Elise's POV. As his tongue entered into my mouth, he began rolling it inside. I tried using my tongue to battle him out but I ended up succumbing to his tasty and warm mouth. I took my hands to my chest, desiring to push him away but as my tongue tasted his mouth as well, I was fascinated. It wasn't the first time kissing him but his tongue hadn't lost the candy taste that it had five years ago. The kiss was so good and intoxicating. How he twirled his tongue into my mouth was quite different. Though I hadn't kissed anyone since I separated from him, I knew that he was one of the best kissers ever. Relishing the kiss that was happening and slowly kissing him back, I suddenly realized what I was doing. I became instantly disappointed in myself for falling for his seduction so easily. He must be mocking me in his heart; saying how cheap I am. I wasted no time in kissing him after telling him to get lost. He must see me as an easy woman now or that young woman whom he ruined. I had
Damien's POV. I was stunned by everything that was playing on the screen. Files and documents of illegal transactions were being shown but I knew nothing about them. I might be shrewd or have a special way of taking care of things but I had never done anything this terrible. Most of my money was from the company and other businesses that I was a partner in. Everything playing on that screen was false but people around me were staring at me with disgust in their eyes. As the video went further to show a brothel that was owned by me, my jaw dropped. I didn't even own a bar. I had never been interested in that sort of business because they always had scandals attached to them. The women around me started saying despicable things. "Do you traffic women there?" one of them asked, her voice laced with irritation. "Do you force women into prostitution?" "Aren't you rich enough? Why would you try destroying other people's lives for more profit, huh?" another asked. They kept bombardin
I wasn't sure if Elise was involved in what happened but it wouldn't be right to stain our hands with blood. If anything happened then it would only confirm the allegations that were leveled against me. "No Dad, we shouldn't resort to violence or murder." I opposed, shaking my head at him. "An investigation can be carried out with probably a few threats and that should be all," "Why is that?" My dad asked, squinting at me. "Aren't you curious to know who did that to you? Because it was well thought out and the consequences were well estimated. Don't you want to know the person who could be so tactical as to damage your reputation to such an extent!" Of course, I was determined to discover the person's identity but if it came with terrible consequences then I didn't want to know. "Dad. I understand you but all in saying is that—" "Wait a minute," He interrupted me. "Don't tell me that you already know the person. Who is it? And who are you trying to protect?" He figured it out. B
Elise's POV. "Stay sideways," The photographer instructed. I stayed sideways close to the rock, the wind seemed to be working with us because it blew my hair upwards. "Perfect!" He said and captured my beautiful pose. Without being told what to do next, I stood from where I was and walked closer to the seaside. I turned my back on the sea and gently closed my eyes to feel the wind. I crossed my legs over each other while my hands slowly dug into my hair, resulting in my head going a little backward. "Brilliant," I heard the photographer but a smile didn't appear on my lips. I had to look sensual. "Perfect, one more shot in the bathtub before we take a break." He said. As I opened my eyes and stood up, I walked to the large bathtub which was filled with flower petals. I slowly stepped into it and some of the crew members came to make the settings more perfect. I was the model for a bikini brand and whatever happened to Damien didn't affect me in any way. I was seen as a good p
Elise's POV. "Roman?" I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me because Roman was still in country N when I left, so how was he here? Roman Rays was my friend in Country N. He met me before I became a model, so he had seen my face and he knows that I have a daughter. We were a little close but because of our busy schedules, we met or called each other less. I still couldn't believe that he was here, defending me. "You can't fight!" Roman yelled and punched the manager multiple times in the face. "You know how to take advantage of women but to fight against your fellow man, you lose your goddamn ball, huh?" He pulled the manager by the collar and landed such a heavy punch on his jaw that a handful of blood flew out of his mouth. "Fight back!" Roman kept pounding his fist on his face and at that rate, I knew he was going to kill him. As I watched the fight, my fingers were already in my pussy. I was trying so hard to control myself but I couldn't. With the anger that Roman sh
Elise's POV. "Annabel, I understand that you're furious at him for what he did to you but aren't you going too far?" Jones asked, his eyes widened at me. "Is she?" Roman asked with a smirk on his lips. "Anna, was he the one whom you said ruined your life while being lauded by others? Was it Damien Sinclair?" I sighed and slowly nodded in response. "Fuck! So that imbecile was the guy who—" Roman gasped and shook his head like he was in disbelief. "I saw the news of his involvement in illegal activities, you were the one who exposed him, right?" He had a smile on his lips, waiting for a confirmation from me. "Yes, I hired a spy to…" I tried it off and took my thumbnail to my teeth, chewing it. "The spy exposed all his deeds and I just showed it to the entire world." "Goodness! That was awesome!" Roman laughed and moved closer to me. He tugged my cheeks playfully and muttered; "You're such a genius, you should have done more and ruined his mother fucking life!" "Don't support her
Elise's POV. I swallowed hard, contemplating his words. "Are you willing to accept my term? Or do you have any hesitation—" "No, I don't have any hesitations" I shook my head slowly. "I will do anything you ask of me," I smiled at him. Roman had saved me before and he had been trustworthy. So, I was certain that he wouldn't ask anything insane. "Alright, I'll start my investigation and I promise that you won't regret putting this in my hands," Roman said with a smile on his lips. "Alright," I sighed. He moved away from me and stood straight. "You're beautiful," Roman complimented me. "I forgot to tell you that when I laid my eyes on you" My lips curled into a smile and I lowered my gaze for a second. "I wish you could show everyone your face, they would be more amazed," He added, his burning gaze still on me. "I want that too but I guess that life is unfair and I have to live with it," I replied with a heavy sigh. "Okay, I'll take my leave. I have some business to take car
Elise's POV. "Girlfriend?" I gasped, my eyes widening to the size of golf balls. I was shocked that he would demand something like that but then, I recalled how he teased me the other day. My eyes came back to their normal size and I smiled; "I know this is a joke, so stop it," As I tried looking away, he gave my chin a harder grip and made me face him again. "Annabel, I'm not joking," Roman said with a serious expression on his face. "How can you think that I will joke about something so sensitive and crucial?" I yanked his hand off my chin and said. "How can you ask that of me? We are friends and nothing more," "Why can't there be something more between us? Why do I have to be kept in the friendship zone? Am I not handsome enough," He questioned me with a desperation that I had never seen in his eyes before. "Not getting into a relationship with you has nothing to do with your looks or attitude., " I said, truthfully. "I'm not interested in any relationship. I have been sing
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