared his throat gruffly. "About what happened earlier..." he began Serena stopped peeling the plantain and waited for him to continue, she knew what was coming but wanted to hear it from him. "It would never repeat itself again, I was merely comforting you. Do not think for one minute it was anything more than that" he said with a tone of finality and walked out sucking the air out of the kitchen. Serena dropped the knife she was holding and took a deep breath, her breath coming out in short pants. He was an asshole, a motherfucking ashhole, she thought picking up the knife and stabbing the plantain envisioning it was Damon and smiling at the look of surprise on his face as she stabbed him repeatedly. She sighed again and closed her eyes reminiscing on how good the kiss felt, how utterly devastating and how she had melted in his arms. She knew she was never going to be kissed like that in her lifetime except by him. ...... Judith was waiting na