Damien was looking at the floor but once Anna started to shout at him, he quickly lifted his gaze and stared at her. As she was getting louder, he was getting angrier. How could she say that?! She didn't know anything about them! Anything at all! How dare she?! Anger was raising within his limbs. It was greater than the first time when he wans angry at Anna. It was way greater. He clenched his teeth and curled his hands into tight fists. He wanted to hit her, drink her blood, punish her. Yes, now he was feeling like a vampire. The power of destruction ran through his body and without knowing Damien's fangs showed up and his eyes got all sparkly with blood thirst and anger. Quicker than before Damien moved to Anna, toppling the chair over. He gripped her arms and pushed her on the wall. His face was close to Anna's and Damien was breathing heavily, growling silently.
"You know nothing about me and my kind. Nothing at all. We could crush your race in a week without you even noticing it!" he hissed at her almost like he did hissed on Gabriel in the library. However, this wasn't enough for him. He wanted more. He wanted to torture her. Really torture her. From the corner of his eye, he saw her bed. With one move he threw her there. He didn't care whether he was gentle or not. She deserved whatever was about to come. Not giving her a chance, he got on top of her, pinning her hands at one place. Somehow, he got in between her own legs without even noticing it.
"You think, you are clever but you are not. You are just a human," he hissed again, arrogantly. Deep in his mind, where the kind and gentleman-like Damien was imprisoned, something screamed that he was now behaving like his father or even worse...like Gabriel. However, this furious version of Damien didn't mind. He became wild, but not wild enough. He lowered his head towards Anna's neck. Feeding time? No, furious Damien was up to something else. What would be a better punishment than hurting someone psychicaly? He made his fangs disappear and with his human teeth bit Anna's neck like someone would do during wild intercourse. His mind was still darkened so he didn't and couldn't control his actions. Moving Anna's hands above her head and holding both of them in one of his, Damien used his other hand to brush Anna's side from her armpit, over her breast and down to her hip. Afterwards, he moved his hand under Anna and lifted her lower part up.
"Soulless..." he hissed and looked back into Anna's eyes. His anger didn't subside at all.