A couple months back, you were arranged to marry a cold, dangerous and rich Mafia boss. Damon, was everything but nice. He was always rude, cold, and killed people with no mercy. Around you he wasn't like that, he showed you so much affection. Always around you and touching you. Well you on the other hand, hated him. You were always cold and avoided him, but that only made him love you more. He could tell you were just like him, very cold, but soft around the people you loved. He knew you wouldn't admit it, but he knew you were warming up to him. Your eyes softened when you looked at him, and your insults were more playful, rather then serious.

You were acting incredibly moody today. Damon knew you were warming up to him, but today something was off. You seemed very short tempered. So an idea popped up in his head. While you were yelling at him, he gently tugged you closer to him. Putting his fingers in the waistband or your pants and tugging them forward, taking a peek inside. Seeing a pad in your underwear, full of blood. That was the problem, he knew you were acting weird.