Isabella 52.Natalia gave me a ride in her pink car after the short lunch we had. I watched over the window as she hummed the melody of the piece that was currently blasting out of her radio. The radio was also pink, just to remind you.Natalia suddenly stopped humming and glanced over at me. “Can I be honest with you?” She asked and I glanced over at her. What could she possibly want to speak about now?“What sad tale do you want to recount?” I rolled my eyes.“You know I almost married Damien?” She said. I looked at her for a while and turned my attention back to the road.“Hmmm,” I murmured as I touched my chin. I didn't even know why I did that. “He told me how you desperately tried to force him into marrying you,” I corrected her.She scoffed at me and reduced the volume on the radio.“I just want you to know that Damien is mine, and if you know what is good for you. Get as far away from him because if I decide to act it won’t end up well with you!” She spat.She finally snap
Damien 53Natalia’s little arms circled mine and I shuddered uncontrollably. I threw her a dirty look and let out a small hiss.“My father has invited you and her, wouldn’t you come with me instead of her?” She said and tore her hands away from mine when she saw that I was still poised at her like a king cobra.She clicked her tongue. “You don’t have to be so harsh,” She said.The elevator came to a stop and I threw my long legs out. The elevator was starting to get stuffy even though it was just the both of us. I almost cussed at myself when I heard footsteps behind me.She was following me.“Nathalia tell me what don’t you get about all this?” I glared at her.“I don’t understand what you see in that girl! What does she have? She is broke! Her mother is crazy and yet you are still with her!” She went into a screaming fit. Her hands were flying every which way. I hated myself for waiting for her reply and started walking away.She can go crazy all she wants I don’t care about it. Can
Isabella 54.Her brown hair fell to her back and it matched her brown suit and pan trouser. I could see the black lacy bra or singlet or whatever she had on.She matched it with black pencil heels and a black diamond Purse. Her lips were tinted a deep red and her silky hair moved in the motion of the wind. I could already tell she was Hispanic.“Ms.Grace,” Jackson finally spoke up after his jaw dropped to the floor earlier. He took out his hands to offer her a handshake and her white perfect set of teeth came to view as she offered her hands. Now that I could see her perfectly, she just looked like someone I knew.I have seen Jackson with countless women but never had I seen him react the way he just did. Was he falling for her?“Isabella,” I also shook her hands.“Please have your seat,” Jackson showed her the chair before us and we all sat at the same time. “My, I must say. Your photo card does show justice to the goddess I see before me,” Jackson said and I threw a befitting
DAMIEN 55I watched as numerous emotions creased through Vito's face. Confusion, dread, sadness, denial. I simply waited for all of it to play out as I stared at him.he held the corner of his chair for support. “When did she die?” He asked as he stood by the corner of the room. I could see that he wished I was lying, but my emotionless face was not leaving any clue for him.“Visit her cemetery in old church street, please leave I have a thousand things to do and you being here is not helping at all,” I got off the table and looked at the documents. It would take at least a day to finish them."Are you lying to me, son?" He got close to me as if he wanted to hit me. I changed my body language, my muscles becoming tense."What? Fuck off, I already told you," I cussed. I had become very aggressive.He gritted his teeth at me. He knew it, I knew it. We both knew it. If blows were going to fly, I would win against him. The power gap was a lot between the both of us.He took a step back an
ISABELLA 56I dropped the file on the table and I watched Damien’s father across the table. I looked for how to run away from this man, any lie that could save me from talking to him.But my head was blank.“Isabella right?” He smiled through his wrinkled face. He did look like his son when he smiled. He looked somehow saddened by something.“Yes that’s my name,” I smiled. I looked at the chair, wondering whether I should sit for the chat or stand. It was as if I was standing in front of my boss in my office.“I just thought I should pass by before I left,” He said.“Oh right, okay,” I said not having anything to say to him. I was smiling at him like a dumbo, waiting for him to spill whatever he had for me.“I know you had lunch already but could we have coffee outside and talk about some things, you know?” He said.I wanted to say no, I was ready to say no but my stupid mouth disappointed me. “Yes sure,” I said and I almost wanted to slap myself in the middle of the room. I wonder
Isabella 57My hands were on the table as I watched the man in front of me eat. I thought I hadn't caught what he had said, but I knew I had heard him well."Huh?"name looked at me and continued eating. He was the only one with an appetite between the both of us.I chuckled and it surprised me. It was the least he had expected from me."I don’t understand,” I replied and he dropped the cup of coffee on the table. “If you truly love him, you would leave him alone. You have no idea who he is, He is a lot more than the eye meets and I’m sure he is making it seem that he is a good person,” He explained further. "I am his father, I know my son very well."“But sir, how does—seriously. I don’t understand,” I shook my head. This wasn't what I had expected when I was whisked away for a talk.“Please call me Vito, did you know that Damien was in the military? Have you guys ever encountered dark cars following you?” He asked and my head went back to the vacation. I remembered those cars clea
ISABELLA 58I clenched my fist as I saw Natalia on the bed. Damien was fast asleep, shirtless while she hovered over him. It took a lot of resolve not to scream at them. Funny how it was happening twice today. I decided not to overreact."Damien," She said as she gently tapped his face. I don't know if she did not see me or if she was just denying my existence in my room at that time.I curled my hands into fists. “Natalia,” I called as calmly as possible and she twisted her head to look at me. She didn't even look disturbed. Most women would be super nervous if they were caught having affairs with someone's husband. It was as if she had some experience in that field."Oh gosh, I didn't expect you to be here," She smiled at me as she ran her hands on Damien's bare chest.I blinked several times to maintain my composure. "What are you doing here?" I asked, trying to be calm. Maybe he fainted, maybe I was just overacting. I was sure my blood pressure was very high. Thank God I tried to
ISABELLA 59I rushed to his side and some white substances were forming at the corner of his mouth. The drugs probably had a bad effect on him. It must have been an allergic reaction to the drug he had ingested.I had to call the doctor! But then I didn't even have any of their contacts. Maybe I should call Jackson at this point he was my only hope. I decided to call the butler for help because he was the closest person available."Help! Help!" I wailed. I had to scream twice before some servants and the butler came to me."What happened to him?" The butler asked as he quickly checked Damien's pulse. He brought his ear close to Damien's face and listened to his breathing. "He is breathing, but it is very slow.""I don't know! I just woke up and met him like that," I said as I put my hands to my head. "We have to call the ambulance!" I screamed. I was fully awake now.I pushed my hair away from my face as some people came to my help and struggled to lift him off the ground."Please,
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