Damian's POV
Jenna was playing a dangerous game, and she did not even realize it. She was likely joking around when she offered me her neck or told me that she was going to be 'mine,' but little did she know, I wanted to grab her and mark her.
The thought settled deep in my chest and refused to leave.
I wanted to ruin her for anyone else until all she would see and think about was me. I wanted to chain her down to me and make it so that she would never be able to leave me.
"Hey, are you alright? I was just joking with you…"
Jenna tried to lighten the mood by laughing a little, but her laughter fell on deaf ears. My silence made her go silent as well.
My hands reached out to cup her delicate neck, and Jenna froze beneath my touch. My hand covered her whole neck, and I softly caressed the side of it.
