CHAPTER 68

MELISSA

I was in my dreamland enjoying the fantasies with my eyes closed. All those while Damian was sitting beside me on the bed, worry etched on his face. He looked at me passionately while his graceful hand brushed my hair backward.

Oh my God, this is it, I wanted him all to myself. To myself and not share him with some kind of slave. I resisted the urge to blush but I felt butterflies in my belly.

“You are going to be alright," Damian's voice faltered as he withdrew his hand from my hair but his gaze still locked on my face with worry evident in them.

Immediately, I heard the door pushed open recklessly, “I will kill you!" That was the first thing I heard. The voice was full of so much hatred. I didn't open my ears, still, I knew who the voice belonged to.

Oh, my poor Sophia. You want to kill me. I laughed inwardly at the thought of it making sure my eyes were shut. Does she think she can achieve that?

“What are you doing?” Damian growled, his face tensed. He grabbed Sophia