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CHAPTER 36.Amelia's POVMy eyes moved towards the bedside table where the phone was ringing but Cassius still stayed hovering over me on the bed, his eyes blazing as the phone rang again. Groaning, he got off me and put on his trousers. I heaved a sigh of relief when he frowned as he listened to whatever the other person was telling him over the phone. A smile spread on my face when he wore his shirt and started buckling it as he walked out of the room without saying anything.I was overjoyed that the call had stopped him from touching me but now what? He had not said anything to me. So what if I left and he suddenly returned and did not find me here? I knew that it was going to be nothing but torture. He certainly will do worse than he was planning to do.So I lay on the bed, naked, and stared at the clock that kept ticking. When it was over two hours and he had not returned, I rose from the bed and wore my clothes, grateful for whatever problem that made him leave. Waiting for
CHAPTER 37.Amelia's POVDo you know that feeling you have where you just don't care what happens anymore? When you feel like even if someone literally ripped your heart out, you would just stare at them and remain silent? That was the stage that I was at right now. Staring at myself in the bathroom mirror, it didn't matter that the only place that was yet to be scarred was my beautiful face. Well, Cassius said I was beautiful, not that it mattered to me. I didn't care what I looked like. I didn't care if I lived or died. I didn't care if he used a hot iron to burn my face like he had done for the back of my legs last night for yet another mistake. I didn't care that he fucked me until I was bleeding and could not walk. I didn't care that he had nearly choked me to death last night because I would not even pretend that I was enjoying the sexual intercourse that he seemed to want like oxygen these days.I did not care about a damned thing anymore. As I showered and wore the black
Amelia's POVWhen I said that I was going to suck it up until Cassius killed me, I did not realize that there were a lot more things that the Vampire could ever do that would make me squirm. And it was as simple as staring at me. For some time now, Cassius had taken pleasure in inviting me to his room and then keeping me in a position where he would watch me until he fell asleep, leaving me on my knees, panicking as I wondered what would happen next.And then he would say nothing. Absolutely nothing when he woke up and I opened my eyes, terrified to have fallen asleep. I didn't know what he wanted or why he did it. It seemed to be a new fetish of his. Perhaps it was my fear that he fed on, the horror that made me ask myself every time if he was going to hurt me today or if he was going to spare me. The fear of what type of torture it would be alone was perhaps what he was really looking for. Or maybe he wanted to know just how miserable I felt every day when I woke up and remembere
CHAPTER 39.Amelia's POVAs usual, when I received a message from one of the maids that Cassius wanted to see me in his office, my entire body started to shake in fear. But it was not like I had a choice in the matter, and I certainly did not dare be tardy so I quickly finished arranging the dishes in their respective racks and walked up to Elizabeth to tell her that I was leaving. She looked at me and when she came closer, she whispered."How are your bruises? Been applying the ointment?" When I nodded, she beamed with a smile and cupped my cheek, trying her hardest to not show that she was troubled but I feigned a smile, trying my hardest to be brave. "Be careful, okay? Try not to upset him" I understood what she was saying and knew that she was only looking out for me so I nodded again and headed out of the kitchen toward his bedroom. When I entered, he was just coming out of the shower and a towel hung low on his waist. He smiled innocently, well as innocently as someone li
Chapter 40Amelia's POV"Breathe, Amelia. Breathe. AMELIA!" The voice finally became clearer and when my vision cleared, I realized that I was sitting on the pavement in front of the club, clutching my chest hard as the panic attack overwhelmed me. The voice I had been hearing was Cassius's. When I finally focused my vision on him, he looked at me with surprise, like he could not understand why I had gone straight into panic mode the minute we had stepped out of the club. I guess he would never be able to understand. He had killed that guy so easily and when I said "killed" it was because I was certain that the man was dead. I had seen him bleed out on the ground. And he was human. He would never heal. Never rise to his feet and shake off the bite, or more like gash to his throat and walk away. He would never be able to actually return home to his family. Why was I empathetic towards a man that had tried to probably molest me and failed? The truth was that I wasn't but I had no
Amelia's POV "Amelia," he said and it was more than enough. Just that one voice was enough to shatter all of the walls that I had built over the last few weeks. It destroyed all of the thoughts that I had about moving on from Damien and continuing as if nothing had happened between us. That word brought back all of the memories between us that I had buried so deep inside, I had thought they were all forgotten. I didn't even know that it was possible to feel so much at that one word. My name. Such a simple word that I heard almost every day for as long as I could remember and yet, that one word transported me back to the first time we met outside when he arrived with his companions. It took me back to the first time our eyes met. How my pale green eyes had collided with eyes that reminded me of blue jade crystals and his body that looked like it would cause a lot of chaos if he stripped. His brown hair had been gelled to precision and when he had brushed his shirt with his h
Chapter 42Amelia's POVAs we walked down the path that led away from the mansion that Cassius lived in, in the depths of the forest, and onto the major road where the Uber that had been ordered for us by Elizabeth was waiting, I took a moment to breathe in the fresh air and wondered what Damien would be doing right now. "You're smiling. That's a good look on you." I heard Elena say beside me and I didn't realize that I was until she spoke. "I guess it's because we are outside," I answered and she nodded because she understood just how much I craved being outside the four walls of the mansion. Unlike Elena and some of the other maids who left the mansion frequently to go on errands for the necessities that the mansion needed to keep running, I was never allowed to leave the mansion except it was to go and collect the blood bags from the town hospital or if I was going somewhere with Cassius, which was the same as being in prison since I could not leave his sight the entire time we
Amelia's POVIf I thought something was very fishy yesterday, imagine my surprise when I came out of the bathroom this morning to see all the maids gathered in my room, with Elizabeth and Elena at the forefront holding a small cake. "Surprise!" They squealed and my mouth dropped open in surprise. I couldn't process what was happening and why they were in my room holding a cake that had my name written on it."Happy Birthday, Amelia," Elizabeth said and as she came forward to pull me towards where all of them were standing, I remembered what had happened yesterday. Cassius had announced that today was my birthday and that there would be preparations for a party. I had gone to sleep thinking that when I opened my eyes this morning it would turn out to be nothing more than a silly prank on his end, perhaps another way to embarrass me and ridicule me but now that all of the maids were standing in my room, holding out a cake and looking really excited about today, a day that I had no re