((Decided to do this in 1st person. :3))

I stared hard at my relfection. This all was a dream. Right? Yet every pinch I gave myself didn't awake me. "Damn it.." A hiss escaped my lips. I had to get outta here and find Terror, he'd know what to do, if he would accept me... after what happened to his-

"Ahhh Miss Howard." My thoughts were interrupted kwa that sentence and I suddenly was on edge and slowly turned to the speaker. His dark red gaze followed over me. He was observing me and I noticed a spark in his eyes. As my face flushed I quickly turned and he continued,"You look...lavishing... as ever and that dress compliments your shape well."

The heat was rising and I felt my hands clutch the vanitity. How dare he address in such a way... "I am a lady, not your toy! wewe shall not compliment me as if I'm your.. your slave.. I am in a relationship!" My hand was held up exposing the ring on my dainty finger. Damian rolled his eyes-which did not help my burning anger-and was infront of me, chest to chest, in a matter of seconds. "Technically, wewe are my slave... I did create you.. my venom runs through your viens.. therefore I am your master, Miss Howard."

A grim smirk spread across his face. I felt lightheaded as my face flustered and I met his gaze and let my words come in a malicious tone,"I belong to no one but Terror. wewe shall never own me.... wewe monster."

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((Short idk.. .o.))