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Kara stared at herself in the mirror wearing the dark shade of floor length gown that hugged the front of her waist tightly while its V neck thin straps hugged held her breasts revealing a hint of her deep cleavage. The dress was completely backless while the end of it fell lightly above her hips, covering them completely. It was a gorgeous dress, perfect for an engagement party, but would have been an unforgettable one if the bride that stood in front of the mirror had a smile on her face, showing the happiness for the day. Kara was left alone in the large room to get dressed before the makeup and hair could be done. 
She had looked up at Damon and smiled at him. Shock had been clear on her face as she did not know what answer she was supposed to give him. She could not lie to him and say 'I love you too'. That was not in her. How could she betray the feelings of the man who showed his love to her so openly and devotedly? Luckily, Rita had come rushing to her and forcefully pushed her to go and get changed, saving her from the response that Damon was expectantly staring down at her for.
A knock on the door startled her. Thinking it must be the makeup and hair artist, she went and opened the door. She barely had unlocked it before a hand on her stomach pushed her back, forcefully entered inside and locked the door again.
Kara's heart pounded in fear and nervousness. Her mind went blank as she stared at the man standing in front of her in casual clothes, but his eyes shooting daggers at her.
"Why the hell are you here? I told you there is no relation between you and me from now on. I am not going to marry you. I can't-"
Her words halted when she felt a painful grip on her elbow. She tried to shove his hand away but he tightened it to almost inflict pain on her. She looked up in his green eyes. There was no playfulness or any other emotion in them. His eyes were filled with a dangerous, cold glare. He tugged her closer to himself. 
He moved forward until he had her pinned against the wall, trapping her. She was frightened by his behaviour. For the first time since she had been back, or even before then, she had seen this anger and instability in his eyes. It was like she had almost forgotten about the rage he carried. He almost looked like a lava that was about to burst out on her.
He pinned her small framed with his huge structure which was hard but she felt like her body had turned to jelly. His hand shot up to grab the side of her neck and lifted her face up as he gritted through clenched teeth,
"Didn't I make it clear that I am never letting you go? Why are you doing this to me?"
Kara was so shocked that she could not even form the words. "James... I..." she fumbled with the words as she found his green eyes boring into her soul. He could not her even talk anymore as he knew whatever she said next, it will only make him lose his mind even more. His hand tightened around her throat and he snatched her lips in an angry, passionate kiss. 
Kara groaned aloud recieving his punishment. The more she tried to push him away, the more tighter he held her close to himself and then at some point, she gave up on fighting him. His touch, the kiss, and everything that ran inside her was too pleasurable to protest against. He nibbled at her bottom lip and slipped his tongue inside her mouth, taking her tongue in a battle she was sure to lose. She did not even know if she was pushing him away or was clenching on his shoulders tighter to bring him closer to herself. As her nails dug in his flesh, he increased the pressure. She felt dizzy but that was because his kiss made her lightheaded.
He nibbled her bottom lips and thrust his tongue in her mouth taking her tongue for a rollercoaster ride. She didn't know was she pushing him or clenching his shoulder close to her, seems like second option because every time she dug her nail in his flesh he increased the pressure. She felt dizzy but was that because of the kiss made her light headed or the passion left her breathless. But still she couldn't help to have more. He left her lips but came on her neck with fierce kisses. His hands cupped her breast over the silk dress and squeezed lightly. His lips were on her shoulder, giving her a sweet torture with passion. Warmth spreads between her thighs. She felt her dress slipped down and its straps falling off her arms. There she stood half naked in front of him while her dress pooled on her waist. The pressure of his kiss become more forceful, she cried out, feeling him squeezing her thighs. She couldn't help but whimper for him.
Then she heard his voice that held anger, and frustration, and helplessness to the point of making her want to cry, "Did you even know what I felt when I did not find you in that house? I searched for you like a mad man in the whole fucking house and you just left me like it meant nothing. Now you are tying yourself to my brother. How can you do this to me? Do you know how much it hurts?"