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With tears streaming down my face, my heart clenches in pain. Every breath feels heavy, but I refuse to let despair consume me. "Damien, why do you hold me captive when I mean nothing to you? What secret are you hiding?" The unanswered questions echo in my mind, fueling my determination to confront my father and seek his forgiveness. The storm outside may be terrifying, but I know I have to face it head-on. I whisper to myself, "I am a fighter, and I won't lose myself. It's time to face the truth."I dragged my tired body and unsteady legs out of the room, heading towards the closet. Rifling through my suitcase, I stumbled upon a stunning gown in a striking shade of blue, just the right amount of elegance and the way I wanted it. I quickly shed the clothes I had on and slipped into the alluring blue dress, making my way towards the room's side mirror. With a gentle touch, I concealed the fingerprints and scars around my neckline.Feeling somehow content with my appearance, I graceful
"Aunt..." I stammered, my words barely escaping my trembling lips.When did she come back from California? Her sudden return completely shattered the little hope I had left."You slutty bastard!!" she barked out, her voice filled with anger and disgust, taking a menacing step forward."When did you return?" I smiled, attempting to mask the tense atmosphere that now engulfed the entire house."Don't you dare!!" Her words echoed with a mix of fury and warning, piercing through the air with an intensity that sent chills down my spine.I took a step back, letting her words sink in. As much as it hurt, I realized she was right. I didn't have to pretend like everything was fine between us. I just needed to handle my business and move on."You evil child!" she spat venom in her words. I closed my eyes, holding back the emotions that threatened to spill over. This wasn't the first time she had hurled insults at me, especially since I lost my mother."I always knew you were no good, that you w
DamienAs I continued going through the tons of files on my desk in anger, I couldn't help but feel a sense of boredom. With a glass of wine in my hand, my eyes unintentionally got caught in the color of the wine. It had a greenish hue, and at that moment, those vibrant green orbs slipped into my mind. I couldn't help but sigh as I leaned back, closing my eyes. I had never seen such captivating green eyes before. They were alluring, yet at the same time, tempting to look away from.With a growl, I snapped my eyes open, my heart pounding in my chest. What was happening to me? Those haunting green eyes seemed to materialize out of thin air, invading my thoughts. I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that washed over me. Grumbling in frustration, I flare my nostrils, trying to push the unsettling images away. But then, as my gaze landed on the portrait hanging on my office wall, her voice pierced through my mind, sending chills down my spine. It was as if she was speaking to me again, a
"I can sense the danger lurking in your thoughts," Pasito warns, his voice filled with concern."Do you really have to go through with this?" he asked, his concern evident in his voice."Haha, that badass motherfucker! I bet the father is gonna regret trusting his precious daughter with a ruthless mob boss," Eros chuckled, but I sensed a hint of seriousness in his tone.I raised an eyebrow, rubbing my palms together. "You mean, a precious, seductive vixenโฆ that feasts on every d*ck out there," I teased. "DAMIEN!!" they both exclaimed in shock."That's brutal, man, but she's your wife," Pasito scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Happily married to a seductress," Eros playfully taunted.Man, those two can get away with talking to me like that without losing their damn heads! Eros and I are tight as hell since childhood, and we've been through all kinds of shit together. Growing up was tough as nails, I never knew what the hell that tiny word "Love" meant. Damn, even with my parents' fat stacks
Ashley (Trigger warning: Please mature audience) The drive back home was absolutely haunting. The air was heavy with an unsettling silence as if it held secrets waiting to be revealed. Not a single word escaped my lips. But the driver, I appreciated the driver's professionalism as he remained courteous and focused, navigating the road with precision. It was as if we were in our own little bubble, isolated from the outside world.When we arrived, the guy on my left opened his door and came out before opening mine. What a gentleman! It's nice to see some chivalry still exists. Despite his rough looks, I think his gentle gesture warms my heart. "Thanks," I muttered quietly and headed toward the house. The moment I stepped inside the house, I felt this dreadful aura and the chills crawling on my skin. It's like this place will never become familiar to me... never! I find myself muttering in my head, "Never!" Can never get used to this place. I shook off the strange feeling, my heart p
(Trigger warning: Mature audience) My heart raced as he uttered those chilling words, "Drag her to my room." I couldn't believe what I was witnessing as he discarded the gun near the lifeless body. He turned and made his way towards his room, leaving me filled with fear and confusion. Just then, four of the guards stepped forward toward me while the rest started clearing the mess in the area. As the guards approached, their stoic expressions concealed their true feelings. I could sense their discontent with the chaotic situation, and it only fueled their animosity towards me. It seemed like they had more reasons to despise me now. My heart skipped a beat as the four imposing figures loomed in front of me. "Please, this way," they said. I gulped hard, nodding my head ever so slightly. I wasn't ready to escalate the situation any further.So I allowed my body to move on autopilot as I took hesitant steps toward the room. My mind was clouded, unable to process the horrifying scene I
(Warning: This chapter contains some sexual content that may be offensive to some readers, please do not read if you're below 18. Do not read if you are not a fan of BDSM sex, read at your own discretion) "No... ooo! Damien!" I screamed out, my voice filled with sheer terror. The room seemed to amplify my fear, the echoes bouncing off the walls. The overwhelming feeling of dread coursed through my veins, leaving me trembling with fear. As I glanced upward, my eyes widened in sheer terror. He locked the door, trapping us in the brightly lit room with a haunting pink glow. The room fell into an eerie silence, leaving me frightened and filled with suspense, desperate to know what he was really up to.My whole being was consumed by fear as I witnessed the devilish smirk on his lips. At that moment, I deeply regretted ever stepping my foot out of the house. I had foolishly believed that his threats were nothing more than empty words, but now I have realized the gravity of the situation. I
At that moment, as I cried out, my vulnerability was on full display. A wave of nervousness and shyness washed over me, engulfing my entire being. His eyes, filled with a twisted desire, roamed over my body, leaving me feeling exposed and worthless. It was as if I was transported back to that dreadful night at DDW, where my sense of self-worth was shattered.His gaze, sharp as a blade, pierced through me, and I could feel the intensity of his desire. Lust, like a flickering flame, danced in his eyes, casting an intoxicating spell. It was as if he had caught his prey, a sinister smirk forming on his lips, giving him an almost demonic aura. The anticipation of devouring his conquest consumed him, adding a chilling thrill to the air.Every nerve in my body ignited as his hands traced their sinful path down my bare skin. The electric current of pleasure surged through me, leaving me trembling with anticipation as his hand continued moving down my boobs. Stopping at one, he gently rubbed t
โDo you, Jessica Hall, take Sebastian Albrecht as your wedded husband, to have and to know from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish till death do you apart?โ "Yes, I do," Jessica replied, earning a loud excited clap from the crowd. It has been four years and here we are in the church, witnessing the wedding of Sebastian and doctor Jessica. I donโt know but I feel like the happiest today, I have always blessed their union. Sitting beside me is Mrs. Albrecht, carrying my three years old son, Ryan, in her arms. He is just the cardboard copy of his father, Damien. The only thing he took from me is just my deep blue ocean eyes, other features are just like that of Damien. Damien rubbed my right hand, and perked it before intertwining them in his. I looked at him and smiled, he didnโt lie when he said that he will make things right again. He had been incredibly sweet, easy going, jovial and
Ashley Time flies and before I knew it it was morning already. I spoke with Sebastian yesterday and he told me that he will be coming with a surprise package. Knock. KnockโI am coming," I shouted and perked Mrs. Catherina in the cheeks and hurried to open the door. โHey Sebastian," I greeted with a warm smile and he smiled back. โHow have you been?" โJust there," I replied, my eyes curiously trailing all over him for any present or anything but he came empty handed. Where is the surprise package?" Hey, you said that you have something that will cheer me up,โ I pouted and he laughed while walking in." Yeah, I did," he replied but just then, Mrs. Catherina walked in. โHey Sebastian." โWow!" He went in to give her a warm hug, though I noticed they exchanged a strange look. What was that for? I opened my mouth to ask, but Sebastian beat me to it, โSo, Ash, how's my little nephew?โ He plopped down on the couch, and Mrs. Catherina returned to her cooking, humming a tune in the k
Damien The room is dark, with a smell of alcohol lingering in the air. I sat on the ground with another bottle of alcohol and leaned my head against the wall. It has been four good months that I havenโt seen Ashley. I have tried to reach her, to explain things but it was all a futile mission. She doesnโt want to see me. She had blocked me on all the social media platforms from reaching her. Since her absence, life has been hard and bitter on my side. I had to give up her fatherโs company and resigned as the owner but still she doesnโt want me. I know I wronged her but I am ready to fix things. To show her the sweet, jovial, and easy going side of me.But I guess it is all too late now. I pulled my hair and took another huge sip from the drink. For the past few months, I have regretted the life I had lived. How I had neglected her. I blamed myself day and night for not being so serious in finding her then after that night.I hated myself moreโฆ. More for the constant abuses,
It's been three months since I left Los Angeles, and I must admit, I miss Damien every single day. He's tried every possible way to reach me, bombarding me with countless apologies and calls, desperate to make things right. Yet, despite the ache in my heart, I still yearn for him. But the painful realization runs too deep, and I just can't bring myself to go back to him. My heart and mind are at war, torn between the love I still feel and the hurt I thought I'd never overcome.I felt utterly betrayed, so I blocked Damien on all social media platforms. Since then, the only people I've been in contact with are Sebastian and Jessica. Though I've also heard through the grapevine that Damien has relinquished control of my father's company and resigned as owner. But I couldn't care less, my father is already dead. As I sat on the couch, staring blankly at the TV in front of me, my mind wandered, not even concentrating on the news. When suddenly, the doorbell rang, signaling that someone
AshleyThe airport is full of people leaving and entering from arriving flights. I sat down on the bench there waiting patiently for my flight, when suddenly the airport's public address system crackled to life. The air traffic control personnel announce, their voice echoing through the terminal..."Attention all passengers and airport personnels, due to severe weather conditions, all flight departures are currently suspended. Please check with your airline for further updates and instructions.""What?!" I gasped, shocked. Which weather? I thought, glancing up at the small opening up there to see the sky but to my surprise, it was clear. Not a cloud in sight, no sign of rain or even a hint of turbulence.What are they now talking about? I wasn't the only one perplexed, my fellow passengers exchanged confused glances, and a low murmur and noises started rising and thatโs when my phone beeped. I pulled it out from my pocket and it was Sebastian. "Hey, Sebastian," I answered, steppi
amien. Swirling my office chair around, my mind kept drafting to different directions. I wonโt deny the fact that I am kind of scared about the abortion that Ashley is about to go through but then againโฆ . I rubbed my face, and let out a deep sigh. What if I lose her? God forbid! I donโt think I will survive that, picking out my phone to dial Ashleyโs number when suddenly the door to my office opened and Lucas walked in. "Good evening, boss," he said, but I just raised an eyebrow in response. Noticing my expression, he added, "Someone is here to see you, boss."Someone is here to see me? Who? I am not expecting anyone.โWho?" I asked, eyeing him up suspiciously. He gulped hard and scratched his neck nervously, โI think is best to see him," Him?Giving him a suspicious glare, I leaned back in my chair and nodded for him to let the person in. He nodded and went back to the door. My curiosity widened as the door opened, and I readjust to see the person but to my surprise, Seba
Tears were rushing down my face as I hurried down stairs. All my world seemed to be crumbling before me for real this time. My heart was full of pain, and hurt.I havenโt felt this broken before all through my life. It feels like I am suffocating. I held my chest, feeling a painful tug against my heart. So all the time I have been living with that monster from that very night. He was the reason that my life was full of pain, bruises, suffering and trauma. I was almost downstairs, when a hand suddenly grabbed me from behind and pulled me into an empty corridor in the restaurant. "Ash, please calm down, let's talk," Sebastian whispered urgently beside me. But I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. "No! No!" I exclaimed, my voice cracking. "He broke me!" I wailed, and Sebastian pulled me in a tight, comforting hug. I continued to sob, screaming, and venting all my anger and frustration until exhaustion took over.**** ***** Sitting across the table alone with Sebastian
โAnd how is this related to the stranger?" I turned to Sebastian but Layla was quick to answer. โI just wanted to tell you how everything happened,โ she said, attempting to look pitiful But I am not buying those cheap looks on her face. She had betrayed me, and I wasn't about to forget it. " Then be fast, I donโt have all day,โ I snapped, my patience wearing thin. Sebastian patted my hand to calm down. "After I caught them, I threatened to tell you," Layla said, tears streaming down her face. "Honestly, I wanted to tell you, but they used my grandma's condition against me." She sobbed, but I raised an eyebrow at her. "He offered to treat her for free if I kept quiet and went along with their plan. I was devastated...," she trailed off, sniffling. Sebastian handed her a tissue across the table, and she took it, turning to face me. "They threatened to kick my grandma out if I didn't cooperate. You know how much I love her; she's my only living relative. So, I agreed to play a
My ringing tone pulled me out of my sleep, and I yawned, stretching out my hand to grab the phone from the nightstand beside the bed. Again, Damien hadn't slept here last night. My head pounded as I tried to sit up straight in bed. I picked up the call without checking the caller ID and placed the phone to my ear. "Yes?" I sounded drowsy, my voice husky from sleep."Are you just waking up?" Sebastian chuckled from the other end of the line. Startled, I pulled the phone away and checked the caller ID. "Fuck," I hissed under my breath. "It's still morning," I said, yawning. I heard him chuckle again before saying, "When you're done, come to the eatery at Street 10 by the roadside." "Why?" I asked, my curiosity piqued. "It's about our last discussion," he replied. My gaze widened, and I instantly sat up straight in bed, my heart racing."Did you find anything?" I asked, clinging to the duvet in fear. I heard Sebastian sigh before saying, "Just come out, at least by 10 o'clock.