Damon

The rain started to poor down, his cold demeanor like no other. After all he had to remain this way. Dressed in a black suit, his muscular frame made any female drop to there knees. He had a title to keep. The monster of the underworld who rules over many. Almost taking the kingdom of the lords home to the angels. To keep the peace between the two worlds not having wars ever year something was traded off. The demon king promise protection to the angels then they would give him an annual gift of his choosing.He is towers over everyone at a height of 6’11. When he get mad his eyes burn red. He has horns with wings and a tail. The first time her saw “You” he knew he had to have you. From your long hair to the way your hips moved when you walked. He knew you were his.Anyone that would touch you would burn if he found out. This year:He asked for you although you hated him your parents said yes to him. Granting him ownership over you.you were now his.