My heart raced as I found myself lost in a maelstrom of thoughts. My mind kept warning me, listing countless reasons to resist his charms. But those electric sparks between us made it nearly impossible to ignore. I could feel his gaze on me as he leaned back, his eyes locked with mine. The tension in the air was striking. And at that moment, I could have sworn I caught a flicker of desire in his eyes, a lustful shade that sent shivers down my spine. But just as quickly as it appeared, it vanished, replaced by his signature cocky smile. It was as if he had a secret he was enjoying keeping from me.And with a quick glance at the paparazzi and the eager crowd, a satisfied smile played on his lips. But then, he turned his attention back to me and stretched out his hand, a sudden show of affection that aroused my curiosity. Nonetheless, I couldn't help but be intrigued by his unpredictable nature. Shit….. Fuck it! He's definitely throwing me off with his sudden change in demeanor, making
Damien"Sebastian..." I called out, my face contorting with a slight frown. Seriously, do I really have to deal with this annoying person right now?But the idiot flashed me a grin, glancing at Eros and Pasito before turning his gaze back to me. "Hey, bro... it's been ages," he said with that same grin plastered on his face.I shot him a glare, already fed up with his presence. And you know what's even funnier? Even though he's my cousin, Eros, and Pasito never liked him. That guy is just terrible, or should I say my dad's little plaything. He is my cousin, Sebastian Albrecht…… though I still wonder how I managed to have this fool as my cousin. Yeks!…….. I had a bunch of cousins, and this fool, Sebastian, is one of them. Even though they're answering that influential surname, they're not exactly well-known to the public. But as for me, I was the recognized heir to the Albrecht group, and this was the reputation my father had painstakingly built from scratch."Sebastian, why are y
I was shocked, confused, and couldn't find the right words to say. Seeing Mason after all this time stirred up a mix of emotions inside me, one which I couldn't quite comprehend. It's like my heart and mind are playing a confusing game. No way! I totally wasn't expecting them here, this was never the kind of party Mason attends though despite his profession as a medical doctor, we always end up almost every weekend in a nightclub which will crazily be booming with loud music and the smell of vodka. So that's why I was surprised to see him here…… seems like Olivia might have been the one to drag him here. But how did she know that I would be coming? There were a lot of questions swirling around my head while looking at the two love birds. Was she here to ridicule me by flashing my ex in front of me? How shameless!! "Hmmm…… Where is your charming prince?" She scowled, a taunting smirk on her lips as she asked with a raised brow. I cleared my throat and tried to compose myself, "Oli
The party was still going strong, and there I was, standing in the corner with a glass of wine, next to Damien who seemed completely engrossed in the conversation with those two guys. I couldn't help but feel a bit isolated, observing them. I wondered what they were discussing that had captured Damien's interest.Though on the one hand, I was kinda stoked when Damien put Marson and Olivia in their place earlier. But deep down, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Marson. And I bet Olivia would have some trouble catching some sleep for days after that. Though it's just sad that all of Damien's actions were just for show and not genuine. "Hey, have you guys laid eyes on him?" Damien asked, his hand tugging me closer. I took a deep breath, catching a whiff of his cologne, the scent enveloping my senses. The dude with the tinted hair chuckled before responding, "Nah, haven't spotted him yet.""But you guys claimed he got an invite," Damien retorted, shooting them a fierce
He stretched out his right hand, and I took it, my eyes fixating on the black scorpion tattoo encircling his wrist. It wasn't very clear since his sleeve partially covered it, but something about it felt familiar. Suddenly, my mind flashed back to Damien's tattoo. It bore a striking resemblance to the one before me.Seems like he caught onto my long stare because he pulled his hand back real quick and let out a little cough. Trying to act all cool, I said, "I'm Ashley..." And he just nodded, like he knew exactly who I was. It made me chuckle a bit. "It seems like you already know," I mumbled."Yeah, you're right. Being married to Damien Albrecht, it's totally possible," he said with a smile, which made me chuckle and feel a little embarrassed. How could I have possibly forgotten?"Hmmm... yeah," I muttered softly, my voice barely audible, as I nervously scratched my neck, feeling embarrassed. But he just laughed it off, brushing it aside. His laugh seemed contagious but so sad I wasn
Just as tension filled the air, a voice suddenly echoed through the hallway, breaking the silence. It was a relief to hear something that interrupted the impending disaster. "Mr. Damien," Senator Juan stuttered from the far end of the hallway. And behind him is a group of people that I am sure were curious to see what was going on.Ignoring Senator Juan, Damien looked beside him. He gave the men in black attire a close look before I noticed an indistinct frown suddenly settled on his face. "Hmm... You came with them?" His lips stretched into a thin line. He then glanced at Alexander before looking at me. I couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity and apprehension. Damien's reaction to the men in black attire was questionable. His frown seemed to suggest that he wasn't pleased with their presence. I felt his gaze fixed on me for a while, slowly scanning my body in search of any wound due to my screams earlier and the gunshot. My eye was fixed on his triangular neatly curve
As we walked down the party hall, Damien held my hand tightly, gently rubbing it to soothe my racing heart. I was still shaken by everything that had just happened in there – the gunshots and the daring escape through the window. Everything had me at the edge of breaking down. All eyes were on us, some picturing us as we made our way through the crowded party while others kept murmuring. Damien's guards were both in front and back of us, shielding us from the crowd and also parting ways for us. It felt like we were the center of attention, with all eyes on our every move.No matter how much I wanted to lift my head, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Damien's grip on my hands was strangely comforting as if he was silently assuring me of my safety. The sound of camera flashes filled the air as we made our way down the building. It was a surreal and intense moment, with the world capturing our every move."Sir," one of Damien's guys hurriedly approached us, causing us to abruptly sto
Olivia Fuck…!!!As soon as we parked the car, I quickly opened my side door and stormed outside. I was filled with such intense pain and frustration that I didn't even bother waiting for Mason."Olivia. Olivia!" I ignored him and angrily stormed into his house, pacing around the sitting room in a circle. "Ugh!..." I groaned in frustration, pulling my hair and gritting my teeth. It felt like everything was just falling apart. "Come on, Olivia," Mason said, rushing inside he then stopped in front of me. "What's wrong? You've been acting strange at the party," he continued, but I immediately stopped and looked at him, my expression filled with a mix of frustration and hostility."Can't you see it?" I asked, my curiosity evident as I scanned his face for answers. I was desperate to find some clarity in the midst of my confusion.But all I noticed was his eyebrow twitching up in confusion. "See what?" he inquired, clearly puzzled by my question."Damn it...! Stop acting clueless,