The Passion Of My Enemy
** Crane's Kiss **
Derek looked at Amy's face, and every expression of Amy's did not go unnoticed. How Amy's face frowned and her eyes widened or a sad expression that alternated across the beautiful face.
"I don't know what to say, I don't know anything about my father's world, Mamma never told me anything about her family when she was alive. I think Jack deliberately took my father's life to avenge his father's death." Amy said softly. The sadness felt thick in his tone of voice.
"Jack has to overcome his loss .. and so do you, do you know why I put you in this mansion?"
Amy shook her head, her skin feeling fluttered by Derek's fingers tracing the sides of her face and neck.
"It was in this mansion that your mother lived and grew up. Every place in this mansion has traces of your mother, including the garden you often go to in the courtyard. It was the work of your mother's skilled hand. Well ... Erland once told me that Margaret loved being out in the open."
Derek's voice, which depicts his mother drugging Amy, is unaware of Derek's approaching body and his face, which is right in front of Amy until their lips almost touch.
"Sweetheart ... You haven't got your punishment." Derek embraces Amy in his arms, his lips looking for Amy's soft lips that begin to feel like a palanquin to him. Punishment was just an excuse for Derek to continue and return to enjoying the tenderness he felt as his lips touched Amy's lips.
As forcefully as Amy pushed down Derek's chest squeezing her. It should not be washed away, Amy wriggled, thrashing as far as her hands could go. But the strong body that hugged him shook, Derek even more hugged and deepened his kiss.
The kiss started to make Amy's brain foggy. Derek's hand slowly caressed Amy's body in every part he stopped by. One hand pushed Amy's nape closer and deepened their kiss. Derek felt Amy begin to return his kiss, the girl on her tiptoes, both hands clutching Derek's shirt and his head looked resignedly accept every caress of Derek's lips.
Derek felt his blood bubbling, he had to stop now, it would be very difficult, it felt like he was going to kill him. Once again Derek deepens his kiss and intends to release Amy afterwards, but the promise in his heart is forgotten when the girl's sighing sound is heard in Derek's ear.
Derek pushed Amy to the sofa behind him, the girl's body according and felt very fitting to Derek. Derek ind*h Amy to then start giving kisses on every corner of Amy's face .. forehead, cheeks, nose, then back landed on the girl's soft lips. Derek no longer thought of stopping, all he had in mind was satisfying his passion for the girl's taste.
As sprayed with icy water Amy regains consciousness after coming out of the fog of passion sitting upright on the sofa next to Derek. With the tail of his eyes he saw Derek start to cast aside his messy hair.
Amy was irritated by the calmness that radiated on the man's body, while she herself felt very frustrated, her heartbeat had not yet pulsed normally, her face must have been very red and she looked messy. Amy slowly tidied up her dress, she lowered her head to hide her facial expression.
"Come on Jason ..." Derek ordered.
Jason came in, saluted Derek. Even if Jason knew he had interrupted something between them, his flat face would not indicate anything.
"Mike called you, Master. I told him to wait while I called you." Jason spoke without raising his face. Ducking hold his gaze from the two people who look messy.
Without looking back at Amy, Derek stepped out of the library, followed by Jason behind him, who then closed the door.
Being left alone in the silence of the library makes full consciousness return to Amy's mind. Tears without being able to hold her face melted her cheeks. Without a sound he cries, weeps over his incredibly stupid self, weeps over his weakness at Derek's touch and hates his own reaction to the man.
"You're so stupid Amy Sky. He's your father's murderous family! You can't be forgiven!!" Amy whispered to herself.
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