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It's been three days since the night he came drunk and collapsed over me. The next morning, he was in haste and left somewhere. He hasn't returned since then. He dared me to try something against his wishes and see the consequences, but that didn't stop me from searching for ways to escape. I was so desperate that I even went to the terrace but came back after being sure that I would end up dead if I tried something foolish. I also tried searching for my phone, but it was nowhere to be found. His cupboards and closets are locked with special locks that need his fingerprint to open. I thought about asking Aunt Greta if I could use her phone to make a call, but I was worried that Damien might find out and cause trouble for her. I don't want to make things difficult for her because of my problems."Ahh" I gasped as my thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a sharp sting as I accidentally cut my finger while chopping the salads for lunch. "What happened?" Aunt Greta came running to me.
"How do you know me?"I was completely puzzled by her words because I was sure I hadn't seen her before, but looking at her this close, I was sure that she was Damien's sister because they had many features in common, especially those bright green eyes that were covered with thick lashes."How can I not when you were in the mind of my brother all the time?" she responded to me. A small, genuine smile played on her lips."Huh?" Confusion gripped me.Her brother? Why did he used to think about me? I am sure he must be thinking about ways to hurt me."Sit," she said, patting the corner of the bed for me to sit.I hesitated for a moment, contemplating the offer, before I gave in and settled where she asked me to. Her hand reached out to a drawer, and she retrieved cream from it."I and Damien are twins," she revealed, her eyes sparkling, showing how much she loves her brother.The thing that surprised me was that Damien had a twin, and I was completely aware of that, especially when he vis
Pacing back and forth in the room, I was internally praying to God to save me from his wrath today and whatever he brought for me.His return has brought a storm into my life, and I am sure it will consume me this time.I know he has returned home after 3 days, so he is going to spend some time with his sister, and I am using this time to prepare myself to face that devil who has already ruined my life and is now determined to make me beg for death.I know that I haven't done anything wrong. I just went to give food to his sister in the absence of Aunt Greta, and there wasn't anything wrong with indulging in conversation with her. It is my right to know the whole truth.Back when I was trying to find out what really happened to my brother, I couldn't find any proof. He was too smart, covering his tracks well. But now, that I'm here and know that he's the one who killed my brother, I should know everything. It is my right as a sister.Even though Daisy herself has confirmed that my brot
I was so lost in my thoughts of irritating him that I didn't hear what he ordered me. He left only to come back because I didn't leave my place. I thought that he asked me to stay in my room, not to create any mess with his important client. "Didn't you hear what I said? Go and prepare lunch for my guest." He barked like the dog he is!"Me?" My fingers swung around to point at myself."Greta is not home. Do you expect me to cook for him?" He asked me back, still irritated. "I don't think there is anything wrong with it," I shrugged and folded my arms to my chest. The defiance was deliberate; I was eager to test the limits of his patience.The guest is his, so he can prepare lunch for them. Isn't it?"You..." He moved toward me as if he were about to murder me. His palms were ready to wrap around my throat to squeeze the life out of me when, on time, I took a step back and raised my hand in surrender. I realized he was already irritated for some reason, and if I teased him any furth
After giving me that desired pain and imprinting his words in my head, he left my hand, threw the ice cube away, and walked out of the kitchen, murmuring something to himself about which I am not sure what it was. I strained my ears, trying to catch his words, but all I could understand was that he seemed to be angry with himself, abusing himself for something, maybe for helping me.I was sure that if I got any late, he would punish me even more, so I decided to concentrate on the cooking.I chopped, stirred, and cooked, trying my best not to mess up. Damien came into the kitchen once to check on me, dressed neatly and looking serious, ready for his meeting. He was clearly giving a lot of importance to this 'guest' who was coming over. I didn't want to upset him by making any mistakes, so I continued working diligently.Finally, after about forty-five minutes, I had everything ready. The dishes were hot and smelled delicious. All it needed was to be served when the guest arrived. I was
With a look of determination in his eyes to kill me, he stomped towards me once the man was out of my sight. His determined stride and the intense look in his eyes were like a storm approaching, and I was trapped in its path. I couldn't help but feel like prey cornered by a predator, and my heart raced as fear gripped me tightly.Earlier, I thought I needed to get away from that man only but I forgot that I am a man who is more cruel and creepier than him. Every step that he took toward me sent a shiver down my spine. My heart thumped louder in my chest with every step that reduced the distance between us. I had faced his anger before, but this time it felt different, more menacing. What was terrifying me even more was that I didn't know where I went wrong. I couldn't predict his next move, and all I could get from him was the vibe of danger. Every fiber of my being was screaming at me to hide in a place where he couldn't see me. I had seen the darkness that lurked within him, and
I decided to end this chapter once and for all so that he could not blackmail me over this anymore."Let's do it," I challenged him, asking him to move forward and have what he wanted.My heart pounded fiercely in my chest as I stood there, my gaze locked with his. He was staring back at me without blinking.I was willing to make a painful sacrifice if it meant putting an end to his sadistic games. I know it would be painful for me, and maybe I will lose my soul, but at least this will give him peace, and he will not torture me daily.I waited for him to take any action, to grab the opportunity that I was giving him, but when he didn't move from his place, my fingers slowly reached out to the hem of my t-shirt.My hands were trembling, and my whole body from inside was shaking with fear and a strange kind of power. I was determined, and I was sure that nothing could stop me now.It was not an act of submission, as he wanted, but to regain some control over the situation, which had gone
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I collapsed on the hard, cold floor. I silently prayed for everything to end as soon as possible because now it was crossing my bearing limit.His harsh words had cut through me like a knife, leaving wounds that felt as raw as the ones he had inflicted on my body. The bruises and marks were a painful reminder of his cruelty, but his verbal assault felt like an attack on my very soul.Emotional, physical, and mental pain are now getting too much for me to handle.I never knew that he could hate me so much. Every time, it is like a bitter pill to swallow, realizing that the person I had once looked up to, the one I believed might understand me, was capable of such cruelty.My cries echoed in the room as I cried my heart out. The door of the room was still open, but I didn't move from my place to close it, nor did I think about wearing my clothes back, the pain inside was far more overwhelming.All the clothes that he has provided me are so exposed that I
One year later Third Person's POV Aiden was telling the story of his day to his father while returning home from school. Damien was listening to his story intently when he saw something and abruptly applied the break. "What happened, Daddy?" Aiden asked curiously Damien looked at the flower shop at the side of the street and Aiden understood it. He giggled, his tiny eyes sparkling with excitement, as Damien came out of the car and helped Aiden out. Damien held the finger of his little son, whom he knew was super excited and could hurt himself if not kept an eye on. Aiden jumped in his way as they reached the flower shop. "How may I help you, sir?" the girl selling flowers asked Damien. Damien and Aiden shared a look before both of them said it at the same time. "A bouquet of lavender" The girl's eyes moved at both of them one by one as she chuckled at the bond of father and son. Angel used to think that Aiden was a junior version of Damien but as they started livin
After dance, dinner, and cake cutting, Damien brought me and Aiden to his house.Aiden was half asleep by the time we reached here because he danced like crazy, gaining the attention of everyone. He is surely going to have more pictures than us.Daisy took on the responsibility of keeping him to herself for the night. Looking at the cuteness and innocence of our baby, everyone thinks that he is easy to handle but in reality, the case is just the opposite."Momma," I heard Aiden's voice, which stopped me in my tracks.As I turned around to look at him, I found him rubbing his eyes with one hand while the other one was reaching out for me, his tiny fist opening and closing in rhythm, asking me to take him in my arms.I knew that he would wake up and then he would surely ask for me. At the moment, if I don't take him and put him to sleep, he will cry so badly that it will become impossible for even me to calm him down.Daisy patted his back, trying to put him to sleep again but I knew th
All of us came back to the venue and Damien didn't leave my hand, even for a second.It felt like he was afraid that I would run away from him but now that I have accepted him, I have done that with an open and clean heart. I have decided not to think about that bitter past and to start a new life with him on a happy note.As we entered the venue, we met with the most unexpected guest. Damien looked down at me, asking if I had any clue about them but I was equally clueless. I am sure Philip and Richard must have arranged it.Suddenly, Damien was hugged tightly. It was his mother. She hugged him tightly."I missed you," she mumbled.Damien hugged him back. She pulled away and engulfed me in her arms as well. I felt her warmth and love through that hug.Daisy was standing at a hand distance from us, looking at her brother with small tears in her eyes. Two months ago, I came to know that Damien has cut all the ties with his sister and they haven't met in the last four years.I could see
Philip and Richard stepped towards us as we moved away and stood side by side.Unable to meet my gaze with Richard's, my eyes moved down on their own.For the first time, I couldn't understand what's going on in Philip's head from his body language. I know he would not be happy with this decision of mine.Damien was still having eye contact with them, ready to face whatever they had to say, while my eyes were still low. My heart was beating fast in my chest and my body was frozen in the arms of Damien.I was stuck in the situation of choosing my family's will over my love, and this time I decided to go with my heart, because if I had gone with the first, it would have ruined three lives.Suddenly, Damien moved his arm away from my waist. My eyes snapped up in surprise as I thought that Philip must have pulled Damien away but I was completely surprised when both of them hugged.What? Philip is hugging Damien. From what I felt, it was Damien who hugged him first because his hands were
"Damien," I called out while turning around but there was no response.How could he disappear in a blink of an eye?Was it just a dream?No! The familiar sensation on my forehead, at the place where he kissed me, was still there. I am sure he was here."Damien!" I called out again.When no response came and I was sure that he was not in the room, I ran to the window and looked down to find a man walking towards the exit with his head hanging low.It was Damien"DAMIEN!" I called out with all the energy inside me.He turned around. His eyes were brimming with tears, and his lips curled into a small smile. He waved his hand to me and walked away."Damien!" I again called out my hand, reaching out for him but he was gone.I blinked and focused but he was already out of my sight. I turned around and ran to the door. At the same time, Philip came inside."Angel," his eyebrows drew in confusion as he looked down at me. "What happened?" "Damien," I cried "What happened?" His eyebrows drew
As I entered the house, I found it dark and silent.Where is everyone?Aiden was waiting for me at home. I bought him chocolates as well. Where is he? Where is Mom?I flinched at my place and my soul almost left my body when a party popper burst near my ear. Suddenly, the room was filled with lights and when I moved around my eyes, I found all my family members surrounding me. They were waiting for me to give me a surprise but I am not sure what it is because there is still time for my birthday."Congratulations!!!!" Mia came to me excitedly and hugged me tightly.My hands hesitantly wrapped around him. But why is she congratulating me?"Congratulations, Angel," Mumma and Philip squealed at the same time."Congchachulason, momma," Aiden said in his baby voice.My squinted eyebrows and confused eyes moved at each one of them. I know I was expected to say thank you but I was utterly confused."We are so happy that you said yes for the wedding," Mia said.Ohh! Now it settled in. But how
Richard was completely shocked to know about my past. He was left speechless when I told him everything about my first meeting with Damien, Philip's fake death rumor, my auction, Damien's treatment, the truth and me leaving him at the end. He just listened to me intently without questioning anything but he was all ears to me. I felt relieved to tell him all this because it was like a burden on my heart especially when he was thinking about his life with me. Along with a mentor, he is my good friend as well and I could share things with him without the fear of getting judged. "Since then I have shut the doors to my heart, not allowing anyone to make its way inside." A long silence followed my words. He seems lost in my story, his mind replaying things I said. "Do you still love Damien?" He asked finally breaking his silence. He was silent while I was telling him the whole story of my life but his one question was enough to make me go silent. Drawing a deep breath, I gulped down.
As I stepped out of the car my phone started ringing. When I took it out of the clutch, I found that the call was from mother. I am sure Aiden must be calling me. Today is Sunday, and I had some work, Aiden wanted to come along with me but I brought him with me because I needed to talk to Richard. This is why I am here! I have called him in a cafe to have a conversation and I know no matter how much Aiden is involved with his own things, he keeps an eye and ear on me. He always hears what his mommy has to say whether it is meant for him or not and he understands it or not. And then I have plenty of questions waiting for me before going to bed. "Hello" "Hello momma" came his chirpy voice from the other side of the call "Aiden misses you" I am sure he is pouting. "Come back soon" As during the weekdays, I stay busy with courts and cases, he gets only one day with me and he doesn't want to stay even a second away that day. I am sure he must be cutting the time by looking at the c
It's been two weeks since that incident and I am still not over it. I still have the guilt that, because of me, my baby suffered. Aiden has now fully recovered, and he has also started going to school. The doctor asked me not to give him too much stress so I applied for one week of medical leave for him. He was happy about missing school and enjoyed the leaves as if they were holidays.Today I took a day off because I wasn't feeling well. I wanted to pick up Aiden today but Philip wouldn't let me go. He asked me to take a rest, and this is why I took the leave.I was going through my phone while waiting for my baby when the door opened. As usual, I expected him to barge inside the home and shout, telling each and every corner of the house that he had returned from school but instead, he came inside silent with his lips tightly pressed together. His eyes were low and the energy in him was missing.My eyebrows drew in confusion as my eyes flicked up at Philip, asking what was wrong with