Chapter 165: The Devil Works Hard But Dominick Works Harder
DOMINICK'S P.O.V
Anger consumed my heart so well. I see my plans destroying the people I hate the most and the people who did me wrong. I'm going to start off by ripping and shredding in billion pieces this damn Damon. Sitting on my gold made chair as I blew the smoke in the air. Sorry, Keatton. It would be best also to return the favor.
"Suck my dick well, slut," throwing the bitch's face money as she continued giving me pleasure. If this would be counted as cheating, then Keatton would have been the top notcher. The first time in a long time after, Keatton wanted to suck another man's dick except me. What a shame for you, baby. But things will fall apart, and you'll crawl back for me.
Picking up my phone as I'll ask for an update. It took a minute before the person responded.
"Sir,"
"Any updates?" pushing the head of th
CHAPTER 166: Today Was Not A FairytaleDAMON’S P. O. V.Sitting on the balcony having a cup of coffee while reading online articles about what happened in the world. Wearing my suit, tie and coat as I’m ready to take a new day at my office. But I decided to extend an hour late to savor at least a quite few moments with Keatton. He is my fiancé now, and we are rooting for the best things on our way.“You’ll be late at work if you would not go now,” Keatton said as he placed himself sitting on the wooden chair in front of me. the perfect view of green meadows and his face makes me not wanted to go to the company. “I’d rather choose to be late at work staring at the most heavenly divine person in the whole world,” winking at him as I sipped the coffee. Turing of my phone and shoved it in my slocks’ pocket.My baby gushed as he fixe
Chapter 167: The Devil Wears Suit And TieDOMINICK’S P. O. V.“Oh. Look who’s here!” and as I look to where the voice came from, my hands tightened to fist.My teeth gritted as I spoke. “What the fuck are you doing here?” it was the person that is least exciting to look at. Every time I saw his face, it reminds me of how I hate him. this fucktard has always annoyed me since then.“What are you doing here, you fuck?” he reiterates. Dominick stepped out and matched my level. His eyes mockingly observed my overall. “Haven’t you heard the news yet?” he teased.“I got zero time for a petty fight. Excuse your damn self with your fake clothing, or I will eradicate you in the map of the earth,” I threatened. He faked a quiver that caused his doggers to laugh. “Ohh. I’m scared. Please don’t,” he
CHAPTER 168: THE INNOCENCE IS GONEKEATTON’S P. O. V.As I was doing our laundry in the backyard, I heard heavy footsteps coming my way. A deep voice humming eerily crossed my eardrums. It sents goosebump. Immediately, I hid myself at the corner of the washing machine. I ducked.“Smells like victory,” he said. “Who the fuck forget this laundry?” he stepped closer, and that’s when I decided to fake getting something from the ground. “Oh!” he was surprised. “If it ain’t for the living sex toy,” he simpered, eyeing me from head to foot. I let out a nervous laugh as I slowly stood.“You’re not hiding here and eavesdropping on me, aren’t you?” he scrutinizes.“N-No! Why would I?” sweats are escaping from my hands. Melvin leaned closer to me as he locked his eyes on mine. “How can you be
Chapter 169: Just A Little Too LateKEATTON’S P. O. V“Hurry up!!” my voice filled the car. Traffic was blocking our way making directly on the abandoned building at Rozo street. “Damn! Fuck!” I cursed out loud and took a heavy sigh. Raking my fingers through my hair and pulled strands from it.“Is there ain’t no shortcuts?” I asked the driver. His head swayed. “Fuck!” I cursed again. After five minutes, the congested road is slowly moving. Closing my eyes and prayed in silence, hoping that it is never too late for me to stop them.My heart races fast. Tears fell quick on my eyes. I looked desperately at the driver and the bodyguards. “Please, help me stop them. Help me save Damon and Dominick,” I begged.They threw their head back. The guard holding a gun spoke. “Should we kill Mr. Dominick, Mam?”
Chapter 170: Life And DeathKEATTON’S P. O. V.“WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU TWO!!” yelling at the two bodyguards that I brought along. We are here at the hospital right now. I was walking circles outside the operating room.The smell of the hospital is making me sick. My fist clenched, looking at these guys. “WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!!” pointing my fingers at them as my blood boils. “We-We are sorry, Mam—”“Mam, my ass!! YOU ARE ALL INCOMPETENT!!” I don’t care if people will stare at us. They know nothing, so they better stick their nose on how they should be.I heard heavy footsteps running on us. It was Sir Blake with Robert. “Keatton? What happened? Where is Damon?” Blake asked. Shutting my eyes closed as tears swelled from it. “H-He is at the o-operating r-room,” I startled crying.Robert gasp
Chapter 171: Misfortuned TruthBEN’S P. O. VJust by looking at Mr. Karsyn—the father of Lord Damon, the intensity of his angst on Master Dominick is quite sensible. Well, I did not come here to have a beef with anyone else. I am here to spill some teas.Beside me is my bodyguard. I need to protect myself at all costs too. One life to live is not enough for me to fulfill my dreams. In front of me is Damon’s dear to his heart.As I saw Keatton, I saw reasons why Master Dominick has deeply in love with him. I cleared my throat and held the brown envelope. “Before I start,” I paused staring at them as we sat on the bench. “I came here at peace. I don’t want any war to arise after this one—”I was cut off by Mr. Blake. “Well we are at war now,” he said. “Your damn dumb Master started this!”I nod my head as
CHAPTER 172: When Will They Wake Up?KEATTON’S P. O. V.Night came, and we are still outside the operating room waiting for the doctor to come out. I appreciate they are doing their best, but can they please hurry? I’ll lose my sanity if this would take another long hour to wait.“Oh!” we both looked at the man who facepalmed himself. Beside him was Robert. “Didn’t I tell you to fucking get lost before I come back? Get lost now,” he declared.None of us moved. My parents and I looked away from Sir Blake, same with Ben. “The fuck!?” he yelled again. “Are you deaf or plainly dumb!?” the temperament of his voice captivates my interest. I stared at him.“Get lost now, Keatton! Bring your damn fam!” he bellowed. Robert caressed his shoulders and smiled apologetically at me. “I’m sorry, Keatton,” sa
CHAPTER 173: When A Father CriesKEATTON'S P. O. V.A week passed by, and my hopes are still up. Both Dominick and Damon are placed in the same room per my request. As always, Sir Blake contests it, but I still won the argument. I've been sleepless for a week. I don't feel tired at all.I wanted to be awake whenever they open their eyes or their fingers moves. And yet those weeks, there isn't a day that my eyes to be in flood. It is hard seeing them in ventilators with endotracheal intubation. My eyes are alternately looking at Dominick's monitor and Damon's monitor.Please, Lord God. I need a miracle.Please let them live.The door creaked open. It projected the physique of the man I loved. But he was his father. I smiled at him. He did not respond. Blake is enraged by the choices I made. "Good evening, Sir," I greeted. He was voiceless.He sat beside me in the middle. I h