The Passion Of My Enemy
** The Plan **

Derek looked at the red dot on the monitor screen, touching the dot with his fingertips, thinking of the real shape of a girl figure marked with that dot.

"Everything's going well, Derek."

Mike's words on his left side made Derek turn his head. He nodded slowly, scanning the entire large room as the control center of the plan they were about to execute. Moving Amy to the main mansion to make her a decoy for Jack and Jonathan was a decision she made without a second thought. Derek suppressed the doubt that had appeared in the corner of his heart.

"It's best, Mike." his eyespots looked back at the red dot on the monitor screen.

"We attach it with the liver, no pain, a slight scratch and redness that remain will disappear in 1-2 days."

"I didn't ask!" derek ketus.

"And I told you without being asked!" Mike chuckled softly.

"The tracker worked as we expected. Now just run the next stage."

Derek held two small monitors the size of his palm. One of them he gave to Mike.

"Make sure everything goes according to plan, Mike!"

Derek patted mike's shoulder slowly and stepped past from the room.

"Derek .. it's not too late for us to change plans."

The words made by Mike stopped Derek's steps. Without turning around, he shook his head. "No!" he said firmly, then passed with clenched hands.

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Amy looked at the reddish mark on the inside of her left arm. Traces planted under his skin now leave only small red marks such as mosquito bites. Tekhnisi ordered Derek to install the object very carefully, local anesthetic given to make Amy did not feel the slightest pain. Mike overseeing the installation process made no comment, just making sure everything went smoothly and passed soon after.

The open door of the room made Amy turn her head, Derek's figure standing there with a cold face. The man's hair was longer than the last time Amy saw him in the Garden Mansion and the hair growing on the man's cheeks and chin told him how many days the man had not shaved. Amy felt a cruel aura emanating from the man's body.

Derek stepped in, stopped in front of Amy who was sitting on the edge of the bed and threw some colorful goody bags onto the bed.

Amy looked at Derek with an expressionless flat face, cursing the happiness that appeared in her heart when she saw the man. But he deliberately ignores Derek's question.

Amy stood up, walked away.

With a growl Derek caught Amy's arm. Roughly sighed the girl's left arm upwards, scanned the skin that the tracking chip had previously installed. Her gaze caught Amy's eye spots to focus on looking at her.

"My answer when I ask you!"

Amy looked at both of Derek's sparkling eyes. Suppressing his longing and desire hugging and hugging the man. Close her lips tightly, keeping her face flat.

"Ck ... still won't talk to me, Sweetheart!? All right then! " Derek's arm surrounded Amy and pressed the soft body against her chest. Roughly scooping Amy's hair in her grasp and pulling forcefully so that Amy's shocked face was forced to look up at Derek.

Derek rubbed his face against Amy's cheek, smelled the fragrant scent he longed for, then began****** the girl's lips, ' she said, trying to open those sweet lips for her so that her longing tongue can dance in the tenderness that became opium to her body. His passion quickly burned ..Slowly his hands began to search, trying to touch the soft and delicate skin behind the girl's loose T-shirt.

The soft moaning sound infiltrated Derek's ears. More and more ignited his passion over the warmth and the soft, passionate body and gave up in his arms. Both of Amy's arms were coiled around Derek's neck .. Her lips returned Derek's kiss with equal excitement, as if the girl felt the same longing. Derek tilts his head adjusting the angle deepening their kiss.

Somehow the time passed, as Derek slowly loosened his arms, raising his head from Amy's face, the breath of the two hunted down with a body that felt hot. As much as he could resist the urge, Derek stared at the face with blue eyes still foggy of passion, Amy's swollen lips, and the, and Amy's white cheeks that look reddish with a few scratches due to friction with the beard and its future shoots.

Derek watched as consciousness slowly infiltrated the girl's head. Amy retreated with shocked eyes.

"You enjoyed that kiss not .. Your body loved it!" derek said arrogantly.

"Wear those clothes and jewels tonight! At seven you should be ready!" Derek pointed towards the goody bag he threw on the bed.

"I'll start showing you off in the top circles. Make sure you dress up pretty and satisfy everyone's eyes!"

Derek's words make Amy feel like an object, not a human being with a heart and feelings. Sadness wrapped his heart stronger, making his chest tight and his eyes began to get wet. As fast as lightning Amy turned towards the bed, took out a goody bag and pura looked at the contents of the bag. Tears melted on her cheeks, crying silently while her hands pretended to be busy removing the contents of the bag.

The footsteps away from Derek made Amy's stiff body relax. He ran towards the door that had been closed, locked it from the inside and then began to whimper, sobbing sobbing sobbing.

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