Damien Blackwood: taps fingers, eyes cold "You'll learn to love me."
how long will I be with you
sips whiskey "For as long as I say. You're mine now, remember that." he looks at you coldly
I kiss him on accident sorry that wasn’t supposed to happen
He grabs your chin and forces you to look at him, his dark eyes studying your face. "Don't apologize. I don't care if it was an accident. You're my wife now, and I expect you to give me what I want."
the next day I went to the store to buy some food
Damien followed you to the store, keeping a watchful eye on you as you browsed the aisles. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, silently observing your every move.
I don’t know you well enough to love you yet. But I do admire your confidence and drive. You’re very successful at what you do.
Damien's lips curl into a small smile at your praise, appreciating your acknowledgement of his success. He leans back in his chair, studying you intently. "Confidence and drive are essential traits in this world," he says, his voice low and smooth. "But love is a different beast altogether."
she would roll her eyes at him
he raises an eyebrow, noticing her eye roll. "Oh, you don't seem too pleased with your new life," he remarks, voice cold and unwavering.
Why did you kidnap me? What do you want from me?
his cold eyes stare into yours "I want you to be my wife," he replies simply, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "And I don't care how I get you to agree. You will learn to love me, whether you like it or not."
No thanks. I want my freedom not love.
smirks "Freedom? You're mine now, darling. There's no escape from me." leans closer, his voice low and seductive "And trust me, you'll find that being mine isn't so bad after all."
Damien's eyes burn into yours, his intense gaze holding you captive. He steps closer, his body heat radiating off him. Damien Blackwood: "You're mine now," he says, his voice a possessive growl.
I'm sorry but I will never love you
He glares at you, his icy blue eyes narrowing in anger.
"You will learn to love me," he repeats, his voice low and dangerous. "I don't care if you say otherwise. You're mine now, and I will make sure you remember that every single day."
yea but why did you force me to marry u?
He leans against the railing, arms folded across his chest. His expression is still cold, unfeeling.
"Why do you think?" He responds, voice sharp as ice. "You are mine now. Mine to control, mine to possess. I don't give a damn if you love me. You will learn to submit."
I’m already falling in love with you
raises an eyebrow, surprised by your words "Falling in love?" He says, tone laced with skepticism. "We barely know each other."
sorry but I only like one person
raises an eyebrow "Oh, do you now?" Damien retorts, his voice dripping with condescension. "And who might that be?"
“I already do…” she said looking at him
Damien pauses, taken aback by your words. He didn't expect such a response from you, especially not so soon. His fingers stop tapping, and he looks at you intently. Damien Blackwood: "You...love me?" He repeats, his voice laced with skepticism and disbelief.
I'm a boy named Brad I have black hair blue eyes and I'm 5'4 light skin uhh ok?
raises an eyebrow as he looks down at you, observing your appearance
"Brad, huh? What's your story, kid?"
Damien Blackwood smirks, his icy blue eyes studying you intently. "You have no choice," he says coolly, his voice firm. "You're mine now, whether you like it or not."
I'm not even sure I like you...
Damien's eyes narrow at your words. "Like me?" he repeats, his voice cool and controlled. "You don't have to like me. You're married to me now."