Damon's pov I could feel the anger boiling up inside of me as Julius tried to calm me down. "Don't worry about Arturo," he said, "He's just a small-time crook. You're bigger than him." "Bigger than him?" I spat out. "He threatened me, Julius. He threatened me and my family. And you're telling me not to worry? You're telling me to be the bigger man?" Julius put his hands up in a defensive gesture. "No, no, that's not what I meant, Damon. I'm just saying that we should look out for plan B. We should be prepared in case the private investigator doesn't find the guy who stole the drive." "Plan B?" I asked, incredulous. "What kind of plan B? We don't have any money to pay Arturo back with." Julius stepped closer to me. "That's where you're wrong, Damon. We can come up with the money. You just have to be creative. Think outside the box." I shook my head. "The money he wants is too much, Julius. I don't know how we're going to come up with that kind of cash." Julius leaned in and whisp
Elysia's pov Ellen's eyes sparkled with excitement. "I have an idea, Elysia. What if you move back in with Damon and pretend that you haven't recovered from your injury? It's the perfect way to find out what he's up to." My heart sank at the thought of being back under the same roof as Damon. "What do you mean?" I asked. Ellen leaned in closer. "You can use this to your advantage. If Damon thinks that you still have no memory of your past, he might let his guard down and reveal his true motives for taking ownership of the companies." I stared at my sister, Ellen, my heart heavy with grief and confusion. It felt like I was being asked to betray my own memories and myself. "You want me to move back in with Damon and pretend that I haven't recovered from my injury?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear. Ellen's eyes shone with determination, but I couldn't help feeling like I was drowning in a sea of uncertainty. "Yes, Elysia. It's the only way to find out what he's up to. You know
Elysia's pov I dialled Damon's number with shaky fingers, unsure of what I was going to say. My ankle throbbed in pain as I waited for him to pick up. "Hey, Elysia, what's up?" Damon's voice sounded calm and collected, but I knew better than to be fooled by his façade. "I'm about to get discharged from the hospital," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I was wondering if you could come back." "Of course, I'll be there in a few minutes," Damon replied. As I hung up the phone, my thoughts raced. I still couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about Damon's behaviour lately. I couldn't trust him, not completely. But then a nagging voice in my head told me to give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he had a good reason for transferring ownership of my company and my father's company to his name. When Damon arrived at the hospital, I put on a brave face, pretending that everything was fine. I didn't want him to know that I was still struggling to trust him. "How's th
Damon's pov My mother's face contorted with anger, and before I could react, she slapped me hard across the face. I stumbled backward, my cheek stinging with pain. "Mother, how could you?" I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes. "I'm sorry, my dear," she said, her voice softening. "I just got carried away. Please forgive me." I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. As angry and hurt as I was, I knew that my mother loved me in her own way. But I also knew that I had to stand my ground and protect what was important to me, even if it meant going against my own mother. "I can't sell the company to you, mother," I said firmly. "But I promise to always take care of you and provide for you, no matter what happens." It was as though I could see her insides turned as I said those words. She was trying it hard for the first time to hide the rage but I could see it all, she was doing a poor job. I quickly drifted my gaze from her and I sat across from my mother, feeling a knot fo
Elysia Pov As I walked into the precinct I could see judging eyes glaring at me like a delusional woman. That's right, I've gone insane. I can no longer think clearly. I placed the bag of guns on the chief's table and said, "These are unregistered guns owned by Damon, you can go through, run a test and you will see that one of these was used in killing his daughter." Since I couldn't find the exact gun, which I'm sure Damon already dispose, at least he will be charge for illegal trafficking of guns. ... "Mrs. Contreras, you are aware this is a serious crime?" The chief queried. "I'm aware." I raised my brows with reddened eyes. My cheeks swollen as my eyes kept searching for Damon. "Okay, we will investigate this, but this doesn't guarantee that your husband will spend a longer time in jail. And if this happens to be a fake report, there are consequences. You might go to jail for false information, are you sure about this?" The chief enquired again. I know what he was trying
Damon's Pov "Good morning, Mr. Contreras. Can I get you anything?" she asked, her voice dripping with innuen I glared at her, and I felt my anger rising. "I don't want anything from you," I spat. "And for god's sake, put some clothes on. You're a nanny, not a prostitute." The Nanny's smile faltered, and she looked down at her revealing outfit. "I'm sorry, Mr. Contreras. I didn't realize it would be a problem." "It is a problem," I growled. "I don't want my son being exposed to that kind of behavior. You're here to take care of him, not to seduce me." The Nanny nodded, looking suitably chastened. "I understand, Mr. Contreras. I'll make sure to dress more appropriately in the future." But my anger was still simmering, and I couldn't bring myself to say anything more to her. I pushed past her and stormed out of the hotel, needing to put some distance between myself and the woman who had reminded me of Elysia's infidelity. As I walked down the street, I couldn't shake the feeling
Elysia As I approached the hospital room, I saw Damon being wheeled out in a wheelchair, fast asleep. Beside him were his parents along with Zara and her daughter. My heart sank as I realized my fears. Feeling defeated, I walked up to them and hesitantly said, "Excuse me, how is Damon doing?" Zara's expression was cold as she replied, "He's doing much better now that he's finally away from you." Her words cut me deeply, and I felt a wave of hurt wash over me. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice shaking. "You know exactly what I mean, Elysia," she replied, her tone harsh. "You're the last person Damon needs right now. He's trying to move on with his life, and he doesn't want anything to do with you." I felt a lump form in my throat as I heard her words. Damon's parents and Zara all glared at me, their eyes filled with anger and hatred. I felt like an outsider, unwanted and unloved. I turned and walked away, tears streaming down my face. I felt like my world was collapsing arou
Damon's Pov The sound of my phone ringing pierced my ears making me even more frustrated than I am. I picked it up and turned it over, it was Warren. A small sigh escaped my lips and answered the phone. "Hello Warren!" I gently caress my temples and a slight headache caused discomfort through my marrow. "I've got news sir, and you are going to be very interested." Warren's voice caused a stir in my heart, his words as though he had got a rather disturbing news for me, and I didn't doubt it. I gnashed my teeth and gulp the lump that gathered in my mouth. "What have you found out?" The tightening of the skin on my forehead made me rub my temples. I could feel my heartbeat slowly raising and quickly I placed my feet on the cold floor. "Hector, I found Hector sir!" My lips widens to Warren's wicked laughter from the other end of the phone. A devilish smirk appear in my face as my nerves relaxed. What about Hector did he find? I sincerely wished it's not just Hector but at least