Revenge Deal With The Devil-Chapter 43: KISS

Damon appeared back at the cliff immediately rushing to Duane gripping him tightly by the collar.

"Don’t you ever try that again!" Damon growled with bloodshot eyes as he glared directly into Duane eyes, rage visible within his eyes.

Damon did not want to let Amelia go but at the same time it was what was best for her and safe for her.

"Try what? Is not like you did not save her anyways." Duane said trying to pry Damon hands of his collar.

Damon gave him a cold hard look before slipping his hands away.

He knew that he did not save Amelia, and somehow before he could get down she had landed on the rocks but was still alright.

"Damon, I can not believe you would do this to me, after all we have been through!!" Ophelia yelled sobbing, her hand went to her face as she covered her whole face crying badly. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"I just don’t want to see someone get hurt because of me." Damon said plainly, "that does not seem like the devil though." Duane chipped in provocatively.

"You are going to lose that mouth if you keep it running." Damon threatened Duane coldly.

"What ever it is, it’s in the past, I have decided to move on with you." Damon said mustering up a gentle smile as he went over to Ophelia and pulled her into his arms patting her lush red hair gently.

Ophelia smiled feeling Damon warmth, it was what she always wanted and had yearned for, many years has passed and now she can finally have it, even if it was not using her true identity, the results was still worth.

"I think that’s enough for you two lovebirds, Damon I know you might be wondering why I did all this, but it’s no fun killing someone you have been away from all this years, so I hatched a plan of making you and Ophelia get together so I can kill her." Duane explained with a wide smirk on his face.

Ophelia raised her head from Damon embrace as she glared hard at Duane, could the guy not let her enjoy the warmth of the person that she has been longing for, she knew that Duane was not on her side and also hated her infact all the Hilter brothers do, but why does she care as long as she gets what she wants.

Damon pushed Opehlia back into his arms, "I would advice you to think deeply before acting, behaviors like today would lead you to your grave, I hope you understand." Damon stated coldly not waiting for Duane response before disappearing fromnthe cliff.

Duane stared at the now empty space where Damon stood with Ophelia in his hands then looked further to the trees scattered behind, "Dear brother, what if you find out you were with the person you hated the most." Duane asked himself as he slowly turned his cape swinging along with him and his lonely back profile walked back towards the castle.

Damon appeared in a castle hallway, the walls had paintings of people being stabbed, burned and eaten by a dragon.

It was his home, Damon’s home but he had not had the chance to come here ever since he met Amelia and he basically stayed in the human realm during that period.

Maybe his not being there now, would help her grow and awaken, Damon thoughts drifted off to Amelia.

"Damon, what’s with all the paintings, it’s so....." Ophelia said making a weird face.

The paintings made her uncomfortable as she felt like the paintings would occasionally turn to look at her and it creeped her out giving her goosebumps.

"That’s weird, I remember you asked for the paintings when you first moved in with me, why the sudden hate?" Damon asked with a cold tone that made Ophelia back stiffen with fear, she could not believe that she had almost slip up.

"Dear, I have been tortured daily by Duane and always wished that I could see you everyday, seeing this pictures remind me of those times, besides you don’t expect me to remain the same after all these years, I have changed." Ophelia sobbed gently cleaning her tears.

No matter how hard Damon wanted to get rid of this facade he could not deny the soft spot he had for this face and seeing her beautiful green eyes tear up, made his heart string tug.

"I understand." Damon said simply sighing in his heart as he pulled her into a hug.

Ophelia felt that she had hit the jackpot being hugged by Damon twice a day and then she decided to take a bold step.

Damon although hugging Ophelia stared at one of the paintings in a daze remembering how they had hung it up together, the way she beamed at him thanking him for accepting her request, any normal girl would have preferred flower paintings, but his girl did not and that was what made her special to him, she was not any regular girl and he was not a regular guy.

Damon mind then drifted to Amelia as he wondered where she was and how she was doing, then he remembered he had not ordered Max to revoke the DH enterprise order yet, she might not be able to get a house, would she go back to her family.

Damon really hoped that everything would go well with her and that she would be safe till he was done with all the troubles arising, there was absolutely no way he would put her in danger, not again and never will he.

Damon thoughts were suddenly interrupted when something wey and soft landed on his lips.

Damon eyes widened in shock as he looked down to see Opehlia tip toeing to give him a kiss, her eyes were closed and it seemed that she was enjoying the moment.

Damon suddenly realized his arms that were wrapped around Ophelia and raised his hands towards her hair as if he wanted to stroke it.