Revenge Deal With The Devil-Chapter 57: NIGHTMARE

Amelia finally let go of her self, embracing Damon, using her nails to scratch his back and started moving her waist to meet Damon’s thrusts, Damon stared at her face for a while before bending down ravishing her lips.

"I’m going to." Amelia announced before her legs quivered and dropped signifying her release.

Damon after a while too groaned falling on top of Amelia breathing heavily.

"How about we go for round two?" Damon asked kissing her neck, Amelia did not have the opportunity to protest because Damon had already started with his stuff and this time around Amelia did not resist his advances.

They did it for a while before Amelia complained of being tired and Damon decided to let her go, he laid on the bed and pulled her into his embrace placing his chin at the top of her head.

"Damon." Amelia called out in a low voice pausing then started playing with her nails unable to continue with the question that was in her mind.

"Sleep first, whatever you want to say, you can say it tomorrow." Damon said gently hugging her tighter, Amelia nodded hugging him back before dozing off on his chest.

Damon knew the question on Amelia’s mind, he just did not want her to say it, he wanted to spend the day with her and not think about the problems they were facing, especially not even that fake.

It was his fault for dragging this matter this long it was just that the perpetrator would always use the trauma from being tortured as a means to escape his watch eye, and if she did not she acted perfectly like his Ophelia, when he finds out the truth he woild surely kill the person that put him in this dilemma.

And as for the people that attacked Amelia today, he did not know who sent them, he was sure Mia and Marcus did not see Amelia cause he had been following her since she left Silva’s villa.

After venting all of his anger, Damon could not just take the fact that his woman was living with another man and not just any other man, a man that loved her too.

The thought of that had made him panicky and jumpy causing him to stay close to that area to watch in case of any activities happening.

But seems even fate wanted them together because here she was in his arms again.

Damon really wished that he could make this last forever but it was just a wishful thought.

Amelia slept on happily thinking that maybe Damon had finally realized how much he loved her and came back.

As she was sleeping, she soon saw herself in a dream.

She was trapped somewhere yelling for help repeatedly but no one came to her rescue.

In that dark place, every day some people would come and torture as if trying to get information out of her but she would endure the torture not wanting to talk.

Until one day, she stayed in the cell, tears streaming down her face, she sobbed at the fact that she was trapped there.

She then committed suicide, the men came and went into panic mode as she was their only hope to survival, they tried to revive her but nothing worked, in the end they could only carry her and go bury her in a very dark and eerie Forest.

Amelia felt the girl was her and at the same time was not her because she felt like she was watching everything that took place but she also felt the pain of the girl, the pain she felt being tortured and the pain she felt when no one came to her aid.

Amelia had a strong feeling it was because she refused to hurt someone she loved that she died there.

"Amelia!" Damon called out seeing her groaning from her sleep as he entered inside the room with a tray in his hands, it was obvious that she was having a night mare.

It was day light already although the curtains were still closed making it look dark in the room.

Damon quickly dropped the tray in his hands on a short stool by the bed, he sat beside Amelia raising her up to lay in his arms, he worriedly patted her cheeks.

"Amelia, open your eyes it’s just a dream." He called out anxiously, but his anxiety only increased when he saw tears streaming down from her eyes.

Damon was prepared to go into her mind to wake her up also see the dream that put Amelia in this situation because he had been calling for minutes now, it was then that her eyyes fluttered open.

She stared at Damon unsure whether it was really him, her eyes misty and moist from all the tears she shed.

Seeing that she was awake now, Damon sighed in relief.

"Go take your bath, I brought you breakfast." He said trying to lift her up, he was trying not to be tempted because of the fact she was naked.

Last night, he used a wet towel to clean her up so he was not bothered about her being dirty, and even if she was, he did not mind.

"Damon, do you love me?" Amelia asked with the dream flashing through her mind, someone sacrificing themselves for someone they loved was a huge step to take and no normal person would do it expect one with a strong mind.

Damon sighed in his heart, he knew this question would be asked sooner or later and he would not be able to avoid it but still no matter how all his cells were screaming yes, he still had to protect her the best way he can.

With that, Damon summoned the best player smile he could, "How could I love someone like you." He said shattering both Amelia heart and hopes into pieces.

Amelia stared at him for a while before getting up from his laps limping to the bathroom slamming the door shut.

Immediately the door was closed, she slid down the door and started sobbing, he did not love her and yet she thought maybe he did after what happened last night.