As Damon hugged Ophelia he felt that something was wrong with him as he started feeling drowsy, he wanted to let go of Ophelia but instead she held on tighter.
Slowly, Damon started losing his consciousness till he fell to the ground.
"Lift him up and take him back to the hide out." The Vampire said to a subordinate standing close by, "Yes lord Duane." The subordinate bowed in reference before going to lift Damon up.
"You did well, you will be returned back to your special place now." Duane said referring to Ophelia showing a look of disgust on his face as he looked at her.
"Will he be alright?" Ophelia asked with a look of concern on her face.
"That should be none of your business, you have done a job that you have been compensated for, all I need you to do is to act the part and make sure you don't slip up because if you do, not only will I kill you, but your family can will also join you by your side, dead and gone." Duane said as he stared at Ophelia with his gleaming red eyes.
"But...But." Ophelia tried saying before she was cut of by Duane.
"But nothing, you would do as I say, now leave! Your face disgusts me." Duane said glaring at Ophelia like she was a plague in his eyes.
"Don't go looking at me like that, you forced me to do this, like I would want to go about offending the devil or something, you should not criticize, you caused this, you found me to use me against him, so you have to respect me!" Ophelia yelled out angered by Duane's behaviour.
"But you came here despite knowing the risk." Duane said with his eyebrows raised.
"You caused this you asshole!" Ophelia yelled out with tears stinging in her eyes.
Duane suddenly moved to Ophelia gripping her neck tightly, "Listen here closely, you better watch what you call me and how you address me because trust me, I'm more scarier than the devil when I'm mad, is that understood? Besides, you are a betrayal no matter how you put, so stay that way, was it not your greed that made you accept this? So act your fucking part or you won't get what you have convented your whole again, Do you understand me." Duane asked as his veins bulged in his face, black lines spreading on his face.
Ophelia struggled to answer as she gasped for air, tear stinging her eyes, she tried to breathe but her eyes started to roll backwards as life was already leaving her gradually.
"Dammit." Duane cursed as he let go of Ophelia running his hands through his hair in frustration.
"You are lucky that I need you." He said before storming off.
Ophelia fell to the ground coughing hard as she gasped for breathe, it wasn't her fault that she wanted Damon so bad, even if it means resulting to this, this was the only way he could be her's and she could enjoy him, she just had to push through this.
"I will get my vengeance." Ophelia said as she stared at the path that Duane had taken in anger, one day, she would look back at all this and laugh, because by then she would have gotten what she wanted so bad for many years, Damon.
Duane went back to his palace as he closed in eyes trying to think of the next step to take, he had known that Damon would weaken in front of the Ophelia but he still doubted if the plan would work but to his surprise he did.
Before starting the war, Duane had gotten a special scent that if you smelled the scent it can lead one to lose his consciousness.
Duane guessed that Damon must have gotten a whiff of it but as usual he let his guard down because of Ophelia.
He was this close to getting his vengeance against Damon, Duane thought deeply.
Finally, he was going to pay back for all the pains Damon had caused him in this life, Duane thought flinging his eyes open as he clenched hardly on his throne seat causing it to crack.
"I see you did your job well." A voice said from behind Duane.
"Of course I would do it well, a whole lot depended on it, but I wonder though, what beef do you have with the devil to set him up like this, I'm pretty sure you are a demon right?" Duane asked with a playful smile.
"That is none of your business." The voice said coldly with his voice dripping with warning.
"Yeah yeah, I know, touchy feelings." Duane said rolling his eyes.
"Duane Landin, I have given you a chance for revenge, use it properly and make sure to remember our deal very well." The voice said.
Duane turned to look at the figure that stood in the dark, "like hell won't I use the opportunity." Duane said with a murderous look in his eyes.
"I would make sure to use it very well." Duane said with a creepy smirk.
"Good for you, just remember our deal." The figure said again before disappearing.
"I would try but don't blame me if I get carried away." Duane said as he recollected the blood shed he woke up to that very day.
The people that thawed his cold heart and took him in, were dead, gone just like that and just because someone could not control his bloodlust.
When Duane had confronted Damon about it after gathering some courage, the latter just shrugged it off saying that "Why should I bother, they mean nothing to me and are only some folks who were doing charity work for you, don't read too much into it." Those words tore Duane heart badly as he stared at the man in shock, it was there in his heart that Duane decided to get his revenge on this man no matter what it took him and also because the man took her too.
Duane felt hot tears rolling on his cheeks as he recollected those memories, he raised his hands and cleaned his tears and started laughing maniacally.