"Let me come with you," Stacy said, gripping my arm.

She shook her head. "No. You've already done enough. I can't put your life at risk too."
Her face tightened. "Then promise me. If anything feels off-you call me, okay?"
I nodded, forcing a smile. My hands trembled. My heart felt heavier than ever.

There was no way I was allowing my people to be in the danger to save me especially, when my own blood have betrayed me. To have a father like him is a curse I was born with. I can't let my beloved suffer the dire consequences of this curse.

Stacy pulls her into a reassuring hug. With trembling hands, she hugs her back, tighter than usual and leaves the house.

She reached Omen café by 11:30, in the night.

I walk down the dark alley behind the café, an eerie silence grasping my soul. I hug my jacket tighter to my body. There were no sirens, no lights except the neon. I reached the dump yard and looked around to find no one. I kept looking at my watch as it struck 12, my heart pounded rapidly.

She looked around but there was no trace of any human. A sudden screeching sound made her tremble in fear. Before she could look back someone covered her face with a cloth.

"Leave ME. Help-."

Dread washed over me. I tried fighting back but they were so strong against me. I took out my phone from back of my pocket wishing I could make an emergency contact but, someone yanked it away from me. With every passing second my knees felt weak and my vision darkened. My body was giving up while my heart screamed to hold onto every last bit of strength in me.

She tried to scream and fight, but her captor held her tight until she lost her consciousness and collapsed on the floor.

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DAMIEN

"Capo, we've abducted the girl Tony offered us." Carl lowered his gaze, his voice barely held together.

I've been working with him ever since I've held the title of Capo. Showing feeling or emotions was very unlike to his personality. "Is everything okay?" I asked him.

"You should meet her, Capo." He said, still looking down.

"Very well. Lead the way." I followed the Carl into a spare room next to servant's quarter.

My eyes fell on the delicate figure sitting on the bed. Her knees folded, hands trembling with tears-stained face. She looked pale, almost sick.

"That bastard." I muttered under my breath.

Her eyes met mine as I walked into the room. more tears streaming down her face.

"Please...Don't hurt me." She whispered in a broken voice.

"Carl, lock him in the dungeon, and get me all the information about the girl. You know what to do right?"

"Yes Capo." He left the room leaving me and the girl behind.

Some people are worst then monsters, their souls belong with the devil. But the question is, AM I ANY BETTER?

I walked up to the girl and sat on the bed. She watched me terrified and sank even more into the bed.

I tried to give her greeting smile which is very opposite then what I usually do.

"Let's start this formally shall we? so.... What's you name"?

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She slowly regains her consciousness and finds herself on seat in a poorly lit room which seemed more like a jailor cell to her. There were two men standing in front of her like grim reapers one of them dragged a chair from the corner and sat in front of her. his sharp feature and heavy built was now visible to her.

"Who are you? And where am I?" She sneered at Him.

"Shh... we are the ones who interrogate you and there is no other way around. Do you get it?" He snapped.

"Now, what is your name? and who do you live with? He inquired.

She answered with clenched teeth "Amelia, I live with my small sister."

He laughs grimacing. "I see an attitude there; you better keep it on check while you stay here girl." She rolls her eyes in response to his warning.

"Next, what's the name of your sister? And where are your parents or Guardian." He continued.

"Her name is Cindy." She answers with her head hanging low. "I don't know anything about my mother and my father....is on a run-away." she sighed, holding back tears.

"Okay- last question, what is his name?" He asks devoid of any emotions.

She looks into the distance, silence hanging in the air as she answers. "Tony Hansley."

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A/N

hi!!! lovies....
i hope you are slowly getting a hang of this slow burn mystery of Amelia's life.
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