DAMIEN 70We stopped at the avenue as we promised and the cops were already waiting for us. They were all dressed like casual people. Some of them planned on using the house before then to infiltrate the building.Luckily, the house belong to a retired officer. By foot we slowly approached the house. Some of the cops took the other parts and posed as gardeners. We used the surrounding bushes to hide from them. They were about ten men at the door. We could take them down but they were armed. “The other members in the second house already kne the formation, the rest know what to do. Damien I need you to be safe because you will be the one to pull her out of that shit hole and corner Robert. We don’t have even staff. I hope you are as strong as you claim,” Officer Michael said and I nodded. Three men rolled over to the other side, I watched as they tranquillized all the men at the front. They all fell to the floor. It seems like it was going to be easier than I expected. They wa
Isabella 71.I was in a surprised daze through out the ride home. I could not believe what Damien had told me as soon as I was cleared to discharge. How could I be so careless? This changed a lot of things. If our marriage was fake, a baby on the way was the real deal."Are you okay?" Damien asked in a meek fashion as he drove.I did not answer him. For some reason, I was mad at him but I could not figure out why. In truth, we both did not know but it felt easier to blame someone."Just know that I am here and this changes nothing between us," He assured me and yet I said nothing."Say something, Isabella," He implored me softly."I have nothing to say to you right now, Damien, this is just too much for me right now," I snapped at him."This is a good thing, Isabella, and I do not understand why you are so upset," He told me with a confused look etched on his face.I will took a long deep breath."Who kidnapped me?" I asked him pointedly."Robert," He answer
Damien 72.It hurt when those words escaped from her lips. It hurt me more than anything that I ever felt. I took a deep breath as I sat close to her. I do not want a baby. It stung. It had been a dream of mine for a day like this to come.More than anything else, I wanted so badly to be a better father than Vito and I would always strive to be a better father.A knock sounded on the door and I went to get it. It was one of the hired maid. There was a tray of food in her hands. I turned to Isabella."We will talk about this later," I told her and excused her so she could eat alone. I wanted her to get better and also take a short sleep. I had changed from my work clothes as soon as I entered my room.A black Jean with leather boots, a black V-neck tee shirt with a matching leather jacket. I needed to get some things done. Earlier, I had called Officer Michael to see if it was possible to see Robert before he was transferred to Red Gate Penitentiary.I took the
Isabella 73.The corn soup was amazing and it went well with the pills I took. I was feeling better but emotionally I was still fucked up. I was glad Damien was out of the house because I did not have the heart to see him again. I fell asleep as soon as I finished eating.When I woke up, I saw that a new iPhone had been left by my side. I ignored it and got off the bed. Damien had told me that my old phone had been taken has part of the evidence against Robert when the case goes to trial.I was in no mood to think about that son of a bitch for now or any other time. I went into the bathroom to rinse my face and dried it up with a towel. I walked back into the bedroom and gazed at the phone on the bed.I suspected that it had to be one of the maids because I could not feel Damien's presence in the house. I wondered where he went. I left the phone and made my way down to the living room. I had no idea what to do to pass time.I sat in front of the television and switched it on with the
Damien 74.Robert backed away in fear as I stepped into the cell. I could see the terror in his eyes as he gazed at me with trepidation. He knew that he stood no chance against me."Sit," I told him.He sat defiantly. I remained standing as I looked at him hard and long."It would cost me nothing to put my hands on you but it would bring me no satisfaction. I have thought of everything I could do to hurt you but nothing new comes to mind," I told him gravely.He said nothing as he watched me with caution."So why are you here?" He finally asked."I am a business man, Robert and I come to you with a deal," I told him.He furrowed his brows as he looked at me suspiciously."What could you possibly have that I need?" He told me with a little arrogance."Your freedom," I said in a grave tone. That shut him up."What about it?" He asked me, his voice faltered a little."You are going to trial. I can stop that from happening. I can convince her to drop the charges against you," I told him,
Isabella 75.While I waited for the phone to boot up, I could not take my mind away from Camila's visit. I had no idea what she wanted from me and I was kinda scared of finding out. Ever since Damien cut her out of his company she had been unhinged ever since.The phone vibrated as it flashed to life. I was so sure that Damien had already put his name in the speed dial. An idea was forming in my mind and it was one that Damien could frown upon. If Vito could attack me then he must surely know about my mother.I could not have him hurting my mother just to get to me. Mother, in her condition had to live here with me. I was sure that no one had this new number and I was going to keep it that way. I was tempted to go online but I knew that it was a bad idea.It was depressing enough seeing my face on the news and moreover, the internet was brutal and unforgiving when it comes to trendy topics like mine. It was a rabbit hole I was not interested in ever entering.
Damien 76.With the vow that I made still fresh on my mind, Isabella and I made our way to the living room. I had ordered the security, after a thorough search on Camila to let her in. The kidnap of my Isabella was still fresh on my mind so Camilla better had something good to say.I was a little shocked to see how stressed out she was. Although her dress sense was as hot as ever. She dressed elegantly but I could see the cracks in her confidence. Isabella and I took a seat on the soft couch across from her and waited.Camilla Valdez, public enemy number— one watched Isabella and I in a peculiar manner. I could vividly make out disbelief in her eyes as she watched us."Would you like some wine?" I asked. There was no need to be a hostile host to her."That's funny," Camila replied. "I was turned away from here when I came here the first time," She said, glaring straight at Isabella."Yes, because I have no desire to see you. Besides, Damien was not in the last
Isabella 77."Are you sure about this?" Damien asked me as we made our way to the elevator."I am not going to put my life on pause because of someone like Robert, I will be fine," I told him. He did not seem to be reassured by my claim."Just call me when you need anything," He said and the elevator opened and I walked into my office floor.I gave him a short wave and made my way to the office. There was a work place murmur going on when I stepped into the floor. The buzz died down as soon as all eyes were on me. I felt so self conscious and I was aware that they all knew what I had gone through."It's good to see you back at work, Ms. Moretti," A lady said kindly and I looked over at her."Thank you, it feels good to be back," I told her in a polite manner and smiled.I looked around and I could see friendly smiles and nods directed at me. It made me feel good and I recalled what Damien told me before we left the house."Renaissance is your home, Isabella and the workers are your fa