บท 138: 138. [Bonus chapter] Some answers...

He withdraws his palm from inside her shirt, and picks up the document from inside a briefcase.

"Now that's a good boy..." his wicked chuckle sounded in the almost dark place.

"Here you go..." He hands over the document and a pen. Damon's eyes if possible, would have drilled a hole into his face, as all he wished for at the moment was to bear the pulp out of the man.

But he just takes the pen and document.

Isla could just shake her head vigorously, trying to tell him not to sign it. Her mouth trying to say some words to him, but only muffled sounds escaped her lips.

With one look at her bashed up state, he signs the document without even thinking twice.

"Now Damon, the call. You have to call and tell them with your own mouth too."

"You're not going to get away with this you know that." Damon breathed, his eyes reflecting the colour of the burning flames.