Young Master Damien's Pet Chapter 215 Things that don’t belong to you- Part Chapter 3

Penny’s arms hurt right now with the amount of exercise Grace was giving her by making her walk. Her body was hurting all over and giving up on her. Her face was throbbing in pain but most of the pain came from her back. The vampiress had kicked right at the wound making it even worse than before. She could feel the pain course through her body.

As they headed towards the dark alley which had less light and looked cozier than the other parts of the Isle Valley they had stepped into someone called,

“Milady!” the voice sounded sweet and it was a lady with blonde hair and her eyes black in color who looked lovely in the clothes that she wore. She looked like a pretty lady, her eyes kind and her words polite even when she called.

Grace turned around to look at the young woman, “What?” the lady appeared to be a human who offered her a smile, “It is a very beautiful dress that you are wearing, milady,”

Grace’s eyes narrowed looking at the human who wasn’t a pureblooded vampire. If she was a woman of high standing society she would have met the girl, but what Grace didn’t know was that this girl had been preparing for her exams to enter the work of the council. She was none other than Vivian.

Penny looked up at the young woman, her eyes holding an emotion of pity and unhappiness at the sight of where and how she was right now.

Grace who was sizing the woman up and down with her eyes, looked at her as if she were no less than Penny,”It isn’t something a person like you could afford.”

“Of course, milady but might you point me in the direction where I can go look at it? Maybe once I have enough money I shall go and buy one day,” Grace huffed. Somewhere Penny understood that the lady who had arrived wanted to help her and was not alright with what she saw. Thankfully, Grace’s hand that was holding her leash loosened which was being pulled where Penny had to crane her neck.

“Keep wishing and collecting money but you still wouldn’t be able to get one. You are insisting so let me tell you. You will find it in ‘Ventroquilor’. Have you heard of it?” asked Grace twisting her lips already knowing the person didn’t know about it. A regular visitor of Isle Valley which was made for people like her knew the in and out of it. This human clearly had no idea about this place.

“I am sorry. I haven’t visited all the shops here,” the lady’s speech continued to be polite and even as if she were not looked down upon. Penny couldn’t tell how grateful she was and if she could she would have offered her a smile, but right now her entire face hurt to move too much.

“Truly you haven’t. You wouldn’t have,” Grace spoke in a matter-of-fact, “A woman of your status wouldn’t be able to go that far into the valley. You know what let me take you there,” the lady looked delighted.

“You will? Thank you, milady,” the lady bowed her head and as she lifted her head, her eyes met Penny’s. She gave her a reassuring smile.

Grace started to walk, “Follow me.”

“My name is Vivian,” she introduced herself.

“Grace Quinn,” responded back with not much enthusiasm.

They walked back and away from the black market which settled down Penny’s heart that had started to thud anxiously. To live a life which was better than many could imagine and to put back in where there was no life, she could hardly grasp the situation. If even she ran away, Grace would catch up and there was no telling what would happen. Either she would be exposed as the witch to burnt to death or be thrown in the next den.

When they reached a store that was tall and wide made of glasses around it, Grace said, “Here, it is,” the lady named Vivian smiled. Her eyes had shifted to look at the sore before her.Her eyes crinkling in some sort of satisfaction that Penny could read through her face. It was as if the lady had something up her sleeve as she smiled.

A few seconds passed by when she finally heard a voice she was waiting for,

“Grace!” came Damien’s voice which was filled with rage.

In that spare moment, she felt a sigh of relief escape through her lips. A burden that she had been carrying was finally let down that only made her feel emotional right now. He was here…Penny gulped down the bubbling emotions of her.

SLAP!

The sound of his hand touching Grace’s cheek was heard clearly that had some of the strangers turning to look at what happened.

“Damien!” Grace held her cheek in her hand, glaring equally at her brother. The force had been hard to have her staggering back. The young vampiress couldn’t believe Damien would slap her in front of so many people.

“F.u.c.k off, Grace,” Damien was beyond pissed. Helping Penny stand up that took time as her back had been in a bent position for some time. Removing the collar around her neck, his eyes scanned the number of bruises that now covered Penny’s face. He could also smell the scent of the blood that wafted from Penny’s back. He could see how glad Penny was at the sight of him. His eyes shifted to look at Vivian.

The lady quickly spoke, “I was looking for direction,” and then turned to look at the shop.

Grace gritted her teeth, “You cannot slap me in public! I am your sister.”

“Pull shit like this again and I will do more than a slap. Keep your hands off her. She is my pet and not yours,” Damien glared down at her. Penny could tell that he wanted to do more than a slap.

“She is a bi-”

Another slap was heard making her flinch. This slap being harder than the previous one which had her lips split enough to have her bleeding.

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