Amelia's POV
Oh fudge! It was all a dream. I would have been dead by now if Alessandro had found out my escape plan with Vesper.
I sat up, holding my chest as my heart raced loudly than I could ever imagine.
"AHH!" I screamed when the door flung opened, revealing Alessandro who walked in, a frown plastered to his face.
Did he really find out? Is that dream real?
"Master." I muttered, almost crying as he approached me.
Oh good Lord, I'm doomed.
"What's wrong with you, Amelia?" He asked, his voice raspy. I trembled under his watch, feeling the dark aura that loomed around him.
"I.....I swear, master. It's not what you think." I cried, clasping my palms together.
He held my jaw, grabbing my breast. I moaned as he rubbed my n*****s with my clothes on.
"Tell me,
