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Tracey's P.O.VI walked into the kitchen, groggily rubbing off the sleep from my eyes. I grabbed a bowl, poured in some flakes, added a few strawberries, and drowned everything in milk. The house was unusually quiet, and as I glanced toward the dining area out of sheer habit, expecting to see Damien in his usual spot, sipping tea like he had all the time in the world, I was almost startled to find the seat empty. Weird.But I wasn’t about to complain. At least my morning wouldn’t be ruined by his sharp eyes scanning me like I was an intruder in his precious space or that frustratingly handsome face that annoyed me more than it should.I sighed, picked up my bowl, and started walking back to my room, my mind already drifting to what I would do for the rest of the day when I turned the corner and bumped straight into a solid chest. The cereal almost spilled from my hands, but before I could react, a rough finger flicked my nose, and I barely stopped myself from scowling.“Watch it, ki
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DAMIEN’S P.O.VAnother fucking dead end.The bastard had been stubborn, foolish and a waste of my fucking time. When Marcus had reported about finding traces of my parent's killer, I was glad.Finally, I'd get to the truth and end it all at once.Not until I met with the bastard.I’d even given him a chance to make things easy for himself. But no—he wanted to play tough. So, I made him beg instead. Made him scream until his throat was raw, his body trembling, and his skin turned into a bloody mess under my hands.But even after all that, he didn’t give me a fucking name, which only proved one thing—he was protectiing the real killer of my parents.And a man who stays loyal under torture is either scared or too deeply tied to betray his master. Either way, I couldn't let him live. Keeping him alive would have been a risk, a loose end that could tip off the killer that I was still hunting him.So, I put a bullet into his fucking skull.I felt nothing. No satisfaction, no frustration. J
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DAMIEN’S P.O.VAnother fucking dead end.The bastard had been stubborn, foolish and a waste of my fucking time. When Marcus had reported about finding traces of my parent's killer, I was glad.Finally, I'd get to the truth and end it all at once.Not until I met with the bastard.I’d even given him a chance to make things easy for himself. But no—he wanted to play tough. So, I made him beg instead. Made him scream until his throat was raw, his body trembling, and his skin turned into a bloody mess under my hands.But even after all that, he didn’t give me a fucking name, which only proved one thing—he was protectiing the real killer of my parents.And a man who stays loyal under torture is either scared or too deeply tied to betray his master. Either way, I couldn't let him live. Keeping him alive would have been a risk, a loose end that could tip off the killer that I was still hunting him.So, I put a bullet into his fucking skull.I felt nothing. No satisfaction, no frustration. Ju
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TRACEY'S P.O.VI flopped onto my bed, staring at the book still clutched in my hands.Damien Black was an enigma. One second, he was ice-cold and impossible to talk to and the next, he was throwing out sly remarks, daring me to keep up. Was he bipolar or just enjoying playing with my head?I groaned, tossing the book onto the bed beside me. Maybe I was overthinking it, and this was just him.Why was I even stressing myself over it? I have stayed long enough with him to know this was his personality. He was just so Impossible to figure out.And yet, somehow earlier, I managed to sit in front of him, sharing my opinion over a damn book without fearing for my life.That should have been a victory, right?I glanced at the book again. When I asked if I could take it with me, he didn’t care to answer. He didn't even bother to spare a look before rolling himself out of the book-room.Well, I didn't give a damn either, since he didn’t outrightly say no, I had taken his silence for a yes. I
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TRACEY'S P.O.VNobody in the car made a sound. Just the booming sound of the RnB across the radio which did nothing to ease the tensed atmosphere between us all.I sat in the passenger seat while Damien was beside me, his entire focus glued to his phone. Ryan, who was driving, seemed unbothered by the awkward atmosphere, occasionally nodding to the low music playing from the speakers.I had no idea where we were headed.And, apparently, neither of these men thought it was important to tell me a thing.I was barely sitted comfortably in my seat, checking Damien's movement through the corner of my eye. I still wasn't over the new look he had on.And being up close with him, made me see the tattoo covering his entire hands properly.He had a snake coiled around to the end of his sleeves and a date attached on it.I wonder what each of the tattoos signified.Never knew he had such tattoos on his.Well, never seen his hands before—he was a full dressed man.I studied him for a second l
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Tracey’s P.O.VTears formed in my eyes as I stormed into my room, slamming the door shut behind me. My chest rose and fell quick and fast paced, my breaths coming out in sharp bursts of anger.Damien had yelled at me. Again.Ryan had said he was remorseful that was why he actually took me to the mall as an apology. But, he was dead wrong. Damien wasn't remorseful even for a bit.When I walked up to him, I wasn't even trying to start a fight this time. I had actually wanted to apologize just like Ryan had instructed.Ryan had advised I apologize for my bad manners and thank him for the gift, and for once, I considered listening. But the moment I tried, Damien snapped at me like I was nothing. Like I was a damn problem he had to deal with.I wiped my cheeks roughly, but more tears kept streaming down.Why did I even care? When I knew he was an asshole.An asshole with no emotions. He was just a cold, ruthless man who probably had no idea what the word ‘sorry’ even meant. What he onl
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Tracey’s POV“I'm asking you a fucking question. What the hell is this, Camillé” He growled.I sat still, watching Damien wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, as he glared at the plate in front of him, like it had personally offended him. He shoved it away with a loud hiss.Camillé was still standing there, dismayed by his sudden question, but when he snapped again, she let out a nervous laugh moving closer towards him.“D—Damien… what are you talking about? I made your favorite dish.”His eyes snapped to her. “You call this trash a meal?“ “I don't eat such shit.“ His sharp voice cut through whatever little confidence she had left.Her face turned red. I bit my lip, fighting the urge to smirk. For the first time that morning, I actually felt good.Camillé shook her head, trying to force a smile. “Maybe you’re just not in the mood for it today.” She picked up a spoon and took a bite herself, chewing slowly like she was proving a point.She swallowed, then looked at Damien, with
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TRACEY’S P.O.V.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, trying not to let the ugly feeling settle in my chest. But, the more I was trying to evade it, the obvious it became.I knew exactly what I was feeling. Jealousy. It was an undeniable feeling that clouded me ever since I saw Camillé walking right in.Arghhh!Why the fuck was I even feeling this way?Camillé was beautiful. No doubt. She had that effortless, expensive beauty that looked straight out of a goddamn magazine. Tall, blonde, perfect body, the kind of woman who belonged in Damien’s world. The kind who could actually stand beside him without looking out of place.She was unlike me. I swallowed, forcing myself to look away from my reflection. It didn’t matter if I was developing feelings for him or not. Damien wasn't mine, neither was he supposed to be mine in the first place.I was just a captive, and a nobody to him. My only focus should be getting out of here, not feeling whatever the hell I was for him. Not caring
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DAMIEN'S P.O.VI could fucking see the jealousy in Tracey’s eyes.She was doing a terrible job at hiding it especially as she stood there with her fists clenched by her sides.she pressed her lips into a slight frown.I leaned back in my chair, a slow smirk tugging at my lips as Camillé’s manicured hand rested lightly on my shoulder.I didn’t bother to shrug it off. I was liking the effect it had on Tracey.The way her eyes were locked in, switching between me and Camillé, trying to figure out what was going on.In a way it made me feel good, because I could tell what exactly was through that damn mind of hers.She was probably thinking who the fuck was Camillé and I owed her no damn explanation.I didn’t owe anyone that. But still, for some reason, I let the words slip.“Tracey, this is Camillé,” I said, my voice calm and measured. “La mia fidanzata.(My fiancée)”The moment the word fiancee came out of my mouth, I felt a distate pour across my tongue.Me saying that meant I was indire
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Tracy's POVSitting on my bed, I could not help but realize something. It was more than obvious to me now. Damian was actually avoiding me. It had been over four days, and yet he had not come to check on me. He didn't even intervene in anything I had been doing. Normally, he would have done much worse than that. In short, he would have been in my head, forcing me to learn, forcing me to do everything possible. He would have been here waking me early and telling me not to be lazy. But he was nowhere to be found. It was like he vanished into thin air. Anytime I tried to see him, he was always not around. Even when I went to his office, he wasn't there. That was kind of frustrating for me because only when I had slowly started getting used to him did he have to vanish like this. I lay down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. All I could imagine was what happened between the two of us, and it could not stop amusing me as I smiled and rolled on the bed, using my bed sheets to cover mys
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Damien's POVSitting in my office, I felt so frustrated as I pondered whether my plan could really work or if I was just being intimidated because I was trying to avoid Tracy. It was a very bad plan, and what if we did not get William? Those thoughts filled my mind, leaving me confused. I did not know what to do, what to say, or even what to think anymore. As I sat alone in my office, I decided to call in Skylo. He rushed in and looked at me. “Are you still trying to decide?” he questioned as I nodded. “I have made my decision. We are not going with that plan of yours. Yes, it is a nice plan. It’s intimidating and well thought out, but it won't work, and a lot of problems could arise. Putting a price on him would mean that every enemy would know about the fight, and I don't want him to be publicized. I don’t want people to know. I just want to quietly find Tracy's father, and that is all,” I said firmly as he nodded. “I also thought about it. I knew you would not easily accept my i
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Damien’s P.O.VWaking up at 5 a.m with my body stiff from the restless night. I Sat up in bed, my eyes scanning every corner of the room for anything suspicious. Cameras. Bugs. Anything Diego might use to spy on me.Deigo could not be trusted. Not after everything that has happened between us.Certain there was none, I stood up the bed and moved into the bathroom.The shower was lukewarm, barely doing anything to shake off the exhaustion I was feeling from everything. Last night was an aweful one. Trying to stay at alert, conscious of Deigo's not acting funny had led to a restless night for me.By the time I returned to the room, Marcus was already waiting for me. He stood stiffly by the door, his face blank, but I could see the tension in the way his hands rested at his sides.“Boss,” he greeted, his voice steady as he gave me a small bow.“Any information about the file?“ I asked, not wanting to ask the exact question bugging my mind.If Tracey had been found. “Nothing Boss, not ev
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Damien's POVSitting in my office, I felt so frustrated as I pondered whether my plan could really work or if I was just being intimidated because I was trying to avoid Tracy. It was a very bad plan, and what if we did not get William? Those thoughts filled my mind, leaving me confused. I did not know what to do, what to say, or even what to think anymore. As I sat alone in my office, I decided to call in Skylo. He rushed in and looked at me. “Are you still trying to decide?” he questioned as I nodded. “I have made my decision. We are not going with that plan of yours. Yes, it is a nice plan. It’s intimidating and well thought out, but it won't work, and a lot of problems could arise. Putting a price on him would mean that every enemy would know about the fight, and I don't want him to be publicized. I don’t want people to know. I just want to quietly find Tracy's father, and that is all,” I said firmly as he nodded. “I also thought about it. I knew you would not easily accept my i
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Tracy's POVSitting on my bed, I could not help but realize something. It was more than obvious to me now. Damian was actually avoiding me. It had been over four days, and yet he had not come to check on me. He didn't even intervene in anything I had been doing. Normally, he would have done much worse than that. In short, he would have been in my head, forcing me to learn, forcing me to do everything possible. He would have been here waking me early and telling me not to be lazy. But he was nowhere to be found. It was like he vanished into thin air. Anytime I tried to see him, he was always not around. Even when I went to his office, he wasn't there. That was kind of frustrating for me because only when I had slowly started getting used to him did he have to vanish like this. I lay down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. All I could imagine was what happened between the two of us, and it could not stop amusing me as I smiled and rolled on the bed, using my bed sheets to cover my
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Damien's POVI can't believe I have been avoiding Tracy for the past two days. I have just made sure not to come in contact with her, and now again I rushed to the office just because I don't want to see her. I sat down, staring at the piles of documents. On a normal day, I wouldn't want to go through all of this, but because I had an aim—and that was to avoid her in any way possible—I found this even more amusing and much better than actually seeing her and watching her smile at me because that was even more annoying than anything. As I went through all the documents, I became a bit tired, only for me to check the time and realize it was not even close to 20 minutes since I had started, and funnily enough, I had not even gone through up to three pages. I felt so frustrated that I groaned, slapping my hand on my forehead in frustration. What has gotten over me? I don't even know why I am doing this. I am not the kind of person who would find this cheering at all or even resort to do
