(Damon's POV)
"Stand up, don't make me repeat myself."
I glared at her, as my blood boiled in anger. But she didn't budge, neither did she say a word.
Before I could say a word, the maids whom I had ordered to bring some food for her arrived.
They quickly arrange the food on the table, glancing now and then on Ember who was adamant of sticking to her role.
"You can go now." My voice came out cold and devoid of any emotion.
They scrambled away from my presence, without looking back.
I turned to Ember, I had numerous ways to make her wake up… torturous ones. But for some reason I didn't want to hurt her. Though I'm going to punish her for calling me a Dumbass!
A playful smirk curled on my lips, as a thought crossed through my mind. I'd find out if she was really unconscious or not.
I cut a piece of the mutton, I walked stealthily to her, then I shoved the meat inside her mouth.
'Chew on it, you gluttonous pet.'
