Damien 176.I sat there for a while after Natalia had unceremoniously left me at the diner. All eyes were on lonely me as I sat alone and drank my coffee. This was not how I had planned the whole thing. I sighed deeply and looked out of the window. I knew that she would be back.The women of St. Dumas were relentless in their pursuit of whatever they wanted and they only gave up if they were bored.My phone rang and a number that I thought I would never see again showed up on the screen. It was a call from my Commanding officer back in the army. He just recently retired and was now working as a criminal analyst and profiler.He had been the head of the precinct at the City police station but he had been transferred because he was asking the right questions from the wrong people. He had been helping me investigate the killings at Renaissance.While I had left the army, he had chosed to retire than resign and he was not even that old yet."I did not think I was g
Isabella 177As I sat across from Ava, the weight of our shared experiences hung heavy in the air. I watched as the early afternoon sunlight danced through the leaves, casting dappled shadows across the porch. Ava's eyes held a sadness that mirrored my own, a silent testament to the burdens we both carried."Tell me about those early days, Ava," I urged gently, breaking the somber silence that had settled between us.Ava sighed, her gaze drifting into the distance as memories from the past flooded her mind. "Those were dark times, Isabella," she began, her voice tinged with regret. "After Vito was arrested by the army, I was left alone to fend for myself and Damien.""Rose was the only one who stood by me back then," Ava relayed to me. "But she took advantage of my helplessness," She added bitterly.I knew what she was talking about. Rose had an affair with a young Damien and it ruined the relationship between Ava and the whole of St. Dumas."I knew about
Damien 178.I walked back to my car and thought of my options of where to go. Going after Emilio was out of the question as I could not promise myself that I was not going to kick his ass. I was still keeping Jackson on standby and also telling him to lay low.This was due to the fact that Jackson was a former employee of Renaissance and I was damn sure that he was already on the company hit list. I was certain that Isabella would give me more drama and demands for answers.Answers that I was not willing to share with anyone, not even with her. There were dangerous informations stored in my head and letting her have just as little as a glimpse into them could spell danger for her. I decided to head for the office. It was the only place that I had ironically did the best of my thinking.I drove with haste to the office and gave out a few curt nods to my employees. I dreadfully realized that they could all be potentially killed just for choosing to work here.Camilla Valdez was sitting
**Damien 179.There were no words. I could not even describe the carnage and agony the place oozed. People in straitjackets, naked from the waist down, all behaving in a grotesque and disgusting, animalistic nature. I watched in awe as and pity as a woman threw up and shat herself at the same time.There were very plenty. This was the company that I was in charge of taking to a greater height. A company built on pain and misery. I saw big muscular orderlies in white scrub push patients strapped down to the bed. The patients would thrash widely and strain at their bonds while yelling at the top of the their lungs."Those are failed experiments," Camilla said in a bland tone."They are people, Camilla," I told her pointedly."They are useless," Camilla replied with an arrogant shrug. "And before you keep on going about morals and ethics, they were aware of the dangers before they signed the contract," She coldly added."It does not make this right," I insisted."If you are like this bec
**Damien 180.I decided to head home since I was not winning this battle of mine. Camilla had the upper hand and also a highly connected backing. This meant that I had to thread carefully. Despite the fact that I was the CEO, I was surrounded by enemies who had their own selfish genders.I was still in my office when I recalled a mysterious email on my computer. It had been from Michael Stryker, my old buddy from the army, he had once been the head of the police precinct before he was unlawfully transferred. I had no idea what he was up to but I knew that he was a valuable ally.I was not going to lie to myself. What Camilla had showed me had rattled me to the core of my entire being and I currently did not have a plan on what to do.I put a call through, Emilio and waited for him to pick up."And just how did you get this number, Moretti," Emilio said as she answered the call."You have your ways and I have mine, Emilio," I said to him on the phone."What can I do for you, Damien?" E
Isabella 181It was blissful at Ava's as the day went by. Damien still had no idea that I was absent from the house. I entered into the house with Ava as a pleasant tour guide. It was fascinating seeing all the abstract art she hung around the house. It was enlightening.She showed me the family portrait which was very old and I could make out just how young Damien had been when he just a little boy."Here, he was just four," Ava said proudly."He looks so serious," I noticed as I told Ava."Yes, he had always been rather solemn for his age," Ava replied fondly.I followed her to the huge library she had installed in the house. I gasped at the collections of rare books she had in her possession."Some where stolen from museums," Ava whispered proudly. It was as if she was a child again.I looked at her, appalled."What? They were just collecting dust from where they were kept, here, I get to show it off," She replied.My eyes caught a glimpse of something
Damien 182I sat alone in my office, the weight of Emilio's revelation bearing down on me like a leaden cloak. My mind raced with a million questions, each more terrifying than the last. How could Emilio, the man I had trusted as my father-in-law, be connected to something as sinister as the Puppeteer? And what did his involvement mean for Isabella, the woman I loved more than life itself?I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of my stomach, a gnawing sense of dread that threatened to consume me whole. The thought of Isabella caught in the crosshairs of Emilio's dark past sent a shiver down my spine, filling me with a bone-deep fear unlike anything I had ever known.I had always prided myself on being able to protect those I cared about, to shield them from the dangers of the world. But now, faced with the realization that I may have unwittingly led Isabella into harm's way, I felt utterly powerless, a mere pawn in a game I could scarcely comprehend.As I sat
Growing up in the shadows of a broken home, Monroe's childhood was anything but idyllic. Trauma and turmoil were constant companions, shaping him into the man he would become - a man driven by hatred and fueled by a thirst for revenge.I could not blame him for his obsession with me because he had not believed that someone like me could be his downfall. It was great to know that he was still alive and there was only one reason he could be calling me. I had something he wanted.From a young age, he learned to fend for himself, navigating the treacherous streets with the cunning of a survivor. His parents were absent, consumed by their own demons, leaving him to fend for himself in a world that showed him no mercy.But he had refused to be a victim of circumstance, refused to let hispast dictate his future. So, when the opportunity arose to escape the cycle of poverty and despair, he seized it with both hands, enlisting in the army in search of a better life.At first, it seemed like he
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