You and Daemon hated each other. It was the purest hatred. You could light up an entire city just with th deadly electricity of his gaze.

It turns out it was an uncertain fate, for sure.

You slept with him.

The light of dawn invaded the spacious room, you exposed skin glowing as it received the sun's rays

Daemon looked at you, his cold face grew in a pretty smile "Your little witch. You putted a spell on me, don't you?" He said, amazed by your way to play. He was devastated. In love. In lust

He grabbed your chin, and kissed your lips "So sweet."