Chapter 41

• Damian pulled out her and his cock was covered in her juices. Not her pleasure juices but rather her life-giving ones. He got up from her and walked to the bathroom, her blood that was on his dick, dripped on the floor making a trail. He entered the shower and washed himself off. He walked back to the room and changed into a clean pair of boxers. Lilian had still not moved from her position. He poured himself a glass of wine and stood on the balcony, sipping contentedly. After he had his drink, he came back inside and Lilian had still not stirred. He walked over to her and felt her pulse. It was weak and so was her breathing.
• He walked calmly into the bathroom and filled the tub with cold water. He walked back to the room and carried Lilian to the bathroom. She was limp and her thighs were bloody. He placed her in the water and almost immediately, the water was the color of wine. He headed back into the room and took off the bedclothes. There was no need of washing them. They were ruined already. He placed them in a plastic bag and proceeded to clean up his floor. He finished up and checked on Lilian but she had not still stirred or woken up. He dressed up and headed out with the plastic bag leaving Lilian in the tub. His guards had heard Lilian's screams but they all tensed up immediately they saw Damian walking outside. He looked at them viciously and continued to walk until he disappeared into the darkness. A few minutes later, they could see smoke in the light of the moonlit sky and red and orange colors darted amongst the trees and bushes. Soon enough, Damian walked back and addressed one of the guards.
• "Keep an eye on that's fire," and he walked back inside. The guard took off in the direction of the flames. He had to control them lest they risked starting a forest fire.