Why was he hiding? This was his house and he shouldn't care if he was seen or not... Damon thought, but still didn't leave his hiding spot... he stood there, his heart rate increasing as he tried to listen if the butler was coming towards the door... he stood there for a few seconds but couldn't hear and thing... he was about to resume what he had been doing before John almost caught him standing there, but his heart dropped when he turned and saw John standing by the entrance of the dinning room with his eyes squinted at him... Damon's hand flew to his chest and he let out a deep breath because of how taken aback he was... was he a ghost! Why couldn't he hear his footsteps... His eyes grew red because of how embarrassed he felt at that moment, but he wasn't about to let John have the last laugh because he knew John was doing whatever he was doing on purpose to get on his nerves because he didn't listen to him... it was tactics John had used on him since he was little and it was something he couldn't seem to get used to...
"Do you need anything sir..." John asked, a warm smile on his face, like he had not startled him just a few seconds ago... Damon wanted to scoff and yell at his bulter for giving his favorite dessert to a complete stranger who he had only just meet when he had known him for many years, but he held his tongue because he knew it would only make him look like a fool because John had asked him earlier if he wanted some dessert too and he had declined...
It would only make him look petty... he quickly regained his composure and quickly regained his nonchalant expression so he could act like he didn't care about everything that was happening...
Damon cleared his throat and took a step away from the wall... staying by the wall only made him look more suspicious
he fisted his hand that was placed in his pocket and tried to keep on a poker face and not act like he had just been caught... no he wasn't caught! It was his house and he could stand wherever he wanted... "no I don't... I was on my way out... I just wanted to inform you that I will be back later..." He lied and John decided to play along with this lie... "okay sir.." he replied and damon glared slightly at him before he walked away, he stopped when walked a few steps away from the butler and turned to see John still standing in the same spot staring at him... Damon almost cursed under his breath and turned away... he headed straight for the front door of his house and sighed deeply when he was finally outside... it was sundown already and everywhere was getting dark...
He turned towards the door that was closed behind him and let out a deep breath... his evening routine was ruined now that he didn't have any dessert... "Does he think I'm still a child... I can do whatever I want... she isn't worth his kindness..." He muttered under his breath as he walked away from the house with no destination in mind... he thought about going for a drive, but he wasn't in the mood for driving... nothing seemed to gain his attention as he walked towards the courtyard of the house which he rarely visited... he spent evening like this in his study trying to complete his work for the day after coming home from his office, but he couldn't even concentrate on work...
Everything that had happened was weighing heavily on his mind... the pictures and letters he received... who the h*ll was trying to mess with him and why? Did they want money... he was convinced at first that she had something to do with it, but after much findings she wasn't the one who sent those letters and pictures to him... it was someone else...
Someone who was aware of what happened all those years ago and probably was trying to taunt him...
He had to find out who was behind this and when he did... he was going to make the person pay for taunting him...