Mother? My eyes moved between Damien and Daisy, who were looking ghosted, as they saw the feminine figure standing at the door but their reasons for getting aghasted were different.Anyone would react the same if a person whom everyone believes is dead from the last eighteen years came in front of their eyes all of a sudden.The lady slowly walked inside and as the light of the hall fell over her face, I could see her clearly.Her clothes were tattered, hanging loosely on her frail and emaciated frame. Her body looked fragile and skinny, as if she had gone through extreme hardship. Deep wrinkles etched her face, making her appear older than their father. It was evident that she had endured unimaginable trials and tribulations, leaving her in a pitiable and worn-out state.A heavy silence hung in the air as all of us looked at her. She stopped a few steps away from us and the tears glistening in her eyes revealed the depth of her emotion as she gazed at her son."Damien," she finally
My breath caught in my throat when I thought that she was going to take my name. I don't want her to reveal that I reached her because I am not sure what and how he is going to react to the fact that, at his back, I escaped again. I am sure he would not like that fact and this will also not let Daisy accept her deeds.I let out a shuddering breath when her eyes flicked to Daisy."Daisy told me," she answered, dropping a bombshell that left Damien stunned.His body language was telling that the last name that he was supposing to be involved in was that of Daisy. He always thought of her as an innocent doll.Philip looked at me but I kept my lips sealed, neither uttering anything nor giving any reaction. Philip is unaware of all this as much as I am.When Damien was away with his father for two weeks, I took it as an opportunity to look after the truth.By the way, Daisy reacted and pleaded with me not to tell anything to Damien. For the first time, I could see the truth in her eyes. He
"One day, I got a call from Father when you were not at home," she began, her voice shaky."He asked me to meet him, and I got excited because he was never good to me. You know that he always wanted a baby boy and never loved me because I was a girl and couldn't take his business forward. After Mother, only you were with me. Whenever he came home, he only asked for you, never for me. So, that call made me so happy that I went to meet him, forgetting the fact that he is very selfish and takes every step after calculation. I didn't know that I was becoming a pawn in his game."She hiccuped, struggling to maintain her composure."I went to meet him, and he hugged me," she continued, her voice quivering. "For the first time in my life, he asked me how I was. I was happy to hear those words from his mouth, but my happiness died the next moment when he told me about his motive for calling me there."She paused and her eyes flicked to Philip for a second before continuing."He wanted you to t
Daisy started crying as tears after tears dribbled down her eyes as she told everyone that she suffered due to her father. Aunt Greta ran and brought a glass of water for her, which she sipped quietly. I could see pain and concern in Aunt Greta's eyes as well. She has always considered Daisy and Damien her children."Your father told me everything before he brought Daisy to meet me and when he blackmailed her in the name of taking my life, I asked her not to do anything because my life was already a hell and all I wanted was to die." Their mother spoke as Daisy was getting his breath back while sipping on the water."I didn't want you to take up the responsibility of the gang and I was relieved to know that you are acting like a human and not a devil, which your father wanted to make you." Now all the attention was on their mother as she narrated,"The motive of my life was fulfilled. I also met Daisy and after that, all I wanted was to die because I didn't want to create havoc in th
Damien slowly walked to us, and we stayed at our place.His eyes were on us while we were staring back at him, contemplating what he was going to do next.He has made both of us suffer without any reason, and I am sure now he has nothing to say about it.All he could do is ask forgiveness, but is it going to fix anything?He came to a halt just a hand's distance from Philip, who steadfastly avoided making eye contact. His gaze remained fixed on the front wall, and I could sense that he was struggling to control his emotions, restraining himself from beating shit out of Damien because then there would be no difference between him and Damien.Damien continued to watch Philip, waiting for any sign of acknowledgment, but Philip remained unmoved, his eyes like unyielding stones, firmly fixed in place."Philip." Damien's voice carried a soft, almost pleading tone, but there was no response from Philip.Damien gasped audibly, probably controlling his emotions that were taking their toll on hi
"Please forgive me Angel, please" he was crying at my feet, literally begged me to forgive him. With Philip having left the decision entirely in my hands, I found myself torn between two painful choices. My heart was in turmoil, and I knew that either path I chose would be filled with difficulty. As I gazed at Damien, a torrent of memories flooded my mind. Everything that he has done to me replayed, the auction, that dreadful first night, the threats to my dignity, the blackmail involving my parents, the nightmarish experience in the dungeon, my humiliation, the terrifying ordeal of witnessing my brother nearly killed before my eyes, torturing Josh for talking to him, the night where he show me hell and didn't stop even when I lost consciousness, the torment he put my brother through, everything replayed in my head and I realized that a mere apology could never undo the immense pain and suffering he had caused.He had the power to save me from that auction but chose to subject me to
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~ Four years later ~ Angelica's POV"Ms. Smith, your son, Aiden Smith, has once again put on a fight," the principal admonished me with stern words and a disapproving tone.My eyes were drawn to my three-year-old son, Aiden, who was sitting beside me with his head hung low, unable to meet his gaze with mine. In my school days, I have never been to the principal office and here my three-year-old has brought me here for the third time in just three months.I am working day and night to give him a good future and here he is fighting with kids his age."You are well aware that this is the third time I have had to call you here, and it's only been three months since his admission," the principal continued, her frustration evident.She turned her stern gaze back to Aiden, who was still looking down, absently moving his tiny legs back and forth. I am sure that at this point he is trying to control himself."This is your final warning," she said, her gaze remaining on my son. "If this happens
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