Chapter 6. Proposal

The black car was seen pulling up in front of a restaurant. The exterior decorations could tell that it was going to be expensive to eat there.

Damon got down from the car and stared at me through the glass. I continued to sit there with my arms folded. I did not want to be part of all this.

I saw a smirk brush his lips. Then he gestured for his driver to open the door from my side.

As the driver opened the door, I turned my head over to the other side, showing my refusal to get down.

Damon let out a loud hiss and stormed over to my side.

“You don’t have to be a brat over here,” Damon said as soon as he got over to my side. He had a straight face on, and his eyes flashed heat waves at me. I suggested he was pissed, but I did not care. He has done a lot of damage to me, and he deserves more.

Seeing that I was not ready to give in, Damon let out another hiss.

“You want me to carry you in, don’t you? That’s what you want, right?”

I shot h