LOGINPOV: THIRD PERSON.
"There's only one way to find out if there really was foul play," Damon said and looked at his best friends.
"The CCTV."
Lucas dashed out of the office to the security office, while Lou ran around trying to prepare for an emergency press conference for Damon. Damon's heart was in the right place. Right, he didn't feel any sort of emotions towards Betty, but he never expected her to end up dead.
Lou and Lucas entered the office at the same time, both siblings panting hard.
"The CCTV files are gone. Everything was erased through a hacking activity from outside." Lucas said and Damon sat up and stared at him in shock.
"But our security system is protected through a safety proxy network. Someone from outside can't hack us. Unless…" Damon said and exchanged looks with Lucas and Lou.
"Unless they had help from someone on the inside," Lucas said and Damon collapsed.
"Your gut thinking might just be right. Perhaps there is something to this case that we can't see." Lou said and Damon nodded.
"Let's prepare for the press conference," Lou said after some minutes of silence. She walked up to his locker and brought out a fresh suit.
"You've got an hour till the press conference. Go freshen up." Lou said pointing Damon towards the extra room in his office.
"You look terrible," Lucas said and Damon chuckled.
Damon said nothing.
"It's not your fault, Damon," Lou said slowly and Damon looked up and smiled weakly.
"I know. I'm just wondering what my Father would do if he were to be alive. And this would just provide his nasty brother an option to push for my dismissal as CEO of the company. That's what worries me a lot." Damon said and Lucas patted his shoulders.
"You'll figure it out somehow. Go get ready." Lucas said and he and Lou walked out of the office, leaving Damon to his thoughts.
An hour had passed and it was time for the press conference to be held.
"Damon, everything's set," Lou said and Damon nodded. He looked at himself in the mirror and smoothed his hair.
Damon stepped up to the podium and cleared his throat, adjusting his suit jacket. The room fell silent as he began to speak and the sound of flash and camera's clicking.
"Good afternoon everyone, I am here today to address the recent tragedy that has occurred, the suicide of Betty. Miss Michaels fell from our building today and died. First and foremost, my deepest sympathies go out to her family and loved ones during this difficult time." Damon said and a Reporter raised her hands.
"Investigations have not been completed yet, but there are speculations that you pushed her to her death, to cover up the one-night scandal. Are these allegations true?" She said and Damon's lips curved up.
"Miss?" He asked, trying to get her name.
"Natalia." She supplied and Damon nodded.
"Miss Natalia, isn't the common knowledge that the press is not meant to cook up stories without checking the facts?" He asked and Reporter Natalia wanted to say something when Damon raised his hands authoritatively. "First and foremost, I have no reason to kill her because she was about to release the fact that we had a one-night stand. I have no reason to be ashamed. I'm a young and healthy man, and I can have affairs if I want. However, that would not be a reason for me to kill her. Betty and I were not on nasty terms, but she made the decision to take her own life. And I was not the deciding factor." Damon said and a male reporter raised his hands.
"Did she blackmail you in any way?" The reporter asked and Damon shook his head.
"No, I believe only a part of the Voice note was released. She approached me saying she wanted a real relationship, and I said a bold no to that. Because I have someone I'm in love with." Damon said and the whole hall went silent. Everyone stared at him in shock, including Lou and Lucas.
"What are you doing?" Lucas mouthed to him and Damon gave a slight shrug.
"Who is she?" "Is she a celebrity?" "How does she feel after seeing the leaked voice notes?" "Did you kill Miss Betty trying to cover up the truth from reaching your lover's ears?"
Damon cleared his throat.
"No, I didn't Kill Betty to hide shit. I'm clean. And I never said that I am Dating. I clearly stated that I was in love with someone. But that is not the reason for this press conference. I have no obligation to release any statement about my personal life." Damon said and he continued.
"I have seen many reports and articles, from various media outlets, that are condemning me for her death. These reports are not only malicious and are untrue. I still maintain that I have no hand in the death of Betty, and these accusations are uncorroborated and unnecessary."
"From this point forward, I am asking the media to refrain from releasing any more content that seeks to paint me in a negative light. We understand and respect the media's job to report the news, but we will not stand for false accusations and sensationalism. If this continues, we will be taking legal measures to protect my name and reputation."
"I urge the media and the public to respect Betty's memory and privacy during this difficult time. Let us come together and offer support and comfort to her family and loved ones. Thank you."
"You're in love?" Lou asked as soon as all three of them were alone in Damon's soundproof office.
"I was about to ask that very same question too, Lou," Lucas asked and Damon sighed.
"I just wanted to give the press something to be diverted with," Damon said. "Betty should be left to rest in peace, and her family and friends allowed to grieve her death without unnecessary intrusion from the Press." Damon finished removed his jacket and sat on his chair.
"Still, Don't you know you've just shot yourself in the foot with that piece of information?" Lou said and Lucas shook his head.
"Actually, Lou it might not be that bad," Lucas said and Damon and Lou looked at him, knowing he was having one of those crazy brainstorms.
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Lou said and Damon nodded.
"Yeah, I thought you were going to be against it," Damon said and Lucas shook his head.
"I just think it might be a way that you can divert the press from the possibility of you being involved in the death of Betty," Lucas said and Damon relaxed in his chair.
"How?" Lou asked and folded her arm.
"Marriage."
Sunlight spilled across the penthouse, warm and golden, illuminating a space that had once been the epicenter of danger but now felt like a sanctuary. Damon stood by the balcony, arms crossed loosely, watching the city wake beneath him. The skyline glimmered like diamonds in the morning light, a stark contrast to the shadows that had once haunted every corner of their lives.Sarah appeared beside him, barefoot and smiling, her hair cascading softly over her shoulders. She rested a hand on her slightly rounded belly, the first subtle sign of the twins growing inside her. Damon turned, eyes lighting up, and pulled her close, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple.“Can you believe this?” he murmured. “All of it… over. Finally.”Sarah leaned against him, letting the morning sun warm her face. “I know,” she said softly. “And look at us. Safe. Together. Alex is happy, we’re happy… and soon, our girls will be here. I never thought I’d feel this kind of peace again.”Alex’s laughter rang out f
The first light of dawn filtered through the penthouse windows, casting a warm glow across the room. Damon stirred, still wrapped in the lingering warmth of Sarah’s body, the sheets tangled around them in the aftermath of another night together. The events of the past weeks, months, and years seemed almost surreal. The betrayals, the threats, the dangers—all of it had been overcome.Sarah shifted beside him, her head resting lightly on his chest. Her fingers traced idle patterns over his skin, a gentle, intimate rhythm that reminded Damon how fragile and beautiful the quiet moments could be. He pressed a soft kiss to her temple, inhaling her familiar scent. “Morning,” he murmured, voice thick with sleep and desire.“Morning,” she whispered back, smiling. Her eyes held a mixture of contentment, relief, and something else, a quiet intensity that made Damon’s pulse quicken. “We’ve survived everything, Damon.”“And we’ll survive everything else, together,” he replied, wrapping his arms ar
The courthouse was alive with quiet murmurs and the clicking of cameras as Damon, Sarah, and Alex entered, their presence drawing both attention and respect. The months of relentless danger, betrayal, and false accusations had led them to this very day, the day justice would finally be delivered.Damon’s eyes scanned the room and locked on Katrina Andre, sitting rigidly in handcuffs, her face a mask of fury and disbelief. Lucas Adams, too, appeared subdued but defiant, his betrayal laid bare for all to see. Damon’s jaw tightened. There had been no place for doubt—the evidence, painstakingly collected, left no room for excuses.Sarah’s hand brushed against Damon’s, fingers lacing with his as if to ground him. The memory of the night they had shared together—the release, the closeness, the intimacy—gave him a calm strength. He squeezed her hand briefly, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that had carried them through every threat.The prosecutor rose, commanding attention. “Your Honor,
The city below was quiet for once, bathed in the soft glow of the morning sun. The events of the past weeks — the threats, the attacks, the near misses — had left scars, but inside the Draven penthouse, a rare peace settled. Damon and Sarah moved through the rooms slowly, savoring the stillness that had been impossible for so long.Alex ran ahead, his small feet tapping across the polished floors as he inspected the newly decorated living area. “Mommy, Daddy, it’s like a castle now!” he exclaimed, twirling in excitement.Sarah laughed, picking him up and spinning him gently. “It is, Alex. But it’s more than that. It’s our home, safe and ours. And we’ll keep it that way.”Damon’s gaze softened as he watched them. The weight of the past months — the constant threats from Katrina, the relentless planning, the sleepless nights — seemed to lift, if only for a moment. He crossed the room, sliding an arm around Sarah’s waist, pulling her close.“We did it,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to he
The morning air was crisp, almost deceptively calm, as guests began to arrive at the rooftop venue overlooking the city. The skyline glimmered with early sunlight, painting the horizon in shades of gold and rose. Everything was in place — flowers, décor, seating — but the calm didn’t fool Damon or Sarah.They both knew Katrina’s shadow still lingered. The previous night’s attack had been a warning. The penthouse, the wedding, Alex — all targets. But Damon refused to let fear steal this moment.Sarah adjusted the delicate lace of her gown, hands trembling slightly. Damon approached, his suit perfectly tailored, his presence grounding. He lifted her hand gently to his lips, kissing her knuckles.“Are you sure about this?” he asked softly.“I’ve never been more sure,” Sarah replied, her voice steady, but her eyes glimmered with emotion. “No matter what happens, this is us. Always.”Alex tugged at her skirt. “Mom, Dad, are we really doing this today?”Damon knelt, brushing a strand of hai
The morning sun broke over the city in a blaze of gold, but inside the Draven penthouse, there was no time to admire the skyline. Today was the day they had been planning for months — the day Damon and Sarah would finally make their vows official. Alex was up early, dressed in his tiny suit, nervously adjusting a bow tie that seemed slightly too large for his small frame.“Are you nervous, buddy?” Sarah asked, kneeling beside him as she smoothed a crease from his jacket.Alex shook his head, though his fingers fidgeted with the cuffs. “Excited. But… what if something goes wrong?”Sarah smiled, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. “Nothing will go wrong. We’ve planned every detail, and we have the best team watching over us. Just remember, this day is about us, and most importantly, it’s about you being part of our family officially.”Damon entered the room, carrying two cups of hot chocolate. He handed one to Alex and the other to Sarah. “Ready to do this?” he asked, voice low







