"I don't think I will be able to go to the office today," he declared.It was a small cut on his sole, yet he was making such a fuss about it. What's the use of such an athletic body if he can't bear small cuts and wounds?"By the time I change my clothes, go and prepare breakfast for me," he orderedYeah!At least it would give me some privacy from his constant gaze and I would be able to breathe properly. "Wait!" He said as I turned around, "Give me a t-shirt before leaving and once the breakfast is ready, come back to take me out.""I will bring the food here," I told him."Just do as I am saying," he said rudely. "Now hand me the t-shirt."I made faces as I turned around to grab one t-shirt."Don't make faces. I can see you," he said from behind.Suppressing a sigh of frustration, I went to his closet and picked up a random t-shirt. As much as I wanted to throw the t-shirt on his face just the way he did on my first day, I controlled myself and handed him the t-shirt gently befor
As he said, he actually made me dance on his finger for the whole day. One time he was asking for a book, and the other time he was asking me to sit beside him as he worked on his laptop. I found myself constantly dancing to his tune. By the evening, I became completely exhausted because usually I take a rest in the afternoon when he goes to work but today, as he was in my head all the time, I couldn't even rest. He was in the room all the time and I felt uncomfortable because of that. And now I am here, giving him a bath as per his request. He sat luxuriously in the bathtub, water gently lapping at his skin, his posture relaxed as if he were the king and owned the world. His arms were spread wide, and a self-assured smile was playing on his lips, making him look every bit like a king in his domain while I was cleaning his shoulders as if I were his maid. Personal maid, to be more specific.I felt helplessness tugging at my heart. This wasn't how I imagined my life when I first met
"Philip!"I had to blink multiple times to make sure that I was actually seeing my brother after 4 months.Everything and every piece of evidence makes me believe that he is no more but deep down, a tiny spark of belief flickered—maybe, just maybe, he was still alive. My mother also thought that he was with us and that he was in very deep trouble, which I could clearly see in his situation.He has become so thin that there is only skin and bone in him. It seems like he is barely had any meals in weeks. I can't even recognize that he is the same man who used to have such a beastly body that he made by spending hours in the gym. His beard was wild and thick, almost masking his face, and his eyes... his eyes were empty like all the life had been sucked out of them.Every inch of him seemed to radiate helplessness, and the desperation in his eyes was heartbreaking. It was as if he was begging for something, anything – maybe even death – but the cruel figures around him showed no mercy.My
"We will do it together, Tereso."The words made my blood cold and I was paralyzed in his arms. My eyes widened and my breath hitched in my throat. My heart was pounding so loudly in my chest that I was surprised it hadn't come out.He couldn't do anything as such.He couldn't!Can't he see the truth in the eyes of my brother? How could he become so blind to the love of his sister that he can't see the truth?What kind of best friend was he?"Now what are you waiting for?" He barked at his men "Give me the gun!"No!His words broke the chain of my thoughts and filled my body with newly found energy.The first thing that came to mind after listening to Damien's words was to save my brother anyway. I was sure that today I would not get my brother's life for free.When his man came to give him the gun, I thrashed forward to go to Philip but my attempt was short-lived as Damien's grip tightened around me, yanking me back to his chest.His arm encircled my waist, holding me in a vice-like
My body froze to my place, my heart leaped a beat and I forgot to breathe when he pulled the trigger and the sound of the gun boomed all around. It seems like the world stopped for me. With the pull of the trigger, his hold on me loosened a bit, which allowed me to cover my ears as I didn't have enough courage to hear the painful cry of my brother. After a few seconds, when my senses once again started working, I focused on my surroundings, and the painful cry that I was expecting didn't come. My eyes opened slowly, moving down the body of my brother and I found that he hadn't been hurt. There was no blood on him; he was blinking and breathing. He is alive! "Ohh! You are really bad at targeting, Angel." Damien clicked his tongue. "You are a lawyer so professionally, it is your duty to provide justice. Isn't it?" He breathed in my ear, which sent chills to my bones "Then how could your hands shake in doing the same?" I was practically shaking. My brother pleaded with his eyes to
This time he didn't need to push me inside the car, as I myself settled inside when he opened the door.The journey home was silent as I kept looking outside the window, my brother's condition traumatizing me, especially when I knew he was not guilty.I thought he would not let me sit silently but he gave me space, at least by the time we reached home.When the car stopped in front of his house I stepped down and went straight to the room because I knew there was no escaping."I am giving you ten minutes. Go and wash your face and use this time to prepare yourself for what is coming next. I don't want to have you in this condition and feel like I am raping you!" he stated before disappearing from the room.But I knew that he would be back exactly after ten minutes.He is not going to leave me today. Alone in the bathroom, I splashed water on my face, looking at my reflection in the mirror. The person staring back at me seemed foreign as if the incident had transformed me into someone u
"It was me who hit him," he confessed. My eyes widened at the revelation, and there was not even one percent of regret in his voice while telling me about his crime. "Wh - why?" I stuttered"Because I overheard him talking with his friends about you, that he liked you and was going to propose to you," his voice tightened with tension, and his jaw tightened. "I wanted to throttle him right then and there, but then I pictured your face, and my anger subsided a bit. So I decided to strike the part of him where thoughts of you resided."My breath hitched in my throat and a loud gasp escaped my throat. Shock overtook me as I realized the depth of his possessiveness and the lengths he was willing to go to in order to exert his control over me, not just today but in the past as well. He was doing psychotic things in the past without my even knowing about them, and now that I am with him, under his control, at his mercy, I am not sure to what length he will go. I won't be surprised if some
"That's like a good girl," he chuckled softly, his lips finding their way to my forehead and his thumb wiping away a stray tear that had escaped my eye without my knowing."No more tears or crying until I am inside you," he whispered into my ear with a soft chuckle, his words sending a shiver down my spine and causing goosebumps to rise on my skin as the meaning of his words sank in.His lips then left a deep kiss on the back of my ear before licking and blowing over there. A zap of an electric wave passed through me and I moaned as I relaxed my body and let it happen, going with the way my body was reacting to his touches.He did it once again when he realized that my body had given in and had started reacting to his touches. His touch was electrifying, sending waves of sensation through me that I couldn't control.He then left a trail of wet kisses on my neck, reaching to my shoulder. His finger hooked in the strap of my bra, with which he pulled it down and left a deep, heated kiss
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