Lady Evelyn was ecstatic when Damien arrived at the front of her door at the time of noon. Wearing clean crisp clothes, looking chic like a gentleman, she couldn't tell how delighter her eyes were to see him now but more than that she was happy to see him standing there waiting for her.
Even during the time in the past, the man had never done this for her ever and it pricked her heart. She quickly dispersed the thought away, walking in an expensive-looking gown that was emerald in color. With a coat of thick fur, and jewels that sparkled around her neck, she walked to him with the mansion butler who had opened the door for her.
"Good afternoon, Damien," she greeted him, dropping the title from his name to make the noon much closer and intimate. Damien smiled back at her,
"Good afternoon, Evelyn. You look lovely," he complimented her. Of course, she was looking beautiful right now and Evelyn knew that without anyone having to tell her but hearing the compliment that rolled out of Damien's tongue, it only made the time sweet.
"Shall we?" Damien asked her, giving his hand like a gentleman and Eveyln only turned that much pleased by his behavior.
She knew they were a perfect match for each other, so perfect in everything that she didn't know what he was doing with that human yesterday. Maybe if she tried to jog his memory with some events, trying to create some that would remind him of the good time they had spent when he had come here to Valeria two visits ago, things could turn back again and Damien would leave that human, seeing how much she lacked while how much Evelyn herself had the potential to be his bride.
Evelyn stepped in the carriage, moving herself to the other side of the seat while making room for Damien. Once the carriage started, she moved closer to him, placing her hand around his like they were a couple.
"I am so glad that you agreed to come and take me out to the theater. Though I must say, I would have been more impressed if you took me to the night theater. I wouldn't have minded if you made the plans for it," her right hand touched his leg, her fingers running delicately on his slacks of pants that he wore right now.
"You didn't give me an option," Damien smiled back, a crinkled smile that looked down at her which wasn't the usual smile he gave to Penny.
"How could I? I needed to make sure we could spend some quality time with you taking me to the theater so that we could enjoy ourselves. Do you not miss me, Damien?" Evelyn asked, her red eyes peering up to look at him.
Evelyn couldn't stop herself from admiring the man who sat next to her right now. Damien looked like one of the high standing councilmen, a true pureblooded vampire with the way his black hair had been combed behind to perfection. His sharp jaws and the straight nose stood proud on his face.
Damien smiled at her, taking her hand and putting it back on her lap as he said, "You seem to have forgotten our deal, Evelyn," a look of displeasure passed through the vampiress' eyes, "What happened in the past was a deal where no one would be emotionally attached to another. That when the time needed anyone could call quits. If I am not wrong, you were the one who set it," he raised his eyebrow at her, pulling out a pack of cigar from his pocket to place it between his lips and then light it up.
Evelyn responded back, "It was different back then. Now it is different, now I want you," she declared to hear Damien chuckle.
"I think you missed the memo but I already have a fiancee whom I very much am in love with-"
"I will make it change," Evelyn said, her words firm. She had to close her eyes when Damien blew the smoke right over her face.
"Change what? You are you and she is she, and so am I. Take this as a day to have closure and end it right here. Today," Damien looked at her through the clouded smoke.
But Evelyn didn't take a no for an answer. The woman was a pureblooded vampire and not some weak or meek human to give him this easily. She had held her affections, waiting for the right time but here he was already engaged to a human girl? What a joke thought Evelyn to herself. If she couldn't change Damien's mind, then she wouldn't mind erasing the girl from these lands.
It wasn't the first time where Evelyn had tried to keep women away from Damien. She had done that stealthy when they spent a few hours touching each other.
"I won't give up on you, Damien."
"Good luck waiting for nothing then," he answered her, taking a drag from the cigar and then blowing the air where the carriage had turned full of smoke.
"Do you really need to smoke now when we are going to the theater?" she asked him, her red eyes staring at him as he took a peek outside the window. The esteemed theaters were something where only the pureblooded vampires went and maybe some scarce number of humans who were rich. A lot of money was required to be able to afford to step inside and look at what was in there and more money depending on where one wanted to seat themselves in the theater gallery.
The perfume which she had sprinkled on herself started to evaporate and she was soon going to smell as if she had come out of a burning house.
"If you don't like my company you can get down. No one is forcing you, dear. It was your idea to ride the carriage and take you to the theater," upon Damien's harsh words on her ears, Evelyn could only quietly fume without expressing anything more knowing well how Damien's smart mouth worked.