Control by M.S. Willis

Author:M.S. Willis [Willis, M.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The trip to Daemon’s apartment was short as the coffee shop was around the corner from where he lived. He pulled his truck into an underground garage and after exiting the truck, we walked to an elevator hidden away in a corner of the garage. The elevator was for residents only and Daemon had to use a key to call it. Once inside, we silently rode up to his third floor apartment. The elevator opened to a hallway with a door on either side. Daemon reached down to take my hand and then led me to the door on the left. He opened the door but then stepped back to motion me inside.

I walked into the apartment and gasped when I saw it. The apartment was three times the size of the one I shared with Annie and David. The ceilings were raised and my footsteps echoed as I crossed over the dark hardwood floors. The walls were painted a light grey which mimicked the color of stone. Daemon flipped a switch and wall sconces ignited. The sconces were gas flames and shadows danced around the room from the movement of the fire. Pendant lights hung from the ceiling every few feet or so and bathed the room in a soft light. The effect of both sets of lights gave the room a mystical feel and I was shocked by the beauty of it. Daemon’s furniture was very masculine and the dark leather overstuffed couches and chairs combined with cherry wood tables gave the room an old world feel. The wall opposite the entryway door held a floor to ceiling book shelf stacked with hard back books and other various objects that appeared to be replicas from middle age or renaissance Europe. I didn’t see any pictures or other evidence of the life that Daemon has lived and I was disappointed that he continued to remain a mystery in that aspect. Paintings depicting medieval scenes hung on the walls and were evenly spaced. Three large windows ran along the right wall and large doors led out to what I assumed must be the patio. I was surprised and impressed by the detail of the decor in the room and I wondered if Daemon had hired a decorator to create this space.

I was engrossed as I took in my surroundings and I hadn’t noticed when Daemon came up behind me. I felt his large, muscular arms wrap around me from behind as he bent down slightly to whisper in my ear. “Do you like it, Damsel?” His lips brushed my ear as he spoke and I could feel his warm breath trail down my neck. Goose bumps broke out on my arm and Daemon chuckled as he released me to rub his hands up and down my arms.

“It’s amazing, Daemon. I’ve never seen a more beautiful room.” Compared to my apartment, which consisted of mismatched furniture thrown together from the belongings of my roommates and me, Daemon’s apartment looked like something out of a magazine.

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