Damien 167.I admired his bravery for coming to my house. I was fighting a lot of urge to throw him out but I did not think that Isabella was going to like that."How did you know about the package?" I asked him, more like demanded because I especially told the police to keep it hush."You are not as discreet as you think you are, Damien," Emilio replied with scoff."Can we all at least seat down?" Isabella asked."He is not welcome in my house, Isabella," I curtly."And you are not fit to be anyone's husband but here we are," Emilio replied sarcastically.I took a deep breath and balled my fist."You are pushing your luck, old man," I muttered under my breath and sat down."Dad? Please sit," Isabella said and I could vividly hear the soft endearment in her voice."Dad?" I asked in disbelief. "Since when?""Do not be so surprised, Damien, not everyone is like Vito," He spat out with malice. He was really pushing his luck."That is enough!" Isabella snapped
Title: Isabella 168As I sat in the living room, the weight of the recent revelations hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over everything. My mind raced with questions, doubts, and fears, each one more suffocating than the last. Damien's tense silence only added to the palpable tension in the room, and I struggled to find the words to break through the suffocating silence.I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of my stomach ever since Emilio's unexpected visit. The revelation about the Founder's Association and its sinister agenda had sent shockwaves through my world, shattering the fragile illusion of safety I had clung to for so long. The realization that Damien and I were entangled in a web of deception and danger, with no clear way out, filled me with a sense of dread, unlike anything I had ever experienced before.As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I couldn't help but feel a surge of frustration and anger towards Emilio for dragging us into this
Damien 169.I left her alone to sleep as I got ready for work. After Emilio's impromptu visit to our home, things had gone sour again. I did everything carefully and quietly so as not to wake her up. Isabella had been through enough and I did not want her to see me moody because it would only give her cause to worry.Besides, there was a baby on the way which meant that she was in a very delicate position and anything that could induce stress could prove very fatal. The secret security details that I established for her safety was still fully in effect. No one knew about it, not even Jackson.By the time I was done, I had on a Tom Ford fitted custom made suit with matching office shoes. After everything I heard, I was no longer interested in pretending that everything was good. Since Renaissance wanted my wife dead and possibly me too, I was no longer interested in playing games.I made my way to the garage and got into my car. I ignited the engine and backed
Damien As Camilla entered my office, I felt a mixture of relief and annoyance. She had a knack for interrupting at the most inconvenient times, but her presence also meant a break from the emotionally charged conversation with Natalia."Sorry to interrupt, Damien, but we have an urgent matter to discuss," Camilla said, her expression serious."Come back later, we are in the middle of a discussion," Natalia said arrogantly."Actually, we are done with what we were talking about, what do you need?" I said.Natalia whipped her head around to look at me. It was as if she could not believe that I could choose Camilla over her.Taking the cue, Camilla walked in and took a seat beside Natalia. It was not like I trusted her, in fact she was my number one enemy because of her immediate threat to my wife.Natalia refused to leave and I knew that another round of drama was imminent. She said nothing but glared at Camilla and occasionally, at me."What is it?" I asked, hoping it wasn't another c
Isabella It saddened me that Damien did not wake me up before he left. I guessed that after yesterday's battle of words with my father, he did not have the mind to be around me for now. He was still feeling awkward after his sudden show of emotions."I am so sorry you had to see that," He had said after we had locked lips and groped each other for over thirty minutes.I had laughed at his apology. I caressed his face. His handsome chiseled face."You are only human, Damien," I had told him as I ran a hand through his soft hair. Emilio's visit had rocked our world and it was not in a good way.I had a quick bath and brushed my teeth. I did not bother to blow dry my air but I rubbed it thoroughly with a towel. I put on blue jeans, a soft white shirt, and a cream-colored woolen jacket.I wondered what I was going to have for breakfast but there was no appetite so I opted for coffee instead. The maids had not yet arrived. I walked into the kitchen and found the coffee machine half filled
Damien I sat alone at the bar, nursing a glass of whiskey as I waited for Emilio to arrive. The air was thick with tension, and I could feel my muscles coiling with anticipation. Meeting with Isabella's father was never an easy task, especially considering our tumultuous history.I had left home angry after I had spoken to Isabella about her father's unwanted visit. It had been an ugly conversation with my wife. I had not even sat down before the questions began to fly everywhere."What are you hiding from me, Damien?" Isabella demanded angrily. I knew that her father had triggered her with his visit. It was about time we had our face-to-face conversation."What did he tell you this time?" I asked wearily. "Why is he so interested in our lives, Isabella, why do you always let him in?" I asked angrily."I can not believe you, Damien," She replied hurt. "You do not want to tell me," She added in a pain-filled voice. It killed me inside to see her look at me that way. I had vividly seen
Isabella I hated that I loved him. That was why it was too devastating for me any time we had our quarrel. Although, Emilio had not really said what exactly my husband did but his demeanor had revealed that it must have been bad.I wish that I had not confronted him but it was too late. We had both said hurtful things to each other and he had angrily left. If there was one thing Damien hated most, it was fighting with me. He had called it exhausting when we had our first fight.I could not stand the fact that an estranged father knew more about my own husband that me. What Damien failed to realize was that keeping me in the dark only made me doubt his commitment no matter how good of a husband he turned out to be.It was clear now what I want to do. A long no bullshit conversation with Emilio and who he really was. I had mirrored Damien's suspicious feeling about Emilio's mysterious knowledge of Renaissance's bloody and illegal history. Despite the fact that he was open about his wil
Damien It was certain that Emilio was hiding something. He had sounded so sure of himself when we had our confrontation at the bar. He was really pissed that his daughter was married to me. I knew if there was a chance for him to invalidate out marriage, he would take it.The problem with Isabella's father was that I could not decide if he was friend or foe. He claimed to care about his daughter's safety but then he began to do the exact opposite thing that would actually protect her.I paid for my tab and called Natalia. It was time we had that talk. It was time we really needed to come to terms about what the hell was going between us. I was no longer going to tolerate her interference into my life and marriage.I had no intention of meeting her in a place like this so I decided that the most suitable place for our discussion was in a diner with good coffee."Let us meet at that fast food place, opposite the office," I told her."Give me thirty minutes," Natalia replied over the ph
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