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Chapter 24 - Back to Prison

Eva POV

Damon broke the kiss. His blue eyes had rage in them as he looked coldly at me. His hand was along my arm tightly holding my muscles hurting me hard. Slowly I felt wetness along my jacket. My blood was pouring out as his nails were already in my flesh. I didn't scream but I was in excruciating pain. I matched his cold infuriated eyes and felt the heat through his body as he moved away holding my arm. We walked for some time down the cliff before we disappeared in air.

This teleportation process is cool but painful. It feels that all the molecules of my body were bursting out separating from each other and giving me a blood bath. However there is not really any blood loss but the pain is real. The tickling in head and a burning sensation on the skin add fuel to the fire. When we landed back to the place where we had teleported, I took some time to regain my conscious. My head was aching and it felt that I will puke any minute. The longer the distance, the more horrible this feeling goes and this time it feels that we have almost travelled half the globe.

While I was taking my time I looked at the devil whi was completely stable and the journey and teleportation didn't affect him at all. He was looking around in the dark and was still holding my arm piercing his vicious nails in me so that the blood shed as well as the pain is on. Damon, however knew that since I am the Phoenix now, the moment he will remove his paws, my wound will heal and so will the blood shed end.

Slowly the people in black suits surrounded us. They must have sensed tegur powerful master back to life. Their fingers were lit bright like torches and as they marched around us to welcome their leader, their fingers acted as the spotlight torch over Damon. In a minute the entire street was lit bright with a clear path and men in black around the streets with bright fingers. I recognized the street. This was the same place where I had found my freedom. I looked at window from where I had jumped showing my middle finger to all these men who were trying to catch me. Now I am back here, all useless and helpless again. These people must be laughing at me.

The more I was being dragged towards the house the more my heart was racing hard. I don't want to experience that hell again. Those four walls were chocking me. I have spent my five years there and I don't want to do it again. I wanted to run but the arm in my body was taking me down. The irony was this time j can't even try to die because I will burn and will come back to life. This is the most rotten life I have ever got. Max would never come fetching me because he will think that I am dead.

We reached into the bungalow, a huge bungalow with gloriously shining walls and floor. The gold shining things and the walls which work as magic absorber.I was in my prison again. The food was being cooked in the kitchen. That us the only place where magic works. The fridge itself fills with vegetables, the pulses and cereals never end and the utensils themselves get to work to cook food. The pan was on the gas and the flame was on, oil bottle was fying in air as it was pouring some oil in the pan. On the itehr hand onion was being chopped on the chopping board by the huge knife whi had eyes to see what and when to chop.

Everything in the living room was covered in white sheets, the furniture was covered so that it doesn't get dirty. Finally, Damon left my arm and raised his arm. His rubbed his fingers and the white sheets rose above in air clearing the furniture and all of them landed in the washing machine. Damon took his place on the central royal sofa while the washing machine switched on to wash the dirt filled clothes. However the machine was noisy so Damon showed its palm to the modernised human machine and the machine like an obedient child stopped the noise.

The workers lined around bowing their head down in respect when David took over to speak. David worked like an assistant to Damon. David knew black magic and he was powerful as he performed sacrificial magic. He had round face and brown hairs with a snake around his shoulders all the time. The sacrificial magic makes him most powerful. He was black in colour and his eyes red always. He was cursed by many species to kill them but David never stopped though the curse have affected him a lot. David sat on his knees bowing his head down in front of Damon and said,

" my lord... we welcome you back to the world. I have got all the things ready" he said.

It was something secretive being cooked that I ofcource was never told. I just heard the things being ready and didn't knew what. I stood beside Damon still waiting for my punishment and the painful death .

Damon nodded at David and the livingroom was cleared leaving me and Damon alone. He got up and walked towards me making my heartbeat race more.

" ooh love... we are back home, looks like it is time for a bit of chit chat, shall we?", Damon said.

I gulped my saliva without answering him as he held my shoulders and made me sit on the couch.

Damon poured himself a drink and lemon juice for me. He passed the juice glass towards me increasing the suspense and I was all going restless so I asked,

" look I know you want to punish me... so let us just get started with it", I said.

" ooh no dear... not yet. You see, you are the one to hold my soul for so long and bring me back to life. I think I should be thanking you for it. Besides, I am not in a mood to be cruel with you on our first night after rejuvenation" Damon said.

He moved his filthy hands on my thigh moving it higher and higher. His other hand was playing with my hairs as he continued,

" however, though Max will never search you but if he crosses our path again, I will kill him" he said.

I knew that this would come.

" and about you my wife.... I forgive you", Damon said.

Now that was unexpected. Till now I had bowed my head thinking about the worst but then his statement stunned me. I rose my head and looked at him. Hus eyes were still cold but he didn't hurt me anymore. He bent his head and kissed my forehead and slowly turned and left. He reached till the door and stopped,

" oh by the way... don't you dare try to run. Yous ee your and mine soul have now linked so I can actually sense your movements and get dressed tomorrow evening... we are dancing", he said and left...