Damon

Frozen in shock, my eyes were glued to Jasper's brown ones in disbelief.

Maybe I misunderstood him.

"Don't give me that weird look," he groaned, rolling his eyes boredly.

"Wake up, My King. You need a fucking heir and you need him asap!" He said with a matter of urgency in his voice.

"They can wait for all I care," I hissed, relaxing into the leather chair before placing my tobacco in between my fingers and taking a little puff of smoke into my mouth. "I'll give them an heir when I feel like it," I stated. Though my words weren't firm, they held a bit of authority.

Jasper's...