Chapter 11 -

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"Stand to attention!" One officer shouted as he looked to Bruno as he came into the house. The other men halting as they saw their higher ranked officer walk past them.

"Stand to attention!" Another spoke as we went inside the living space; seeing men smoking, drinking and partaking in sexual things openly on a mattress in the small dining area. My eyes caught glimpse of a woman pulling up her garments as she saw us come in.

Turning my head away instantly, I did not want to see anymore. I did not know what to feel.

"Look at me." Bruno shouted as he looked in disgust to the young soldiers in front of him. "This is a disgrace."

He looked around the area we were in, seeing paintings falling off the wall and glass bottles everywhere empty. Rubbish on the floors, while the men were in their vests and trousers; others wearing nothing but pants.

"What is this mess?" He screams to them. "Clean it up!"

The men dispersed; tidying up the area around their self as the women put clothes on their bodies. One looks to me as I look away quickly, disgusted by them.

"So this is what it means to be protected by the German army?" I snap to him as I walk out of the house; wanting to get some fresh air quickly before I passed out.

"Amelia!" I hear Bruno call after me as I walk faster away.

I rush into the small forest area on the outside of the house; I could not talk to him right now, for I did not know what I wanted to say. These couple of weeks have been full of cray emotions that have really messed my head up.

"Amelia wait!" Bruno catches up as I keep my back to him. "Amelia wait. Look at me."

He grabs my arm and turns me to face him. Our bodies in close proximity of each other as I look to him.

"What happen in there is indefensible." He takes of his hat; allowing some hair to fall slightly, as well as moving closer to me. "I have nothing in common with these people."

"There is damage to some of the items on the list Lieutenant" A solider called out to us as he looked concerned about his words. "What shall we do?"

"Pack it carefully." Bruno replied as he turned to him. "I'll come over."

"Yes Lieutenant." He saluted as he walked away; Bruno turned to me as I looked to him once more.

"The only person I have something in common with-"He looks to me in a serious way. "-Is you."

"No" I breathe out as I look to him; his arm pulling me right up against his body. 

I hesitantly looked up at him. The swirls of emotion I saw there made me gasp. Lust and desire. However, before I could ponder about it further, he yanked me to him and covered my mouth with his in a hungry kiss. As our lips crushed together, I felt like i was walking on air. It was magic, the way his lips connected with mine. His mouth was so warm, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined and I opened my mouth with a low moan.

My arms reach up and tangle around his neck. I breathe in sharply and kiss him delicately, his arms encircling my waist drawing me in, his lips hungry for mine.

I pull away slowly as I looked to him. Our breathing all rugged from the passionate kiss we just shared together. I move away from him, tucking stray hair behind my ear as I looked away from him. My heart still is beating a thousand minutes at one time.

*

A set of false teeth, a china dinner service, household items of purely sentimental value. I'd clawed back what crumbs I could from the enemy. The air was thick with whispers. Some saw me as a collaborator. Others admired my bravery. But none knew what I was really feeling.

"Most of it is here." Bruno spoke as he stood beside me as he spoke to Madame Perrin. "I apologise for any damages."

He looked to Madame and turned to me before walking away alongside some of his fellow soldiers.

"Well done." Madame Perrin whispered in my ear as she looked to me. "At least you've got the nerve to stand up to these scum."

*

Before the door has even closed Bruno wraps his arms around me from behind. One inhale of his musky scent and I want to turn around. His right hand drops to my thigh, pulling up the skirt that hangs so loose just above my knees. I couldn't move even if I tried, like his fingers have short circuited my mind in the best possible way. He turns me around and we tumble against the door in the living room, his eyes searching mine. I smile and kiss him back as he knew I would. With my lips I feel his mouth stretching wider than it should, fighting between a grinning and kissing. Every move made me go wild with lust and want for more.

For once I felt like I was worth it. I felt like I was loved. I was making love to a man that actually cared for me, and I him. He sent Goosebumps all over my body as we made love to each other.

*

One touch and it was over, it was always that way with Amelia. She felt electricity in her skin, hormones shutting down of her higher brain and the rise of her animal self. From there on in it was all passion, intense, intoxicating. It was her release, her escape, her drug... not that she was easy, she knew well enough to avoid letting a man lay his hands on her. Yet with chemistry, with real love, too many of her switches were flicked for a reverse gear to be possible. If she was smitten all she could do was go along for the ride and pray her instincts were right.

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