Chapter Three

“We are here,” the woman said pointing her hand outside the place as the car came to a stop.

I let the grit of my eyes roam throughout the car trying to figure out where exactly we were, everything felt so confusing.

She has the most amusing face I have ever seen, looking so radiant as those faces scrunch up in the most perfect smile.

“I knew you were going to come home with our darling” she rubbed her hands on my shoulder in the most tender way possible.

Things are still blurry, the last time someone showed me any bit of affection was my mom before she passed on, and right now, I don’t exactly know how to feel.

The car opened up, and she climbed down before me, holding her hands out for me to do the same.

taking a step I stepped down from the car and my mouth dropped open at the sight of the house.

Nah this was a mansion. Sited in the middle of a big blend of a golden castle that steals the spotlight of the place.

It has a gigantic structure that steals the place making the golden building shine so bright even though it's a daylight.

“Wow this place is spectacular” I gasped out in shock as my eyes are all over the place.

“Don't be silly honey you've lived here throughout your life” the woman said with jest as she held my hands, and we made our way inside the house.

My head is probably hurting from so much looking at the beauty of the place, but I don't let my eyes not shine off them though.

Someone rushed out of the building and then bowed looking at the woman beside her, she looked troubled.

“What is it Rachel,” the woman said to her.

“We have a big problem mam, he is here,” she said.

I could feel her hold on my hand becoming tighter as she held me looking at her face.

She heaved what seems to be the biggest sigh I have ever heard from her and then turned my way.

“I guess we could not spend one day without confronting that” she smiled at me and the hold lessened before taking a walk inside, and I followed behind.

We walked into the living room and I gasped just as I had done seeing the place for the first time, there was something about the place, something that screams of power and wealth.

As I admire the place I felt her hand leave mine before taking a step forward.

I cannot believe my luck right now, this is the type of house I see and always desired to be inside one day but here we are right now.

My eyes caught something and I stop dead at my track my eyes fiddling with what I have just caught on.

A man, quite so tall, maybe 6'4 standing in the middle of the room with his hand perched into his pocket. 

His back is turned, so I cannot make out his face, but his shoulder is broad and in the black suit he wears he stands quite tall in the middle of the room.

Among all the expensive furnishings here he seemed like the most expensive and even though I don't know him or even seen his face I felt my eyes dragging towards the back of his.

“Good to have you join us, Damien,” My supposed mother said, and I felt the nut in my stomach tighten so hard as he turned around.

I stumbled on my foot, almost losing my balance when I felt a strong hand grip my waist tight bringing me back to standing.

“Careful wife,” his deep voice said over to my face and I felt them brightening, feeling hot and sturdy.

He steadied me, the strength of his arm which he uses to hold on to my waist making me flush so hard.

Making sure I was standing firm he took a step back, and I cleared my throat looking up and seeing his face for the first time.

I gasp realizing according to the little tale I was told in the hospital that this was my husband.

“Glad that brain of yours still works,” he said in a light mood realizing that I have known something, “I thought they said you lost it completely” He grinned at me.

For the first time I am looking at his face, the fairness of his skin, the blue shade of his eyes, and the dark masses of hair that surrounds his head.

From where I am standing you know his height has nothing on me as he towers over me completely.

He has a deep faded cut that runs across his face from his chin coupled with the firmness of his nose the man looks so handsome.

I took another step as I felt the beat of my heart, slow it sounds as it looks on that face, and he grinned at me back.

“What are you doing here Damien,” the mother asked him done with whatever that was going on.

She came to my side and held me to herself as she faced him.

“What do you mean what I'm I here for Claudia, I am here for my wife” he looked at me as he said so, and my heart missed a skip.

“You must be crazy if you think I will release my daughter to you after how you and your family treated her” she held on to me firmly.

“Oh stop being stupid, she is my wife and since the first day she signed that document she has had no business with you” the smile on his face disappears as his eyes held hers “and besides, you don't expect me to take care of the kids” he straightened.

“Kids, what kids” I found my voice as I asked.

“Stop being ridiculous wife, our kids obviously” He grinned at me.

I felt the lightness of my head come and hold it, what is he talking about??

“Oh, she has no idea? “ He chuckled “she must have lost it” 

He turned to my mother “I want her back to my house before I get back from work or else” without another word or a glance my way he turned around and walked out.

His presence is domineering so as his absence as our eyes follows the trail of his back until he disappeared.

“I'm not going anywhere with that man” I blurted out images of Kenny flashing through my mind.

That man looks scary, handsome scary and I don't know what this feeling gauging me not to go means.

“I know my dear, but we have no choice” she squeezed my hand tightly leading me to a chair.

I turn my eyes back to look at the door he had disappeared from, and I shook my head.

No way in hell I want to be anywhere close to that man, not now and not ever.