The Passion Of My Enemy
** Love in the dark **

Amy crawled towards the water bottle left on the edge of the prison trellis. Take him to Derek, open the bottle and bring it closer to Derek's lips.

"Derek .. You have to help me. It's so dark in here. I don't want to water you with this drinking water."

Amy felt her hand being caught and brought close to Derek's face. A second later there was the sound of water coming from the water bottle in his hand.

"Come here...." Derek pulls Amy's arm in the dark. I don't know how long they've been around, there's no time indicator, maybe it's only been a few hours Derek thought. Because Jonathan will definitely immediately check whether he is aware or not to then force him to sign an acquisition agreement.

"You're okay, right."

Derek felt Amy's head nod. He lifted the girl's body up on his lap.

"What are you doing .. Your body must be bruised. Let me sit next to you."

Amy squirms away.

"Shut up, Sweety. You're making my body hurt again."

Amy suddenly stopped moving, according to when Derek pushed his head against the man's shoulder. Jemari Derek felt stroked the bandage cloth wrapped around Jack to cover the wound on his left arm.

"It must have hurt a lot...."Derek whispered softly, frowning in the dark as he recalled how Jonathan sliced and scraped the wound on Amy's arm.

"Now it doesn't hurt anymore." Derek felt a smile from the girl's lips on his chest. He pressed a little hard on the bandage on Amy's arm.

"Ohhhhhh!!" The scream told her the girl's lie.

"This wound is swell .. We must quickly take it to Barkley."

Derek glared, hoping Mike would act quickly. The longer it will be the more dangerous for both of them.

"Why are you so careless .. escape like that to get caught."

"For you to forget the plan to feed Reggie."

"why? You love Reggie but not your own life. It won't be his job to protect you."

Amy shook her head, "Mamma said the opposite. We owe Reggie our lives, we all have to protect Reggie. Reggie was made my bodyguard so we could keep him by our side."

"Why? who is this wild cat?"

"He's like my brother, my brother."

"Who's real identity...."

"My father never told .. I guess he was on purpose. "

Derek silent. Feeling Amy shudder softly in her arms.

"You're cold?"

"A little bit...."

Derek kissed the top of Amy's head, inhaling the scent of her hair while closing his eyes. He had met Arthur Sky several times, since his father was still alive until his father died. But never saw the girl around her father.

"Hmmm ... I never saw you before our first meeting. Though I met your father often .. where he kept you all this time."

"I'm more often in the mansion near the tea plantation, it's cool, mamma prefers to spend her day in the countryside."

"You were near your mother when she was sick, weren't you?"

"Of course."

"My father went to visit him several times. Of course on very strict terms from your father. Arthur was kind enough to let my father talk to Aunt Margaret alone. But in every visit, I've never seen you."

Amy laughed softly ..her memory goes back to her father's utterances about Erland and her son.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You're on every visit? " Any asked

"Yes .. only I'm allowed your father to come along. He said that someone would take my father home if he had to punch my father unconscious."

Amy laughs again, amused to remember how jealous her father is when it comes to Erland.

"But he also never let me come in to see Margaret's aunt. I'm only allowed to drive you to the door."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Nothing .. Your father will sit with me . Waiting for Erland's visit to end."

"No. He just looked at me, like a wolf got a victim."

Derek again heard a very melodious crisp laugh in his ears.

"I think I understand now, why my father told me to leave at a certain moment while waiting for mamma."

"Our color will come."

"I think so, he once said he would protect my eyes from the ugly clowns who would visit mamma."

Ami giggles.

" ugly clown! Oh my ... My dad is so handsome, Sweety!"

Amy shrugged her shoulders, still laughing.

"Did he call me too?"

"Yes ..he said 'I mustn't be seen by the ugly clowns and man-eating men he brought with him."

"I? Human-eater?"

"I think he called you a girl glutton" Amy continued

"It's just fine that they never liked each other. Besides my dad once said, a cute, gleaming guy like Arthur doesn't deserve to be his match."

Amy glares in the dark. Just this time he heard his father called cute and goulashy.

"Hahhahhaah .. My father is not at all cute. He's a big giant!" Amy laughed at the thought of her father moving and looking cute.

"I think they're mocking each other that's inversely proportional to reality." Derek shook his head.

Silence adorned the darkness around them, until Amy's chest movements began to feel strange in Derek's arms.

"Sweetheart .. You're crying...."

"No .. I didn't cry." but his lie was exposed when Derek's fingers touched his cheeks, feeling the flowing tear.

"Don't cry without a sound, Amy. It won't make you feel better."

"I miss him, Derek. I miss him so much."

"I know .. 'cause I miss Erland a lot too."

"i miss her so much." Amy repeated, softly. Derek clutches tightly to Amy's tiny body.

"Cry then .. but let out your voice. You'll feel better after."

The sigh that sounded then felt bitter. Derek didn't say anything. Just stroking the girl's hair. Waiting for him to finish and hoping he calms down afterwards.

After the sobbing sound subsided, Derek picked up the water bottle Amy had given him.

"Drink, Sweety."

Amy approached the water bottle to her lips, then drank a few gulps. A sense of relief made his chest feel a little airy.

"Thank you."

Crane closes the water bottle, then re-hugs the girl in his lap.

"Kiss me as a sign of your gratitude."

Derek teases Amy, laughing amusedly imagining the girl's face must be embarrassed and flushed. But a soft finger that was then clad around her neck made Derek very surprised, Amy's finger scouring her neck, tracing her jaw and touching her lips. Derek felt tense, waiting in the dark, all his senses felt stronger and sharper.

Then the light touch of feathers on his lips felt like an oasis in the desert he had long been looking for. Amy touched her lips, gave a brief peek, then moved around the corner of her lips.

That shy touch made Derek's passion rise. With one hand he raised the girl's chin, pecked and tasted, deepened his kiss, danced his tongue, invited the girl in his arms to feel the same passion. Until the sigh released from Amy's throat made Derek forget themselves, forget they were in a cold and dark prison, forget they just sat on the prison floor barefoot.

"Amy .. I really want you." Derek whispered, feeling burned by passion. Can't stop touching the soft skin that's palpable by his finger. Amy responds to Derek's wishes with her movements. He faces Derek fully, pokes both arms, returns the kiss completely with the same power of passion, making Derek rejoice.

The darkness covering them made each touch feel even stronger. Their senses of partying, of giving and then receiving each other's passions, in love channeled at every touch.

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