Rycca looked up into steel cold gray eyes and quickly looked away. He was a very large man with wide shoulders. He could probably crush her if he knew about her real idenity. She started to shiver from fear of the giant man and from the the cold seeping into her bones. Damian smirked at the girl, " Your fear is misplaced, young one. " " No, my hand is, " she said with a smirk playing on her full lips, she then pulled her free hand back and slaped him fully across his cheek. He was on her in a matter of seconds, catching her hands in his, he pushed them above her head and held them against the stone floor with one of his large ones. His large, fully musculed leg pushed her's apart. With his free hand, he reached down and begand to pull the ties of her cloak apart. He wasn't attracked to her body, though her eyes and face were beyond the mere word 'beautiful', he just ment to scare her. Why force some ugly woman when he could have a beautiful woman by just walking down the hall? She cried out in fear and struggled against him, which wasn't doing any good at all. He couldn't see what was under her gown, she thought frantically. She then started to buck and kick under him. Damian's hand continued to hold her's down, he was getting angry at this young imp. His free hand pushed up and under her gown, grabing the fabric in his fist and then he pulled. A smirk came to his lips as the fabric tore and gave away to his pulling. Suddenly, yards of fabric came flying away from his body as the gown was torn. ( continue later, I want to leave yall hanging )
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