Damien 147.Everything was a painful blur as I had lost count of how many hands I had shaken today."Your vote counts, so vote Kelly so you can count for something great!" One of the campaign managers said with earnest conviction. It was sad to watch."When is this going to be over?" I asked with gritted teeth as I looked around."Bored?" Camilla asked."Out of my mind," I replied."This is mostly what you will be doing, Damien," She said."Attending parties filled with old bored people with too much time and money," I said."Meeting important people who have the power to bring about real change," Camilla."You sound just like them," I said to her. She merely shrugged."How do you like it so far?" Senator Kelly Holland said as he looked around with pride."A lot of people," I said."Yes, and they all came out to see just me," Kelly beamed."This is not really my scene if I am being honest," I told the senator."It was not mine either until I found myself here," He replied with a shrug
Chapter 148: Isabella's Revelation**The weight of uncertainty hung heavy in the air as I sat alone in our dimly lit living room, the soft glow of the lamp casting long shadows across the walls. Damien had been acting strangely lately, his once warm demeanor replaced by an air of tension and secrecy that left me feeling unsettled.Damien and I had come home together after his public tryst with the senator."He was the one who wanted you out of the company, somehow, Isabella, you are involved in all these and it started with your parents," He told me. "Most especially, Emilio, he knows way more than even a Renaissance employee does about this company," He added.When we got into the house, we went into our separate rooms. We had not yet amicably solved the issue of me seeing my father.I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss, that there were secrets lurking just beneath the surface of our seemingly perfect life. And try as I might to push aside my doubts, they continued t
Chapter 149: Unraveling Truth~DamienThe weight of uncertainty hung heavy in the air as I sat alone in my study, the soft glow of the desk lamp casting eerie shadows across the room. My mind was a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts and emotions, each one vying for dominance as I tried to make sense of the chaos that surrounded me.Ever since Natalia's unexpected visit earlier today, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. Her cryptic warnings and veiled threats had left me on edge, a sense of foreboding gnawing at the edges of my consciousness.But it wasn't just Natalia's ominous words that troubled me. It was the nagging suspicion that there were secrets lurking just beneath the surface of my seemingly perfect life, secrets that threatened to unravel everything I held dear.As I sat lost in thought, the sound of approaching footsteps broke the silence, pulling me from my reverie. With a sense of trepidation, I rose from my seat and made my way to the door, my
Chapter 150. IsabellaIt was a relief to know that Ava was staying with us. It had not been easy with getting along with Damien ever since I showed him the file that Emilio gave me. We had both seen the content of the flash and it was horrific to watch.I had seen clips of an underground medical facility with patients behaving erratic."Damn," Damien could only mutter.The most shocking one was the one that depicted men in yellow hazmat suits dumping corpses into the back of a truck. Those were the failed experiments Emilio was talking about."They are using people like lab rats and dumping their bodies away like pieces of garbage," I said out loud just to make it make sense to me but it only terrified me the more that I thought of it.Damien had a focused grim look on his face as he watched with severe silence. I admired his composure as he looked on. There were flash footages of men and women who were in straitjackets. They all looked sickly and unkempt.One of them shat himself whi
151 Damien.I had seen enough to know that it was time to take charge of Renaissance. The company was filled to the brim with secrets and conspiracies and I was on a mission to unravel the mysteries surrounding my place of work. It had been a mission of mine to make Renaissance a symbol of hope for the modern world.This dream came from the time I left the army. I had followed orders without question. They liked me because I obeyed. But there was a problem and that was what made me quit. Politics. I had taken on a case of internal corruption within the army and when I began to unravel the level of illegal activities the big men at the table had pulled me off the case.All my life, I had always had something to prove to everyone. Vito, Ava and even Natalia but after that day when the Major had casually told me to drop the case because it would make the men at the top look bad, I had become disillusioned about following orders.When mom at told me that I was a chosen candidate for the s
Isabella 152.I heard him knock and call my name. But I was not in the right frame of mind to see him at the moment. I did not want to say it but it was beginning to feel like I made a mistake with Damien. I should not have ignored all the warning bells that showed me just what a bad idea it had been to had said yes to him.I had been pulled into a world that I no longer recognized by a man who had never been honest with me right from the start. If he truly cared about me as he claimed, he would stop all further involvement with Renaissance but he had been even more determined.I curled into a fetal position as I replayed the footages that I had seen over and over again in my head. I tried to make of sense of it all but I just could not get it. Was this how people made money nowadays?What bothered me the most was how long their operation had gone on without the authorities ever finding out.I was feeling claustrophobic the more I was inside so I went into the bathroom and had a cold
Damien 153.I knew that I must thread carefully after everything had been revealed to me. I could not thank Michael enough for his great service he rendered to me. Now, I was sure of where I was going and what needed to be done.I did not know for how long I sat in the study but the more I kept scrolling, more I was enthralled by the things that I read and the pictures that I saw. Names, security numbers, dates of births and deaths which came with a lot of names. Victims.The ones that Isabella was worried about and the reason she was refusing to talk to me. While I understood her concerns about my involvement with Renaissance, her naive solution of me leaving the company was ridiculous. It was either she did not believe that I could transform Renaissance or she was afraid for me.I took a long look at the various places of interest and the medical facilities where the secret experimental tablets were tested on anyone unfortunate to have come across Transcendence.One thing was clear
Damien 154I was buried deep in papers and reports, truth hunting when a call came through the office land line. Absent mindedly, I picked it up."What does she want from me, and why is she looking for me?" Vito snapped at me.I did not understand why he thought we buddies and he could call me any time."Hello father," I said quietly. "How nice of you to check up on your only son," I sarcastically added."Do not get snarky with me, boy, why does your mother hunt me so?" He demanded."Well, for one reason you lied to her, cheated on her with another woman and brought the military police to our home, thereby ruining my childhood," I said to him as I leaned back unto the chair."I think it's time everybody got over that," Vito snarled. "And your mother pushed me into the arms of another woman because of her crazy attitude," Vito added.I was appalled by how unremorseful he was by the whole thing."And I guess that I should get over the fact that you almost killed my wife too," I told him
Isabella As I lay on the floor, bound and helpless, a whirlwind of emotions swirled within me – fear, uncertainty, and a desperate longing for safety and freedom. But just when it felt like all hope was lost, the door burst open, and there he was – Damien, my husband, my savior.Relief flooded through me as I saw him stride into the room, his presence a beacon of strength and determination amidst the chaos. With him was Jackson, his trusted ally, who had helped orchestrate our rescue. I couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude towards both of them as they quickly moved to untie me and Ava, their movements swift and efficient.As the ropes fell away and I rose to my feet, I couldn't suppress the overwhelming sense of relief and gratitude that washed over me. Damien enveloped me in his arms, holding me close and whispering words of reassurance and comfort as tears of relief streamed down my cheeks.Together, we made our way out of the room, leaving behind the nightmare that had thre
Damien My gaze never wavered from Vito's face as I listened to my arch nemesis. The gravity of the situation got more and more deadlier as the night wore on. The papers were still in Vito's hand as I kept the phone to my hear.My father had an inquisitive look on his face as he watched me closely. The line went dead and I put the phone back into my pocket. I collected the the contract and without breaking eye contact, slowly tore it up right in front of him.Vito's eyes widened in shock and utter disbelief. "What the fuck are you doing?" He yelled maniacally as he knelt on the floor trying in vain to join the piece of paper together in a futile attempt.For the first time in my life, I saw him for what he was. An empty barrel of a man, a pathetic and sorry excuse for a husband to my mother and a fucking dead beat piece of shit of a father. I felt nothing but contempt and disgust as I watched him scrambled across the whole floor."Do you know what you have done?!" He yelled at me as h
Isabella As Ava was pushed into the room, I felt a rush of relief flood through me at the sight of her, mingled with a fresh wave of fear for our uncertain future. She stumbled slightly, her eyes wide with shock and confusion, but when she saw me, her expression softened with a mixture of relief and concern."Isabella, darling, are you alright?" she asked, her voice trembling with emotion as she hurried to my side.I reached out to her, my hands shaking as I clutched hers tightly, drawing strength from her presence despite the terror that still gripped me. "I'm scared, Ava," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what's going to happen to us."Ava's eyes filled with tears as she wrapped her arms around me, holding me close in a comforting embrace. "We'll get through this together, sweetheart," she said, her voice choked with emotion. "I won't let anything happen to you, I promise."But before we could say another word, the door swung open once again, and Camilla e
Damien As I waited anxiously for Camilla's instructions, every second felt like an eternity. My mind raced with a thousand thoughts, each one more frantic than the last. Where was she keeping Isabella and Ava? What did she want from me? And most importantly, how could I save them from whatever danger they were in?The minutes ticked by agonizingly slow, the silence of the room weighing heavily on my shoulders. I felt a surge of frustration building within me, the urge to take action and do something, anything, to rescue my wife and mother from the clutches of their captors.Finally, the sound of my phone buzzing broke the silence, and I quickly grabbed it, my heart pounding in my chest. It was Camilla, her name flashing on the screen, and I answered it without hesitation."Damien," her voice came through the line, smooth and composed as ever. "I trust you've had some time to think about our situation."I clenched my jaw, my grip on the phone tightening with barely contained anger. "W
Isabella As consciousness slowly seeped back into my mind, I found myself engulfed in darkness. Panic surged through me as I struggled to make sense of my surroundings, the weight of my own fear pressing down on me like a suffocating blanket.My heart thundered in my chest as I became aware of the rough bindings cutting into my wrists and ankles, the coarse fibers digging painfully into my skin. Panic tightened its grip around my throat as I realized the full extent of my helplessness, the stark reality of my captivity crashing down on me with brutal force.Frantic thoughts raced through my mind as I struggled against my restraints, the panic threatening to consume me whole. Where was I? How had I ended up here? And most importantly, where was Ava?A wave of despair washed over me as I realized that I was completely at the mercy of my captors, whoever they were. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I imagined the worst, my mind conjuring up horrifying scenarios of what fate awa
Damien As I strode through the familiar corridors of the office building, my mind raced with thoughts and plans. Natalia's brazen attempts to undermine me only fueled my determination. I had come too far to let her or anyone else stand in my way.But it wasn't just about me anymore. My family – Isabella, Ava, our unborn child – they were my driving force. I would do whatever it took to protect them, to ensure their safety and security. And that meant taking down anyone who dared to threaten what was mine.And now, as I sat there, surrounded by the trappings of power, I couldn't help but feel a surge of determination. I wouldn't rest until the Founder's Association was dismantled until my family was safe until Renaissance was secure.With a steely resolve, I reached for my phone and began to formulate my next move. There was no turning back now. The game was on, and I intended to win. Immersed in the intricate details of my plan, my phone suddenly rang, jolting me out of my focused s
Isabella Chopping vegetables for the lasagna, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort wash over me. Cooking had always been a soothing activity for me, a way to channel my thoughts and focus on something tangible amidst the chaos of life.Ava, my ever-supportive mother-in-law, stood beside me, offering gentle guidance as we prepared dinner for Damien. "Now, Isabella, remember to slice the vegetables thinly for the lasagna layers," she instructed, her voice warm and reassuring.I nodded, taking her advice to heart as I carefully wielded the knife. "Like this?" I asked, holding up a perfectly sliced zucchini for her inspection.Ava smiled approvingly. "Just like that, dear. You're a natural," she praised, her encouragement filling me with a sense of pride.As we worked side by side, Ava shared her secrets for creating the perfect steak marinade, imparting her culinary wisdom with the patience of a seasoned chef. "The key is to let the meat marinate for at least an hour," she expla
Damien I was watchful during the conference meeting. I took my time to really look at the board members sitting at the table to see if I could see a member of the Founder's Association but none were seated at this conference. Even Rose St Dumas was not present. Maybe she was preparing her cronies of corrupt businessmen and women for the final show down.Camilla Valdez was also not present but Natalia was. I could not tell what was going on in her head as she gazed at me. If her mother was one of them, did that not make her automatically part of tht fold? Was I over reaching? If the plan with the detective worked, it meant that a lot of people will inevitably get hurt. "What is the profit margin for today?" I asked as I got down to business. "Eight percent since last year," Natalia said in a professional manner. "That's lower than last two years," I said with a frown. "That was due to the Al Vegas controversy," One of the board members said. "You mean the embezzlement," I replied
Damien Returning to the office after the recent turmoil felt like stepping into a minefield, each step fraught with the risk of detonating hidden dangers lurking beneath the surface. As I walked through the familiar halls of Renaissance, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gripped me like a vice, a constant reminder of the precarious balancing act I was now forced to perform.Every interaction, every word spoken, had to be carefully calculated and measured, lest I inadvertently reveal the truth lurking beneath the facade of normalcy I presented to the world. I couldn't afford to let slip even the slightest hint of my alliance with Michael, for fear of the consequences it could bring crashing down upon us both.My colleagues greeted me with smiles and nods as I made my way to my office, their cheerful demeanor a stark contrast to the turmoil raging within me. Behind their friendly facades, I couldn't help but wonder who among them could be trusted, and who might be secretly wo