Chapter 7 Seven
Amy's POV
My heart almost jumped out of my chest to the question that my brother asked me. What should I say to him now? How am I supposed to explain that Damien sneaked into my room through a way that I don’t even understand, and I have nothing to do with him? What if something bad happens here? What should I do now?
“I think I asked you a question, Amy. What are you doing, and why did you lock yourself in?” he questioned again.
“You see… this isn’t what you think. I can explain what is going on here. You see, the problem is…” I tried to explain, but he cut me off.
“What are you even talking about? Why did you lock yourself up in the room and refuse to open the door?” he asked me again.
I was shocked at his words, and I looked back to see that there was no one behind me. Wait a minute. I didn’t feel his presence around me again, and how did I not know that Damien already left?
I quickly laughed nervously. “Hehe, there’s nothing really going on here. It’s just me, and I was trying to rest a little bit. But you kept insisting on coming inside,” I said, while still looking around.
I can’t be too sure Damien has left. Where exactly is he hiding, and how did he manage to move so fast? There’s no way he could have escaped the eyes of my brother, and his scent isn’t anywhere in the room at all. How did he conceal this? What kind of a werewolf is he, to have so much power to sneak into someone’s place and also sneak out at the same time?
“I think you’ve rested enough. It’s time for dinner, and you should calm down for dinner. Also, stop shouting like that. There are people in the house, and you are disturbing everyone,” he told me and left the room after looking around carefully.
My mind was on the edge the entire time. It felt like my heart was going to jump out of my body. The moment he went out, I breathed a sigh of relief and fell down on the bed. Laying down and staring at the ceiling, I needed a moment to think about the crazy things that just happened to me.
As if it’s not bad enough that I was trying to think about how Damien managed to sneak into our house and straight into my room without being seen, Damien arrived right on top of me like a flash. He pinned me to the bed, holding my hands up even when I tried to move and counter him. He was too strong and predicted my moves so fast that I couldn’t do anything to stop him.
“What do you think you are doing, princess? You shouldn’t behave like that, don’t you think?” he said, slowly kissing my neck.
I’m supposed to hate this, but why is this making me tremble? And why do I love it?
“How did you manage to sneak out and come inside again? What are you doing? Is this some sort of witchcraft? Are you a hybrid?” I asked him too many questions at a time that he only chuckled and continued to stroke my hair while looking at me intensely. His clear eyes held a dark sense of aura in them.
“That is something for you to know some other time. But for now, don’t you think we should switch this up a little bit?” he demanded, and I saw him trying to unbutton his shirt.
My eyes widened in shock immediately. First of all, it was my first time yesterday, and I haven’t done it before. Secondly, is he going to do this when my brother could be right next door, and my parents are waiting down for me for dinner?
I immediately stopped him. “Stop this! Don’t you know that I have to go down for dinner, or my brother is going to come look for me? You don’t get to do this whenever you want.”
Instead of stopping, he continued to be rude and flipped me over in an instant.
“I don’t think I’m going to be able to stop when I need you so much. I told you we were going to meet tonight, but you didn’t come out to look for me at all. What did you think was going to happen?” he asked me.
I should have known he was serious with this.
“I’ve been at home all day, and I haven’t been able to get out. Don’t you understand?” I snapped angrily at him.
He opened my shirt and lifted it up, making my back visible to him. Like I expected what he was going to do, he kissed my back slowly.
“Stop, please…” I moaned instead of shouting at him. Maybe I’m enjoying this too much.
I felt his hands going through my back and then all the way to my hair. Why is he touching me like this?
“Can you please listen to me? We have to stop this right now. What if my brother comes back?” I whispered like a moan, but he didn’t stop.
It seems like he’s determined to do whatever he wants until he gets out of here today. And I can’t even stop him because I’m pinned to the bed with my back facing him.
“You’re mine, Amelia. No one else deserves to be with you,” he whispered back.
This psychopath… why does he always have this authority in his voice when he’s claiming me? I’m only doing this because he’s threatening to reveal my secret to the entire world and put my father in danger. I don’t want my family to be destroyed, which is the only reason I’m keeping quiet—otherwise, I should have given him poison.
Since he threatened me, he flipped me over again and crushed his lips on mine, kissing me so roughly while I felt his hardness troubling me. He wasn’t being gentle at all, and he was way too hasty in making his decisions.
“Damien, please! Please stop right now!” I begged him when I started hearing footsteps coming close to my room.
I kept begging him, but this bastard wasn’t listening to me. What if my brother comes back here? What am I going to do?
The footsteps were getting closer, and so were his actions. He had already taken off my shirt, leaving me with just my bra and my skirt remaining. And I know he’s going to take that off as soon as possible.
“Amy!” I heard. My brother had already left before calling me again, and I knew he was the one coming close to my room.
Oh no!