Chapter 65 065
Amy's POV
"There's no need to lie or brag in front of me over things that you didn't do. I'm very sure I didn't ask you about your ex or anything," I broke the silence.
I'm not going to let him fool me easily again. I'm not that stupid to think there would be any chance he's going to choose me over the woman he has loved for years. Besides, he also approached me mainly because I looked like her and not because of the bond we share.
"Please stop doing this to me, Amelia," he begged me. "I really didn't mean to hurt you. Let's leave here first to be safe and we can talk about this later."
I wanted to continue being stubborn, but for the sake of my baby, I had to agree with him. He only helped me take a few things and told me not to worry, that his men were going to bring the rest. I still can't stop thinking about who is after my life and how they even found out about me.
There's no way they could tell that I was a lycan just from my scent. How is that even possible in any sense? I haven't even gone to many places in town, so how did I get into this mess? I wouldn't worry about myself too much if I was alone, but now I have a baby, and I also have a family at the risk of being attacked by them. Although my family can handle them, it's still risky. What if more trouble arises from now on? I can't put down the feeling of unease.
"What exactly are you thinking about?" he questioned me, noticing I was silent.
He really decided to drive me somewhere that doesn't even look like the way I came in. I wonder where he's taking me. We haven't even gone far.
"None of your business. Am I obliged to tell you my thoughts now?" I fired angrily at him.
He nodded his head. "It's okay if you don't want to tell me. I'm not going to force you to open up."
Just like that? I got confused, looking at him. This is the same man that forced me to do things with him the first time, and he has done so many things without asking for my opinion. Since when does he respect me like that?
"You're being so weird right now," I said and looked away.
Our car finally stopped somewhere, which was strange. I couldn't believe what I was seeing in front of me. It was a private jet, and it seems like we are going through this jet. What is going on? Is this bastard going to take me on a private jet? I knew he was rich, but I didn't know it was this much.
"What are we doing here? Is that a private jet? Is it yours?" I asked him, clueless.
He tried to hold me, but I moved away from him. I could see the hurt in his eyes, but it doesn't compare to what he has done to me. I don't know why he's so surprised.
"This is my jet, and it's yours from now on," he replied to me.
I shook my head. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I can accept such a gift. It's too much for someone like me. Why don't you just give it to someone who deserves it, like your first love?"
He looked frustrated by me, and I was frustrated too. I wasn't used to him being nice and so calm around me. It's as if he's breaking his character. I mean, this is the same man that went against my father's wishes, pressed everyone around me just to keep me by his side, and now he's acting like he doesn't want to force me. It's weird.
Before I could make sense of what was happening around me, he lifted me up and didn't even give me a chance to struggle. No matter what I did to come down from his hands, he only held me tight. Why the hell is he so strong when we have the same power?
"What are you doing? Put me down!" I shouted, but he wasn't listening to me.
"Be a good girl and stop struggling. I don't want anything to happen to you or the baby," he replied, still carrying me all the way to the jet.
I didn't struggle anymore as he put me down and we got ready to leave.
"You're not even going so far that we need to enter a private jet. This place might be a little far, but it's safe, which was why I chose it in the first place. It's not too far from my pack, and it only takes about five to six hours."
"You don't need to go through all this trouble, you know," I told him.
He looked at me in frustration again. "I already tried to take you back gently, but you're not listening to me. I can't afford to put you in danger, so I'm going to act on my instinct first."
"You're just a bastard who wants control," I muttered under my breath.
He smiled. "I know you don't mean most of the things you say."
I didn't talk to him the entire time. I felt hungry and I wanted to ask him, but my pride wouldn't let me. It was as if he read my mind. I was served some food not too long later, and they were all to my taste. I've been having trouble eating some food lately, and I don't know how he managed to get them to cook something like this already on the plane.
I soon fell asleep not long after, and when I opened my eyes I found myself in a very familiar room. I realized I was in Damien's house and I might have slept too long to not even know that I was moved to another place.
"How did I even end up here? How long have I been asleep?" I asked as I tried to get up. I felt a throbbing pain in my head. Damien rushed to my side to check on me.
"You've been asleep for a few hours, and I had the doctors check on you. You were just too stressed and tired, which made you sleep for long, but you'll be fine now," he said, holding me.
I pushed him away. "Don't touch me! Just because I'm back here doesn't mean you get to do anything with me."
I'm finally in his mansion where I can feel safer and protect my child, but it doesn't mean that this place doesn't give me bad memories. Just thinking of the fight that I came back from makes me mad. Recalling how he kissed her and didn't care about me, he sent me away the last time also because of her, and I was just a substitute for her.
I was already trying to forget all of this, but he brought me back here and I can't help but remember it. I can't help how jealous I feel seeing him with other women. It's because I still love him, and I feel like such an idiot.
"Even if you hate me, I'm going to do anything to make you happy. I was wrong, Amelia, just don't think of leaving me again," he said and forcefully hugged me.
"Who says I'm not going to leave you? I'm going to leave you as soon as I can find somewhere else to stay and protect my child! I definitely won't stay with you!"
I tried to pull away from the hug, but he was getting stronger again, and I knew this scene was familiar.
"Stop saying that to me, Amelia. You already came back to me and you're still thinking about leaving? You can't leave me." He pulled away.
"What?"
"You can't leave me. I'm not letting you leave my side again, I promise you that."
I swear he's a psychopath. He's back to his usual annoying self. Why does he become so rebellious and possessive every time I tell him that I want to leave? I shouldn't have come here. Why does it feel like I will never be able to leave again? Was this a trap for me all along?