Can't stop loving you

8

Damon's made had already made breakfast

I wonder why she's made so much when Damon doesn't even have his breakfast

He had left while I was showering

I took a sip of my tea while I was reading today's newspaper

There was a huge picture of me in Damon's arms from last night

So he'd carried me inside while I was asleep

I smiled at the head line

Damsel in distress in the arms of her shining armour?

The picture was so romantic that even I'd fallen for it

Before reality had hit me

"Is there anything else you need madam?" Damon's maid asked

I put my mug down and looked at her

She was so young

Probably eighteen or nineteen

Why would Damon keep someone so young?

I smiled, "Mia"

She looked at me odd

"Call me Mia, and no this is more than enough"

She hesitated, "I'm sorry I can not call you from your name, it's against Mr Demitri rules"

I smiled, my eyes softened "Rules don't apply when he's not around" I said

"Now please have a seat with me, I'm awfully bored in a huge house all to myself"

She hesitated before she took a seat at front of mine, her hand in her laps

"What's your name?" I asked

"Sofia"

I raised a brow, "Italian?"

She nodded

"What about your age?" I asked

"I'll be twenty this year" she replied, looking at the door

"Please relax Sofia, Damon's not coming and even if he does I'm sure he wouldn't mind me having a little chat with you" I said, trying to comfort her

She nodded, her posture still stiff

"Are you scared of Damon? Does he hurt-"

"No! Not at all , Mr Demitri is one of the most kindest masters. I have a lot to thank him for" sofa said abruptly

I nodded confused at her sudden reply, "So tell me Sofia do you have family back in Italy?"

"No, none"

I nodded, "How did you end up working for Damon?"

She looked away, "I'm boring you, I should probably leave"

"Nonsense, you're hardly a bore" I smiled

She swallowed then continued, "I used to work at one of Mr Demitri's bar back in Italy. My parents died in a car crash when I was twelve so ever since I'd been taken by my uncle. He was nice at first up until I was sixteen. He'd started acting weird around me. He'd touch me inappropriately" she paused her eyes filling with tears

"I couldn't say anything to anyone, my aunt threatened to sell me off to another man. She used to tell me that women were made for the pleasure of a man and that we were to submit to their desires. I was so scared everyone he'd come home I'd hide. But he'd always find me and then touch me. On my seventeen birthday in the bar he asked me to pleasure one of his friends in the den. I refused so he took me to the den and locked me there with his friend. His friend ripped my clothes and started touching me. I screamed and cried for help. Lucky Mr Demitri was in town that day and he was visiting. He heard my screams and came inside before things went any further. He bested the man to death. Then took out his gun and shot my uncle in his head."

Tears were flowing down my cheeks.

I couldn't believe what this poor little girl had gone though. It was so disgusting of her uncle to use her that way

No child should've gone though what Sofia did

"You know, one might think that I was traumatised by seeing Mr Demitri kill my uncle and his friends but I wasn't. I was so happy, my nightmare was finally over. He'd taken me to his family house in Italy. His mother Miss Giulia took great care of me. When Mr Demitri was leaving he asked if I was happy stay at his parents place. I was happy there but I wanted to escape Italy I hated the place. So Mr Demitri brought me to Manhattan. He let me free but I decided to stay and work for him. I feel safer here."

I went up to her and pulled her into a hug

"I'm so sorry Sofia, I really am no child should've gone though what you did. You saw a part of the world that you shouldn't have"

Sofia hesitantly wrapped her arms around me

"You don't have to sympathise, I've forgotten about it"

I let go of her "I'm sorry you had to bring it all up because of me."

"It's okay, it's actually nice to have someone to talk to.. I've never spoken about it to anyone expect Miss Giulia" Sofia said

I smiled, "If you ever want to talk about anything Sofia you can talk to me, if there's anyone hurting you, you can come to me. You're young and you have so much to look forward to. I know you've never had a figure to look up to but I promise I'll be like an elder sister to you."

Sofia cried and smiled, "I see why Mr Demitri chose to marry you, you're unlike all the women he's dated"

I gave a broken smile if only she knew the reason why he was marrying me

"Mr Demitri's very sensitive. He looks cold but he isn't. He blames himself for everything that happened to me, since it all happened at his bar" Sofia said

"You like him" I said

Sofia looked away, "No not as a partner I don't"

Right then and there I realised that Damon Demitri Giovanni was an angle in disguise of a devil

He played like the devil

But he was an angle

He was cold on the surface but warm as a volcano on the inside

Though I couldn't understand the look Sofia's eyes but I knew that emotion

It was love

Sofia was in love with her saviour

She was the damsel in distress

And he was her knight in the shining armour

But who was I?