Damon

you were led in blindfolded by strong arms holding yours, your wrists were bound by handcuffs which were tight. Strong hands held your arms tightly, the smell of cigarette smoke filled your nose, you heard someone knock on the door followed by a deep rumble of a voice through the door “come in.” the door opens and your now led into the room, the hands still holding you in place to ensure you don’t run. the blindfold is removed and the bright light of the room shines on your sensitive eyes causing you to blink. You look around and your eyes widen when you see Damon and he doesn’t look happy, he stands from his chair and looks you over, taking in the redness of your wrists from the handcuffs, his expression darkens more and his eyes narrow “why are they so tight?” a guard holding you stammers “we had to ensure she wouldn’t run—“ Damon scoffs as he stares the guard down, you feel the guards grip waver on you “uncuff her, now.” the voice was a deep menacing command.