Chapter 38

~Damaged people are dangerous, they know how to make hell feel like home.~

They both there for a long time, Madeline sighed her legs had grown tired a long time ago.

"Damien..could you.."

Madeline kept quiet when she heard a soft snore, he was asleep. He had been sleeping all this while.

Madeline closed her eyes and thought about Damien's room, appearing there the next second.

She placed the sleeping man, on the bed..as she removed his shoes and outer coat.

Breathing slightly, she covered him with the quilts.. nodding she returned around to leave.

This!

That was the sound of Madeline getting yanked into the bed..tightly wrapped in a tight embrace.

"Where do you think you're going..Hmm won't you tuck yourself in..."

Damien whispered, his eyes were closed yet he could sense her movements, Madeline sighed..she wasn't sleepy. She could only survey the room wide awake.

The room was all black, just a lonely portrait...of a woman holding a small boy in her arms. She embraced him li