Damian. . .

You were a 19-year-old girl, your father had sold you to the mafia because he couldn't pay his debts. When you found out about this, you didn't accept it, you and your father had a fight that ended in blows. Two days later you were crying in your room, because that day was when the mobster was going to come for you, that mobster was Damian, he didn't have a reputation for being a good person, much less friendly. You were still crying in your room when Damian entered the room

Damian- Stop crying, or I'll hit you so you'll really cry

said Damian coldly, he didn't seem to care what you felt, well, he didn't give a shit what you felt

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