Elise's POV. I was so shocked by what I saw but thankfully the kiss didn't last for up to four seconds before Damien pushed her away from him.He pushed her so hard that she dropped to the floor, holding her waist and wincing."Damien, how could you do that?" one of his old classmates asked.They were rather appalled by his harshness but I was so happy that he shoved her off, but I didn't expect him to do it that roughly."Damien," I muttered and walked to his side. "Apologize," I tugged his hand and whispered.He snapped out of the shocked phase he was in and quickly apologized."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you like that," Damien said and extended his hand to her.He helped her from the floor before others could come to her aid."Why were you so aggressive towards me?" She asked, her eyes brimming with tears. "Ouch, it hurts," she let out a sob and bent backward a little. "Ow!! It hurts so much," She cried louder.Two of the ladies that came to help her gently massaged her b
Elise's POV. This research had to be wrong, Damien would never fall in love with someone else, not after everything we've been through. If he loved her that much then he would have mentioned her name before or never pursued me the way he did. But could there be a possibility that he never mentioned her name because he was afraid of getting hurt by the memories of their love? Was their breakup so messy and hurtful that he decided to omit her from his memories?"Princess, what did you want to tell me?" I heard Damien's voice and snapped out of my thoughts. I looked at him and asked, "Why do you care about me now?" "What do you mean by that?" He asked, giving me a confused look. "Did I do something wrong?" "You are doing everything wrong these days!" I couldn't help but raise my voice and keep my phone aside. "I'm trying so hard to understand what's so special about your conversation with her that you've refused to pay me the slightest attention," "Elise, what are you talking abou
Damien's POV. "Damien, she isn't telling the truth. I never said any of that," Elise argued. "I consoled her over her boyfriend's betrayal, but she asked me why I came with you. I reminded her of our relationship and she threw herself to the floor, spewing lies," "Damien, she's lying," Mercedes cried out and wrapped her hands around me. I looked at Elise and I knew she wasn't lying. I could tell when my princess was telling a lie and this moment wasn't one of them. "Alright. Let's calm down..."I sighed."Elise, please go to the car and wait for me," I instructed, trying to stop the issue from escalating. Elise frowned and stormed out of the mansion. I stared down at Mercedes and wondered why she lied. I had been with Elise for almost a year now. Did she think that it was so easy to plant doubt in my mind? "I couldn't find your first aid kit," I muttered and gently pushed her away from me. "It's in the drawer," She muttered, trying to hug me again. "Wait, let me find it," I held
Damien's POV. "Mercedes," I gasped. I was so stunned to see her here, I hadn't noticed her on the plane. How could we be in the same place at the same time? Was this a mere coincidence or had she followed me?"What are you doing here?" I gasped.She stepped closer, smiling, "I came to see a therapist like you had advised. A friend in California recommended one to me, and speaking highly of her competence, I decided to come,""The therapist is here in Paris?""Yeah," she confirmed and gave me another smile. "I know the distance is crazy since there are so many therapists back in California or New York where I have been staying for the past few years, but my friend spoke highly of the therapist and I can afford it. Plus, Paris is beautiful it would've hurt to have fun while caring for my mental health,""You don't have to explain anything to me, I'm sorry for prying," I apologized."What are you doing here?" She asked, curiously looking at me."I came here for an important meeting wit
Damien's POV. "Mercedes, are you insane or what?" I asked, not mincing words. "What is wrong with you?" "Damien, I thought I could stop loving you after our breakup but I never did. When I saw you in that reunion and felt your kissable lips, I couldn't hold back the surge of affection in my heart," Mercedes said, touching her chest. "When I kissed you, all our memories came rushing to my mind like a flood. I have never felt such intense emotion in my life. My boyfriend never affected me like you did with just one appearance," "Damien, I love you," She declared, confidently. "You were my everything. You were my first love and first kiss. I gave you my virginity and all my love. We wouldn't have broken up if our families didn't have issues…" She uttered, desperate affection evident in her eyes. "Mercedes, I don't care about you or your feelings. I don't give a damn!" I raised my voice, not caring about the glances I received. "I have moved on a long time ago and if you hadn't showed
Damien's POV. The hand pinned my head at the bottom of the bathtub but I was able to hold my breath. I tried to move my hands and rip the hand off but I couldn't.My body was paralyzed, I couldn't move a single part of it. I might be as good as dead.The memories that I had with my princess suddenly came to my mind. I remembered how we lost our daughter and how she almost ended her life. I spent months trying to make her understand that she wasn't alone and that she could count on me.We went to therapy together and I hardly left her side because I was afraid that she would do something to herself. I might not be the best boyfriend to her but she had always loved me.I had hardly experienced that sort of love in my life. It was unconditional and beautiful.If I died...right now, she would attempt to end her life again and I wouldn't be there to save her. She would be so sorrowful and the pain would rip her apart, all the months of hard work to bring her back to her normal self would
Damien's POV. I didn't want to feel afraid, I wanted to act tough as usual but I couldn't. I wasn't in the United States. There was no one here that I could trust to help or protect me. I would have called one of my partners and asked if I could stay with them overnight but I couldn't because I wasn't certain about the identity of the culprit. They might be in cahoots with one of my rivals and contacting them could put me in more danger. I couldn't hire bodyguards either because they weren't at my beck and call in this place. If I was going to have bodyguards then I had to wait until tomorrow morning or even a few days to get the protection I required. "What am I going to do?" I asked, my heart pounding terribly in my chest. "I doubt if staying here would be safe and I'm afraid that if I moved, they would move places with me. I can leave Paris tomorrow but there's no guarantee that I will get a flight to California," "Fuck," I cussed and glanced at my phone again. Another messa
Damien's POV. "What the fuck is this?" I yelled, staring at the message. The elevator shook and once again, I lost balance. I almost dropped to the floor but I used my suitcase to steady myself. Someone was making the elevator malfunction so that it would fall. I was on the eighteenth floor of over thirty floors. If this elevator fell then I would certainly die. Although I knew a few tips about how to position my body when an elevator started falling, the distance between the elevator and the ground was too fatal. My phone beeped again and I reluctantly brought it to sight."What are your last words?" I read and let out a scowl. "I have no last words, bastard because I am not dying tonight," I growled and slammed my hand on the elevator wall. "You can toil with the elevator as much as you want, but nothing you do can faze me again!" "Is this all you've got bastard, I know that you're hear—" My words were cut short when the elevator suddenly moved again.The light was still going
CHAPTER 127 - The end. Elise's POV. Two weeks passed, and the day of the trial came. Although it came sooner than expected, I was ready to go along with whatever Damien planned. As I walked into the courtroom with my disowned parents, I recalled what they had told me. Father told me to trust him after he discovered the cop was arrested. He insisted that the video was real, making me hate him more. I hated him more than I hated the devil because he was worse. How could he act so passionately about avenging my sister when he was the perpetrator? How could he look like my mother in my eyes and pretend to be a supportive husband? I doubted that my mother knew anything about his crime. She must have believed his accusation against Damien, because why would he rape his daughter? Except she wasn't. I suddenly paused as the new narrative settled into my mind. My father had always been poor and insufferable, what if my mom got tired of him or wanted to help the family and cheated in the
CHAPTER 127 - The end. Elise's POV. Two weeks passed, and the day of the trial came. Although it came sooner than expected, I was ready to go along with whatever Damien planned. As I walked into the courtroom with my disowned parents, I recalled what they had told me. Father told me to trust him after he discovered the cop was arrested. He insisted that the video was real, making me hate him more. I hated him more than I hated the devil because he was worse. How could he act so passionately about avenging my sister when he was the perpetrator? How could he look like my mother in my eyes and pretend to be a supportive husband? I doubted that my mother knew anything about his crime. She must have believed his accusation against Damien, because why would he rape his daughter? Except she wasn't. I suddenly paused as the new narrative settled into my mind. My father had always been poor and insufferable, what if my mom got tired of him or wanted to help the family and cheated in the
Author's POV. Elise's eyes widened and she grasped his hand in shock. She didn't expect him to attempt to hurt her, but she was ready to defend herself. She had already gone through some training and gotten stronger than before. She wasn't going to allow anyone to trample on her again. "You bastard!" She suddenly kicked his groin with her knee and stepped on his foot. He screamed and she used the opportunity to push him to the floor. The moment he fell, she ran away from the room. She called the attention of other officers and he was arrested. He denied the allegations she leveled against him, but he couldn't deny his crimes again when the CCTV footage was played. Elise watched how they took him to a cell and she was so happy about it. "Since he's in jail, I don't think there's any need to get the video. I just have to give the judge this recording and show them the marks of his abuse," Elise uttered, walking to a corner and taking pictures of the officer's fingerprints. "Did
Author's POV. "Go to hell, Damien," Roman spat. "Yes, captain," Damien mocked and left the detention room. Roman turned his gaze to the direction Demirn left and felt very upset. He didn't achieve his aim, which was berating and mocking Damien. "Why does it seem like he was expecting me?" Roman asked himself and frowned. "He was saying the right words and his tone was so dark. I hope he isn't monitoring me in some way or digging up some dirt on me," Roman became a bit suspicious, but then he kicked out the thought. He doubted that Damien would know much about his past and since he had enough money, it would be easy for him to escape punishment. "I can't let that bastard upset me," Roman cleared his throat and unbuttoned his shirt. "He's the one in jail not me, he should be worried not the other around," His words were more like a comfort for him, but deep down he couldn't help being nervous. "Fuck," He cussed, slamming his hand on the table. "I'm going to kill that bastard in
Author's POV. Elise left the police station and made her way to Mercedes' house. Although she could have gone to meet Adaline and Jones, she felt a need to speak with someone less familiar.Mercedes had been a bit trustworthy in the past, and Elise wanted someone who wouldn't judge her decisions because of the relationship they shared. Standing in front of the gates, Elise rang the bell and waited. After a few moments, the gates automatically opened to her.As Elise walked up the path to the mansion and almost reached it, the mansion's door swung open.Mercedes' brimming smile was revealed as she stepped out of the mansion to behold the one she once loved.Mercedes had found a way to kill those feelings she had. Although it took her some time to do that, she eventually succeeded."Elise," Mercedes called, walking briskly towards her.Elise stood and waited for the latter to get to her. As Mercedes reached her front, she cupped her face."What brings you here?" Mercedes asked, curiou
Author's POV.Elise's tears ran down her face like a flood. The pain she felt in her heart was immense. She never imagined that the man she loved would do that to her sister.Damien raped Emerald, who was a minor. Then acted like a savior towards Elise, taking advantage of her naivety."How could he have done that to a little girl? What sort of person is he?" Elise asked herself, slowly dropping to her knees. She trusted him so much and even challenged her parents because of him. She couldn't believe that he betrayed her trust in such a horrible way. "Fuck!!!" Elise cussed, gripping her hair in anger. She hated the fact that she wasn't there to protect her little sister. She felt disgusted about crushing on Damien, loving him and even getting pregnant twice for him. It pained her to the core that she didn't know the sort of monster he was."We told you, right?" Elise heard her mother's voice and her heart shattered."We didn't have any evidence then to prove that he raped her. Alth
Author's POV."What!" Elise exclaimed and sprang up from where she sat. She walked up to where Damien stood and stepped in front of him.The cop had to take a step back because Elise looked so fierce. "What rape are you talking about?" Elise questioned in a tone mixed with confusion and annoyance. "I don't understand you,"She suddenly shifted her gaze from the cop to the people beside him, and her eyes widened a bit. "Mother, father," She gasped at the sight of them, then regretted calling them by those names.She promised not to do that after they mocked her over her downfall during the disappearance of Natalie. "What are both of you doing here with a cop?" Elise asked, doubtful about what the cop said."This bastard was the one who raped your sister to death," Her father confirmed, shocking her."Emerald was raped," Her hands flew to her mouth in surprise.Her parents never stated any details about her sister's death. She always wondered how her younger sister lost her life."Ye
Author's POV.Damien walked to the door and barged into the restroom. He met Elise throwing up into the toilet and he grew more concerned.He moved closer to her and patted her back a little."Easy, take it easy," He whispered, rubbing her back.Elise sighed and raised her head. She walked to the sink and turned on the water. She rinsed her mouth, then washed her face."Are you okay?" Damien asked softly. "Did you eat something you were allergic to?"Elise shook her head and lifted her head. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and squinted a bit.She wondered why she had been feeling nauseous, then realized that she had been experiencing other symptoms as well. She had been feeling sleepy, having mood swings, and experiencing nausea.Those were all pregnancy symptoms and to top it all, she hadn't seen her menstrual period either."My menstrual period," Elise gasped and faced Damien."What's wrong with it?" Damien inquired, his face creased in confusion. "Have you seen it?"Dami
Author's POV.It had been two days since Elise and Damien had their fun. While Elise had resumed her modeling jobs, Damien had been working and planning toward the destruction of Roman.Damien wasn't going to wait for Roman to strike again. He was going to strike first and hard. He had been executing a few schemes and meeting an old enemy of Roman was one of them."Good day sir," Damien smiled as he walked into the old-fashioned office.The office had archaic designs. It lacked the beauty of the modern world, but it had this special and unique feeling of the old period attached to it.Damien loved the statue that he beheld and he liked the painting on the wall. The painting drew his attention more than the man he had come to see.The painting was that of a woman. One side of the woman had fair skin and a touch of rosiness on her cheeks, while the other side had scars, bruises, and tears running down her darkened eyes.The painting was so realistic."Do you want it?" The old man behind