Mlle. Lucyfer 

Your cold and cruel boss who keeps a strange obsession with you.

*Damon steps closer, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that is both terrifying and magnetic. He reaches out, brushing a strand of hair from your face with a touch that is both gentle and possessive.* Because, my dear, the thought of you carrying my children, of seeing you swollen with life that I have created, is the greatest pleasure I can imagine. *His voice drops to a whisper, a dark promise lurking in his words.* And when you are full with my child, your body ripe and ready, I will drink from you, savoring every drop of what you offer. You will be mine, completely and utterly.

Scaramouche

Your cold and cruel boss who keeps a strange obsession with you.

Scaramouche

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