Elise's POV. I looked back to see who was at the door. "Jones." I gasped and darted my gaze at Adaline who had a frown on her face. "How can you refer to me as 'a man' like you don't know my name!" Jones scolded her and glared. They both glared at each other like they had argued before or they probably did and I failed to notice. "What's wrong with the both of you?" I asked, curiously staring at them. "Did you quarrel?" "No." Jones shook his head. "That's a lie. We argued because he did something mean to me." Adaline raised her voice while pointing accusingly at him. I had never heard Adaline yell before. He must have upset her. "What did he do to you? Did he court you and go after another woman?" My assumption wasn't out of place because Jones wasn't a young man anymore. Jones was in his late thirties when I met him and now, he's almost forty forty-four. I wanted to call him my uncle when we first met but he claimed he was too young for that. He might be a few years younge
Damien's POV. This was my third day of getting disappointed. I was so excited when my private investigator told me that he knew the location of Elise. I haven't been that happy in a long time. I was so excited to see her face, even though it stayed behind that mask, I wouldn't mind. I just wanted to get a closer look at those blue eyes. I wanted to drown my entity in them, I desired to feel her lips again. They still look small and cute, I wanted to caress her bottom lip with my thumb but before all that I needed to apologize. I desired to make up for the hurt I caused her and confess my unending love to her. But unfortunately, all my wishes and desires were crumbled that same day. My private investigator called me back and told me that he made a mistake. He apologized profusely after telling me that he went to confirm it and it was unfortunately the wrong house. I felt my hope being shattered but then, he promised to get back to me with something positive. I tried to put my
Damien's POV. I stared in horror as I realized that my car was about to collide with the truck. I knew the impact could be fatal, and the thought of never seeing Elise again terrified me. Should I just give up and remove my hands from the steering wheel while bracing myself for death?No! I wasn't a man to chicken out even in the face of death. I couldn't let anything separate me from Elise, never again! There was a chance to survive, so I grabbed it without thinking twice. I turned my steering wheel and the car swayed to the right.I avoided the collision with the truck but I still couldn't control my car. The car began spinning and spinning out of control, fortunately for me, other cars weren't too close. I thought that I had escaped danger but unfortunately, as I turned the steering wheel to redirect the car, I ended up running into the median. My car slammed against the concrete barrier with full force, causing my car to come to a halt. But just as my car was wrecked, so was
Damien's POV. I stared at her with a smile brimming on my lips. "Aren't you Mr Sinclair? The one who got involved in an accident this afternoon?" She asked, her voice was notably different. I understood that five years had passed but the change in her voice was too vast. I checked Elise on Instagram and other social media platforms. Her voice had changed a little in a few videos that I found of her but presently, she sounded like a completely different person. "Why are you calling me, Mr Sinclair? Princess, don't do this to me." I muttered, still holding on to her. I looked into her eyes and weirdly they weren't as blue as Elise's eyes. They looked more like contacts. "You're more handsome in real life than in pictures and those interviews," She smiled at me and her lips grew wider."You aren't…" "No, I'm not the faceless model. I'm just a double. She had a runway in the afternoon and couldn't come for the photoshoot." the model smiled, taking her hands to her mask. She remov
Damien's POV. 'Dad, what did you just say?' I gasped in shock. I couldn't believe that my father would think of stripping me of everything that I had worked for. I worked so hard to build up that company after he left it in scrambles. 'You heard me right, son. I'm not getting any younger and I need a grandchild. An heir who will continue our family name but it doesn't look like you're ready to fulfill that. And anyway, I want a child that would call me grandpa before I pass away,' My dad replied and faked a cough. That was the height of manipulation from him. 'Dad, your medical reports say that you're alright. The doctor hasn't informed me of any ailment. So, stop this! You're not dying anytime soon!' I shunned and hung up on him. I checked the internet again and couldn't stop more anger from building up in me. How could Father make such an announcement to the whole world? If people saw it, they would think that the news was true. "Fuck!" I cussed. I dropped my phone and ran
Elise's POV. Last night was one of the most unpleasant nights of my life. I hated it. I was stupidly worried about Damien. When I heard of his accident on the television, I didn't want to feel anything but I felt sorry for him and deep down, I didn't want anything bad to happen to him. I kept checking the news like an idiot. That day, it felt like I was the old Elise and I detested that feeling but I could do nothing about it. I continued worrying that day and became surprised when the photographer for that photoshoot called me, telling me that Damien had come in a hospital gown searching for him. Somehow, I felt a little part of my heart skip a beat. I told myself that I wouldn't care but for him to go there in such a state, just to look for me; meant that he might have changed. Stupidly, I made these conclusions and once again, I was fooled by him. It was not until I saw the news of his engagement to Nicola that I realized how foolish I was and how shameless Damien was.How dar
Elise's POV. I panicked because I had to give her a little taste of victory or should I say shame! She thought that I would be so stupid to just come close to a bunch of curious fans without being prepared. Such a dumb bitch! I asked Rachel to do some of those amazing makeup skills on me and by the time she was done, my face was properly concealed before I could put on a mask. So, when this psychopath pulled off my mask, there was a different face. "I got you!" She yelled, pointing at my face with a smile on her lips like she had made a great achievement. But as she stared at me properly, her smile slowly vanished and her fingers came down. "The faceless model's face has been revealed!" one of the fans yelled and almost all of them brought out their phone to video me and take pictures. "She's so cute!" another one commented. The lights flashed on my face and I stared at Nicola who removed her nose mask like it was preventing her from seeing properly."This can't be happening!
Elise's POV. I arrived at home with Jones and we had been laughing all the way. It was so funny, watching Nicola break down like that. I thought she deserved pity but I was wrong. There was no difference between her and Damien. They fit each other. "Miss Annabel, is that you?" Adaline asked as he clambered down the stairs.She had seen how I looked, so it must have been surprising for her to see me with another face. "It's just make-up," I replied and saw how she heaved a sigh of relief. "Did you think I was an alien or something like that?" I laughed. Adaline shook her head and chuckled; "No, I was simply flabbergasted.""Welcome back," She smiled at me. "Thank you," I smiled back, walking towards the kitchen. "Ma'am, if there's anything you need then I can get it for you," She said, being as helpful as she had always been. "No need," I muttered and left before she could make any objections. As I got to the kitchen, I placed my bag on the counter and opened the fridge. I bro
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