Chapter 19 19
Chapter 19 19
Damian went through the thick bushes, carrying Celine over his shoulder like a sack of straw weighing nothing, and she was still trying to break free from him. _ _ _ _ _ _
He pulled her over his shoulder, warning her not to try to escape, and she didn't think.
L Twice she ran between plants and trees, taking a random, moonlit path.
He cursed Damien irritably, watching her struggle her way through the woods, and when she was about to lose sight of him, he caught up with her. He brought her back to his shoulder after he caught her, calling her, “Stop resisting, or you will throw something you don’t like at me.” “Damien, I swear to you I will make your life hell until you want it by disposal.
From me, yourself, and Kayden will kill you this time because of your action.” I tried with him by all means so that he might retract his action, and he preferred silence, penetrating deeper and deeper into the bush until he reached a remote hut far from everything, surrounded by thick trees in order to hide his trail, as it is impossible to discover his location except by
Who knows exactly where it is? He reached him moments before dawn sent his first threads across the horizon; he lowered her at the threshold of the door, locked it behind him, and hurriedly checked the windows and closed the curtains, and she took advantage of his preoccupation to return to the door, checking its handle, so that she could escape before returning, disappointed when she was unable to open it.
She ran in a random direction, hoping to find another way to escape, and when she bumped into his solid chest, he took her in his arms. She pushed him roaring with him, " What are you going to do now? Are you going to keep me imprisoned here forever? I assure you, I will flee as soon as I have the chance.”
He caught her neck, pulling her face to him, staring at her with jumping eyes with sparks of anger, contemplating her familiar features that remind him of dear features that were still between his ribs, reminding him of an absence that never left his mind, ready to do anything to restore her, to taste the witness of her lips and regain their heart and soul the day he lost her. and without
Dana's front of her lips was being punched by a mule as if he was trying to heal himself through them, and she put her arms between their chests, trying to stop him, to no avail. _ _ _ _ _ _
behind her.
She wiped her lips in disgust and called him in disgust: "You are despicable; you do not deserve Kaiden's love for you; you are selfish; you are not satisfied with what you have, and you always want what your brother has." “And what do I have, huh?” He shouted at her, spreading his arms wide. “The most important thing in this world is your brother’s love for you.”
He overturned his eyeballs, mocking her, saying, “Please stop,” as if his love for me concerned me. He answered her in a mocking tone, approaching her, and she spontaneously retreated until the sofa crossed her path again, and he reached for her, clutching a handful of her hair harshly; a painful sigh emanated from her lips. He drew her face close, whispering to him.
I want your love, the love of the daughter of the sun, the legend of the ancients that was no one before. I want you.” “I don't want you; will you force me?” She shouted at him, trying to remove his grip from her hair.
He freed her hair when he had had enough of her, turning his back on her, trying to gather his scattered souls, drowning in the vortex of his painful memories, wondering why she appeared now with these features and clarity. Didn't fate get bored of him? Is his first concern still insisting on harming him by any means? Is this a new punishment for him for a sin he did not commit? but it's fast.
What contained his struggle is due to his usual personality, through which he tries to forget his past and what it contains of tragedies, pain, and ghosts. He took off his leather jacket and threw it on the sofa, revealing his weapons hidden under it. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Damien noticed her anticipating looks at his weapons, understanding what was going through her mind, so he ignored her, grabbed her waist, and lifted her to the sofa until her face was directly parallel to his, with a sly smile: "That's better; at least you'll feel as tall as me and have a fair chance of stealing my weapon." She was only aware of herself.
Her little palm connects to his cheek, making a resonant sound, and she answers, “Ah, is this enough?” That was a stupid movement that shocked him for a moment, squeezing his palms, trying to control his nerves and not hurt her, allowing her to comprehend the ugliness she did.
He restrained his fiery temper and, without much thought, jumped off the sofa and ran from in front of him toward the small hall leading to the bedrooms, pushed one of the doors, hurried in toward the curtain, opened it to let the light into the small room, and stood before the window, shielding herself from the sun.
He let her run away in front of him, vowing to her, and where to run away to?? The hut is sealed, and you will not be able to escape from it anywhere. He sat on the sofa, his fingers crossed with his thick blond hair, thinking about the horror of what he did. He must get her out of the island as soon as Kayden will not stop looking for them, and this
The time, if he found him, he would kill him. He was clear by warning him not to touch her or approach her, but he could not obey his orders, not out of rebellion, but because of what this woman represented to him. , Kayden
He will not understand him, and she will not understand him, but he needs it, and he will not allow them to take it from him.
She rose in terror straight to her stand when she heard his footsteps approaching the room with the door wide open. She did not close it because she knew that he would not stand between them, so that if he insisted on entering, he would remove him from his place without hesitation.
Damian paused before stepping on the threshold of the room that contained it, contemplating the threads of sunlight dancing in front of the door as if they were teasing him with its presence. His pupils narrowed to comprehend what I had done, and he roared, “Celine, close the curtain, or I swear to you when I come to you, you will not like my punishment for disobeying me.” She fidgeted, feeling her heart.
He growled in her chest with a mixture of panic, rebellion, and glee that she had succeeded in keeping him away from her. "Keep away, Damian; the sun in its zenith will burn you in the blink of an eye."
He cursed angrily; he underestimated her and her cunning, took a step towards the door, tried the sunburn on his skin, retreated, and rose for a moment when he was bitten by the burning palm of his hand, although he can only see that foolish, triumphant smile on her face. Well, will the evening come and the sun set with him? Then he will see it. What will he do with it?
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She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the sound of footsteps moving away and kneeled to the ground, staring at the wall in front of her, secretly praying that Kayden could find her before Damian did an irreversible act.
Minutes and hours passed, and she resisted her drowsiness that seized her, afraid that Damian would forget her while she was sleeping, but in the end he overcame her in a deep sleep.
Damian sat across from the western window, watching the arms of the light gradually withdraw from the island, leaving behind the beginning of the onslaught of darkness. He smiled cunningly, rose from his bed, and hurried his steps to the eastern room in which Celine was sheltering. He stood at the door watching her curled up near the window, falling into a deep sleep. He entered her with steps.
Silent and with malicious intent on her, he will show her what he will do with her; he will do the impossible for her until she forgets Kaiden forever. She will only remember Damian, who will tattoo his soul inside her, forcing her to never return. “I will show you, my dear, that my brother is such a fool. If you were mine, I would not have waited an extra minute before I got you.”
Proving my possession to you.” He addressed her in a rapturous tone and with a sly, manipulative smile, gently touching her warm skin. She opened her eyes, watching him beside her, dominating her with his presence, smiling maliciously at her. She rose from her bed, retreating towards the window, turning around in terror. Has the sun set?
He answered her knowing her questions, “No, she is not gone yet, but she has disappeared behind the trees on the west side, and this room is located on the east side, smart.” “Be careful, Damian; don’t do anything to Kayden on me. To not be punished for what you did
I will tell him that I came with you voluntarily to explore the island. “That then?” « I do what? » He asked her, pulling her to him, and she hit his hard chest, curling her arms.
I will not bring him back, and do not think for a moment that I am of him, and what? I am able to defend myself well.” “ did do
Between them, I pushed him away, trying to evade his grip, straightening her, saying, “I promise that I will take you and smell my ownership over you before the sun goes down; in this way, I will cut the way back to Kayden.” by not touching me,
And here you are, revealing your dark mud, for since the first day I met you, you have been threatening to take what I do not want to give you, and you have continued to prove to me that you have nothing to do with Kayden, because he is the complete opposite of you.”
Her words struck a sensitive chord, reviving the memories of his old struggle with his parents, a struggle that caused a huge rift in his relationship with Kayden, and he freed her by spreading his arms wide and roaring at her with an emotion tainted by a tone of mockery. “Yes, yes, Dad, yes, Mom, Kayden is the best. Why don’t you act like Kayden? did not
Don't you train and fight like Kayden? Kaiden is better than you, better than you; he is pure-blooded, and you are polluted; his mother is a queen, and your mother is a maid; and worst of all is Kaiden himself. I tear up his books, I kill his favorite horse, and I steal his females and hide my deeds. He does not complain but rather pats me on the shoulder and takes me in his arms and does not hesitate to put himself in front of the cannon with the intention of saving me.” He told her, astonishingly, by the amount of hatred that ran through him as he added with conquest, “I hate him.” I hate it; I've been trying the impossible.
to tease him to make him hate me, but he didn’t.” He punched the wooden wall with his fist violently, making a hole in it, adding with exhaustion, “He didn't. Yes, it continues to prove to me that
My parents have always been right that he is better than me, and I will prove it to you right now that he is the best and always will be the best.” He grabbed her by the arm and pushed her onto the bed.
With her heart jumping between her sides, a corpse
She got down on her knees, crying, begging him to have mercy on her and set her free. She saw the insistence in his eyes. Stronger than her, and it will be impossible for her to resist him; she will lose her battle with him before she begins and lose Kayden, who will not forgive him for this all his life.