After hanging up with his mom, Damien went downstairs to find Anastasia and tell her about the changes ahead. When he reached the dining room, he paused at the doorway only to be surprised by what he saw.Did not his mom said that Caleb was on hunger strike? Well, it did not seem like that. Caleb was seated at the table and was calmly eating a bowl of noodles. It was the kind of noodles that Anastasia usually prepared just for him. She always tried to make it seem like the chef had done it, but Damien knew better. She made those noodles from scratch carefully considering his health and allergies. And now here she was, serving that same dish to Caleb.Beside the noodles was a glass of milkshake, prepared in the same way she did his which was naturally sweetened with fruit instead of sugar given his dietary restrictions. This was his daily routine, a meal made for hi, and yet now Caleb was the one being served with the same care and attention. Damien felt an odd discomfort at the si
At dinnertime, Damien found Caleb already seated at the dining table, waiting patiently for the couple to arrive. Damien raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing here?"The spying agent sent by his mother was quite relentless?Caleb looked up, his expression unreadable once again. "Food," he replied flatly.It infuriated Damien to no end that the boy who could muster up a whole sentence for everyone barely acknowledge him with a word or two. It would be a miracle if he would use more than one word for Damien. Damien’s brow furrowed. “Didn’t you already eat?”With a pitiful glance in Anastasia’s direction, Caleb answered, “I want to eat dinner.”Anastasia tried to steel herself, reminding herself that he was likely a spy sent by Carolyn. Still, she couldn’t shake the feeling that he was just a vulnerable boy, caught up in the Callahan family’s schemes without a mother to care for him. His situation tugged at her heart. He was motherless just like her and so she could not be strict to hi
Before Anastasia could retort, he captured her lips with his and a sensual spark ignited between them. What began as a gentle kiss quickly turned into something far more heated. He explored her lips while savoring every moment and trailed kisses down her neck, and even more igniting a fire of desire in her stomach.Feeling the urgency of the moment, he scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bed, his lips never left her skin. “You have no idea how long I have been waiting for this,” he murmured against her collarbone, his breath sending shivers down her spine.She gazed up at him, her eyes half-dazed with desire. “Where are you taking me?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, laced with anticipation.“To enjoy the jumbo pack that my wife bought today,” he replied, a mischievous glint in his eye.“Dami—” Her words trailed off as his lips brushed against her sensitive nipples,. He laid her gently on the bed and his fingers effortlessly slipped her nightgown off and lea
The morning light crept in,and the alarm beside Anastasia began blasting. She groaned and pulled a pillow over her ear to muffle the sound but the noise didn’t stop. Frustrated, she rolled over and bumped into something solid. It was a warm, hard body. She blinked and found herself face-to-face with Damien who was sleeping peacefully beside her. One of his arms was draped around her and he was holding her close as if she would slip away from his arms.She muttered in her heart, ‘Even if he wants to throw me away, I won’t go anywhere much less than slip away from him.’For a moment, she just admired his face as her gaze softened as she traced his features with her eyes. She couldn’t resist the urge to touch him and took the courage to gently brush her fingertips along his nose. Her heart fluttered and on impulse, she leaned in to press a light kiss on his nose.As she realised what she did, her eyes widned but there was also a grin on her face. He stirred as he tightened his hold arou
Anastasia’s first day at the office was nothing short of exhausting. From morning until night, she was expected to follow Paul everywhere following his every step without even a moment to think for herself. She felt more like an underpaid intern than a family member being groomed for company and she could barely squeeze in a quick meal during the day. By the time her workday finally ended, it was already eight o'clock at night. And to add to her frustration, Paul had informed her she would be accompanying him to every meeting even those out of state and abroad.When she stepped outside, she was tired and drained as she spotted Damien’s car waiting. Relief washed over her and she rushed to him, wrapping her arms around him tightly. Finally, peace in such a bad day. “Rough day?” he asked softly, holding her close.Anastasia sighed, trying to keep her voice normal but all she wanted was to throw a big tantrum and tell him how she ahd been bullied and he must avenge her. She said with
"Take care of yourself," Anastasia said, standing at the door. She turned to Caleb with a warm smile. "And if someone bothers you, call me or your brother. No fighting, alright?"Caleb nodded softly. "Okay, sister-in-law."Anastasia gave him a hug and said, "Enjoy the school trip! Have lots of fun. I made sure Mrs. Luna packed plenty of snacks for you."Caleb was going on a school trip and he only told them about it last night. Anastasia and Damien were unprepared. When the boy went to sleep, the two adults made all the prepearations to send him for the school trip. Anastasia heard about his aggressive nature that she had yet to see and was worried that he would get into fight with some kids. She did not want to give Carolyn a chance to call Anastasia careless. If Caleb even had a scratch on his body, the Callahan family would blame her. After all, the two old women were looking for a chance to find her guilty. Damien raised a brow, eyeing Caleb's large bag. "He is only going for tw
Anastasia knew this deal was about more than just securing a prestigious contract for the company; it was also a personal milestone for her as well. If she succeeded, she would finally earn a place in her father’s eyes and gain the respect that she needed to chase her ambitions.Only when her father trust her, she could execute her main plan. She could neither touch Claire nor her daughter until she had power in her hands. Damien could protect her from Harold but who would protect her ambitions from Harold if she exposed herself? Thus, she needed both the bigshots around her. This deal was going to give a push to her plans. From what she understood, the royal family of Noorstan was deeply attached to the palace which made it a complex acquisition. They seemed to be entertaining offers from both Spencer and Armani but Anastasia doubted the situation was as straightforward as it appeared.When they entered the hotel suite, Anastasia’s gaze fell on two central figures which were a man
“Miss Nasrin,” Anastasia countered, maintaining her composure, “The Moonlight Pavilion is the essence of the palace and crucial to the entire hotel project. If you take it away from us, aren’t you selling us empty utensils with no soup?”Nasrin’s eyes narrowed as she took in the young woman’s boldness. “You…”How dare she use such lowly language? Even the man beside Nasrin looked taken aback by Anastasia’s assertive tone, though perhaps not entirely surprised. He knew that Anastasia Spencer was a force of nature. Her tongue was poisonous. Paul shot a warning glance at Anastasia, hoping to control her behaviour, but she pressed on. “There can be no cooperation if the Moonlight Pavilion is not included.”Narsin asked, “DId uou invite us to insult us?” Anastasia answered, “Princess Nasrin, we are loyal from our side. We are straightforward too. When you agreed to sell the palace, the pavilion was a part of it. In business sentiments have no value. Everything can be bought and sold.”
A round of applause echoed through the courthouse as Regina and Abel signed the marriage certificates, officially becoming husband and wife. Anastasia and Ronan served as witnesses, while Adeline and Damien stood by, offering their unwavering moral support.After the formalities, the celebratory mood carried the group to the Smith House, where Abel’s parents had arranged an intimate party for family and close friends. Glasses were raised high as everyone toasted. “To Abel and Regina!” Mr. Smith beamed with pride, his voice filled with emotion. “I have never been happier than I am today, seeing my son start this new chapter.”Mrs. Smith leaned into her husband with a playful smile. “Well, except for the day when we got married.”The crowd laughed as they were charmed by the couple’s banter.Damien added. “Honestly, I still can’t wrap my head around it. Abel—married? And about to be a father? It feels like we have stepped into an alternate reality.”Ronan smirked, adding his two cents
say we couldn’t be seen together?”Claire stood before her and said in frustration and exasperation. “I told you not to come here. What part of that didn’t you understand?”Eleanor crossed her arms defiantly. “Why can’t I come? You don’t get to lecture me about this, Claire. You have kept me locked up in that house for months! I came here on my merit.”Claire’s eyes flashed. “If I hadn’t locked you up, you would have been punished far worse. Do you have any idea what you have done? Picking a fight with Anastasia and her friend was reckless!”Eleanor rolled her eyes. “Reckless? I was standing up for myself. They are not untouchable, Claire.”Claire’s voice dropped to a sharp whisper. “You don’t understand the consequences of your actions.”Eleanor’s defiance wavered, but she masked it with a glare. “Maybe you should stop underestimating me.”Claire sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “You don’t get it, do you? It’s not about underestimating you. It’s about protecting you—from your
“Abel and I are going to the courthouse tomorrow to get married. Would you like to be my witness?” Regina asked casually, as though she had just invited Anastasia for coffee. Her tone was like she and Anastasia had been a pair of best sisters all these years. Well, what was she supposed to do with the fact that Anastasia was no longer her half-sister? They shared the same parents. This made them full siblings. She had nothing to fight with this woman, right? Anastasia was annoying but she could do with it. Anastasia’s jaw dropped. “You are getting married? To Abel? And you want me to be your witness? Tell me the truth, were you smoking pot, Regina?”Regina burst out laughing. “Trust me, my life story is smoking pot.” She wiped a tear of amusement from her eye before adding, “Yes, I’m marrying Abel. He is a nice guy. I’m not looking for love. Giving a stable home to our kids before they arrive feels like the responsible thing to do. And if the marriage doesn’t last, that is okay too.
Anastasia stepped out of the banquet hall and found Regina sitting on a bench in the expansive garden of the Callahan mansion. Regina who was usually poised and sophisticated held a paper plate with a large slice of chocolate cake and was eating it with an unabashed delight that seemed out of character.For a moment, Anastasia simply stared at her but her curiosity was piqued by the rare sight.Regina’s gaze lifted and when she noticed Anastasia, she extended the plate with her used plastic fork. “Destiny was right. The birthday cake was awful, but this—” she gestured toward the cake with a satisfied sigh, “This tastes like heaven.”Anastasia raised an eyebrow.Regina grinned and said, “I walked an entire mile in these heels to get this cake from a bakery. The reviews didn’t lie. It’s worth every step.”Anastasia gaped. “You walked a mile? In those heels? Why didn’t you just tell Abel?”Regina shrugged nonchalantly. “I didn’t want to disturb him. He was with his friends. Besides, I ne
Regina replied softly, “I wish I could answer that.”Abel’s expression tightened as he whispered, “Claire isn’t your birth mother?”What on earth did he just see? Wait, she let him see this information? Did it mean, she really trust him with her life? Before he could get happy, she began saying. Regina shook her head. The DNA test had confirmed what she never imagined—Claire was not her birth mother. She didn’t know how to process it.She said, “The doctor told me there was a possibility I was adopted. Since I recently did a DNA test with my dad, I was certain that Harold is my biological father. All my life, Claire told me Harold wasn’t my father when they both knew the truth. Then suddenly, the doctor pointed out that with their blood types, they couldn’t have had a child with AB+. I was racking my brain, trying to figure it all out. Finally, I decided to test my DNA against the rest of my family.”Regina took a deep breath before continuing. “My DNA matched with my father... but, s
After the cake-cutting ceremony, Regina stood far away from the crowd when a little girl approached her with a plate full of cake slices. The girl stopped near her and said, “Hello, this is for you.”Regina looked at the little princess, who had become the apple of everyone’s eye tonight. She crouched down to the girl’s level and said, “Thank you. Did you bring this for me?”Destiny turned around and pointed at Anastasia. “Anna asked me to give cake to everyone who didn’t get any.”Regina asked, “Did you give cake to everyone?”Destiny shook her head. “No, just you.”Regina chuckled. “Thank you.” She took the cake and bit into it. “Oh, it’s delicious.”Destiny made a face and said, “No, it’s not.” Leaning closer, she whispered in Regina’s ear, “My mommy makes cakes with real sugar and cream. This one has fake sugar and cream.”Regina laughed again. The cake was low-fat and low-sugar, but since she rarely had sugar or dairy, she didn’t notice the difference. She said, “I will try a real
“Why is she here?” Anastasia asked, her voice low but sharp as her eyes fixed on Eleanor standing confidently in the hall. The nerve of that woman to show up at her house after trying to hurt her family.Damien leaned in slightly, keeping his tone casual. “She is Chris’s plus one.”Anastasia exhaled, quickly understanding the situation. “Okay. I will be on my best behaviour.”Though she wasn’t one to bow to others’ opinions, Anastasia had been making extra efforts lately. Damien’s family hadn’t fully warmed up to her, and for her husband’s sake, she was resolved to leave them with no reason to criticise. She wasn’t naturally a people-pleaser, but she knew that making peace with his relatives meant comfort for him and that mattered.Damien wrapped an arm around her, pulling her into a side hug. “My wife is always on her best behaviour. It is just other people who know how to get under her skin.”Anastasia smiled faintly, conceding, “You are not wrong.”He chuckled, then flagged down a
The sound of laughter and clinking glasses filled the air as more guests arrived and the mansion came alive with enthusiasm of the guests. Abel walked alongside Regina, his hand resting lightly on her lower back for support. She looked radiant in a sleek black evening gown, her poise and grace masking any signs of her pregnancy. Her heels clicked softly against the marble floor, commanding attention with every step.“If you are not feeling well, we can leave,” Abel said, his tone laced with concern. His eyes lingered on her, searching for any sign of discomfort.“I’m fine, Abel,” Regina reassured him with a faint smile. Despite her visible effort to appear composed, Abel remained unconvinced.“You have been pushing yourself too hard,” he pressed. “I don’t want you getting sick again.”Regina’s gaze softened as she turned to him. She understood his worry as the past month had been challenging. Her health had taken a toll, resulting his mother to insist she stay with them until she rega
Grandmother sighed and said, “They didn’t listen to us when we didn’t want them to get married. They went ahead and did it anyway. Now, when we ask them to marry, they are ignoring us again.”Suddenly, Adeline added while trying to get under someone’s skin, “What about having the ceremony on their wedding anniversary?”Claire and Carolyn shot Adeline sharp looks but Grandmother seemed pleased by the idea. “That sounds like a nice idea,” she said eagerly.Damien and Anastasia exchanged glances before responding, “We will give you an answer soon.”Grandmother nodded, a hopeful smile on her face. “Hopefully, it will be a good answer.”At that moment, there was a bit of commotion in the party and a maid quietly whispered into the old lady’s ear, “Mr. Callahan is here.”The old lady’s eyes sparkled as she turned to see her son entering the room, accompanied by his wife and daughter. He looked just as he had ten years ago. Perhaps even more cheerful now. His presence was as captivating as e