~ Violet ~

- - - - - ONE MONTH LATER - - - - -

“You still have your safe word?”

Violet’s lips twitched into a challenging smile.

“Like I’m gonna need it,” she said.

Damon stifled out a chuckle. Violet stood in front of the bed in the playroom, slightly shaking her head as she shot a half-hearted glare in his direction. It was Christmas Eve and the couple had just gone back from a dinner party at the Mayor’s Office. Violet couldn’t wait to get home and finally enjoy Damon all for herself.

Violet was wearing a little black dress with thin straps loosely resting on her...