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Today, Damien had an important meeting scheduled at the Nyx Nightclub. It was a confidential and slightly dangerous affair as the other party had ties to the Mafia. As they negotiated, the deal wasn’t progressing and the two sides took a break to discuss their terms privately. Damien was seated in another VIP section with his team. While waiting, he happened to spot Regina chatting with a member of the other party.Soon after, the man walked toward Damien with Regina by his side. Taking a seat next to Damien, the man said, “Mr. Callahan, you didn’t mention you brought your fiancée with you. No need to hide such a beautiful lady.”Damien was about to respond but Regina quickly responded, “Thank you, but I will leave you gentlemen to your discussion. I’m here with a friend.”As Regina walked away, Damien noticed the man’s lewd gaze following her. He could tell what the other party was aiming for. These people were known for using underhanded tactics to close deals. They likely thought th
The Spencer family crowded around the Callahan family as Claire arrived with her husband.Claire said, "Matriarch Callahan, you must give us a proper explanation."Matriarch Callahan was Damien's grandmother and the current head of the Callahan family and gave Damien a disappointed look. The Spencer family was not a group they could afford to offend. She said, "My grandson insists it wasn’t intentional. He didn’t know those people would use Regina against him.""But they did," Claire replied. "And it is my daughter who is suffering. She is in the hospital, being treated for the drug they injected into her. Do you realise she could have died, or... I can’t even bear to think about what else she could have gone through." She added, "And on top of that, he refuses to take responsibility for her. The whole media is calling her Damien’s fiancée and he doesn’t even want to acknowledge it. Why did he waste her youth if he was going to show her this kind of disrespect?"Matriarch Callahan sai
"Anna, where are you?" Austin’s voice was filled with concern. "I have been trying to reach you since morning. You are not answering your phone.""I'm sorry," Anna replied weakly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I was sleeping."Austin's frustration seeped through. "The designs… they aren’t working out. The artisans said they are falling apart. They are hard to execute in reality, and they don’t even look the same as in the sketches. The contest is in two days and we still can’t get it right."Anna snapped out of her daze. She had been so caught up in her personal life, especially her relationship struggles, that she had neglected the real reason she came back to New York. How could she have let this happen? A bitter smile crossed her lips as guilt gnawed at her. Her mother had passed away and yet here she was, chasing after love instead of focusing on her purpose.“I will come to the lab, Austin,” Anna said. She realized the gravity of the situation. None of her designs were comple
The comments on the social media post were like this:@ArisUser2BC: The essence of life according to me is achieving the state of eudaimonia, as Aristotle used the term to express “happiness.” And do you know what gives me eudaimonia? *Evil laughing* Being between my girl’s legs. Kidding, it's food and doing nothing that gives me the greatest pleasure of happiness. I think the government should work to provide citizens with free food so they don’t have to work, and we can all live a work-free and happy life.@GodisDead: The essence of life is power. Maximizing power. Nothing else matters when you are powerful.@Peacefulglobalcitizen2024: Love, compassion, world peace, and striving to achieve these should be the essence of life. What will power and the happiness of a single person do if the world is burning, if genocide is happening all around us, if innocent humans are caught in the crossfire set by governments? The essence of life should be walking past the borders of hate, violence,
Behind the stage, all the contestants were getting ready with their models. When Regina arrived, she greeted Arabella, Abel’s sister, who was modeling for her. “Arabella, you look beautiful in the outfit.”Arabella looked at herself in the mirror and felt good. “Yes, you are very talented, Regina.”Regina replied, “Thank you for coming on such short notice. I know your dates were full—”Arabella waved her hand. “Come on, you are my brother’s friend. I can do this for you. He never requests me for anything. As for other shows, today I had nothing planned, but I will be leaving for L.A. tomorrow evening. I have an important shoot. I should be there by now,but my brother came with a sudden request, and I could not say no.”Regina was shocked. “Abel asked you to help me?”Arabella laughed. “Of course! Aren’t you guys friends?”Regina smiled. Well, in their four-person group, she and Abel were always fighting with each other. He was too pro-Anastasia, and she hated him for his stance. She
“For the last contestant of the evening, please welcome to the stage, Anastasia Spencer!”The auditorium went dark as the sound of heels clicking echoed before the spotlight illuminated a striking figure entering the stage. Anastasia was dressed in an elegant white gown and exuded confidence with her walk. Snake-shaped earrings dangled gracefully from her ears as it caught the light as she made her way to the center of the stage."I would like to call my models to the stage," Anastasia announced with a poised smile as her eyes sweeping the room before lingering briefly on her husband in the audience. With a subtle shift, she returned her attention to the judges and continued, "After the presentation, I will provide a brief explanation of each piece my models are wearing. Dear judges, you have detailed descriptions of the designs in the cards placed before you."The show began.The first model appeared on the ramp, adorned in a white and green dress that perfectly complemented the exqui
"Miss Spencer, you have beautifully portrayed the theme 'The Essence of Life,'" said Edward Wright who was the main judge, his tone filled with admiration. "Would you like to tell us what led you to choose such unconventional models for the show? And how was your experience working on this theme?"Edward Wright was thoroughly impressed by Anastasia's work and couldn't help but praise the overall presentation. It wasn't just the designs but it was the entire execution. The jewelry, the outfits, the models and everything came together seamlessly.Anastasia smiled, graciously accepting his praise. "When I discussed the theme with my spiritual guide, she pushed me to reflect on a deeper level. I realized that basing the entire concept on my personal interpretation would be too limited and might not do the theme justice. So, I turned to social media and asked for people’s perspectives. After all, we are not just creating jewelry for ourselves, but for society as a whole. It needs to resonat
Regina let out a bitter laugh as her eyes gleaming with anger. “You would rather be destroyed than marry me? Am I really that repulsive to you?”Damien sighed deeply, his frustration mingling with guilt. "Regina, you were my first friend. I will always care for you. You have been there for me through everything, and I take our friendship seriously. But marriage... it’s a huge commitment. We were always just friends but our mothers misinterpreted things. We never cleared up those rumors because, frankly, neither of us had time to explore relationships. Then, they took it further and began talking about engagements and planning our futures without even asking us. We should have stopped it earlier. Let’s put an end to this now.”Regina stared at him, feeling utterly betrayed. Friends? That was all they ever were? How could he have been so blind to her feelings all this time, or worse, hosen to ignore them? He was ruthless. He just used her to stay away from relationships while waiting fo
Damien asked, shocked, “What happened to Harold?”Jack replied, “He suffered a stroke. His condition is serious.”“Is Claire there?” Damien asked urgently.“Not yet, but the butler is. Claire has been informed and will be arriving soon,” Jack explained.Damien’s tone turned sharp. “Jack, get Harold out of the house as soon as possible. Don’t let Claire catch wind of it. Until she arrives, the butler has the authority to assist you. Once she’s there, she’ll take control. Warn the butler that this is all part of Claire’s grand plan. To eliminate Harold and seize everything. She is already plotting against Regina and Anna.”“Understood, sir. I will take care of it,” Jack assured him.When Damien ended the call, he turned to find Asher who was standing nearby and observing him quietly.Before Damien could talk to his eldest son, Darcy entered the room, followed closely by Summer who was carrying a sleeping Destiny. Despite the late hour, the couple had arrived, uncalled but concerned.Dam
While Ronan, Adeline, and Abel were at the hospital, Damien found himself pacing back and forth in the living room. He had been trying to contact Anastasia, but now her phone was switched off. She had been keeping him updated on the situation but with no recent word, his worry began to grow.“Dad, Rio is crying,” Maxey said softly, tugging at Damien’s sleeve.Damien turned quickly, his thoughts momentarily interrupted. “Oh…” he muttered, glancing toward the baby.As he turned, he noticed Asher holding Rio in his arms, while gently rocking him. To Damien’s surprise, Asher was singing the lullaby that Anastasia usually sang to soothe the baby. His voice was sweet and homely and before long, Rio’s cries quieted as he drifted off to sleep.Damien smiled faintly at the sight, feeling both pride and heartache.“Dad, when will Mom come home?” Asher asked, his voice filled with worry. “Is everything okay?”Damien ruffled his son’s hair, trying to reassure him. “Everything’s okay, kiddo,” he s
Anna made sure all the exits around the hospital were blocked. She was determined to stop anyone from escaping, especially since she was certain the kidnapper hadn’t left and the missing baby was still inside the building.She didn’t waste any time and searched every corner of the hospital. She checked rooms, hallways, and storage areas, leaving nothing untouched. The guards were also running around, doing their best to find the child, but no one seemed to have any luck.As Anna moved through the hospital, she noticed a nurse heading toward the terrace, holding a cigarette packet. The nurse tried to open the door but found it locked.“That’s strange,” the nurse muttered. “Why is the terrace door locked? It’s never locked.”Anna’s instincts kicked in. Something felt off. She walked up to the door and tried opening it herself, but it wouldn’t budge. The lock was solid and the door wouldn’t move. Without hesitation, she decided to break it open.She hurried downstairs to find something h
On Adeline’s side, Damien called her to come to his place immediately with her son. She was already en route when Ronan sent her an SOS with his location. Her brows furrowed at the odd message, but her heart pounded with unease. When she tried calling him, his phone was switched off.Dropping Rio off at Damien’s place, Adeline wasted no time. With her security team in tow, she headed to the location Ronan had sent. It was a private property on the outskirts of New York. The urgency of the situation made her call Delilah to arrange for a chopper to get her there faster.As they landed, her bodyguards secured the perimeter and began a thorough search of the property. Room by room, they swept through until Adeline finally found Ronan.He was lying on a bed. His body filled with discomfort as a naked woman attempted to climb on him. He was intoxicated but was still trying to push her away. Adeline’s blood boiled at the sight, but she forced herself to keep her calm.“Record this,” she or
Regina couldn’t make sense of what was happening. How could it be Fiona? She had been living here for months and hadn’t even recognized her own mother.“Regina!” Anastasia screamed as Regina stumbled against a table and fell to the ground.Both Anastasia and Fiona rushed to her side, helping her to the sofa.“Are you okay?” Anastasia asked, panic evident in her voice.Dazed, Regina nodded.“You hit the table so hard! And you are heavily pregnant. I’m not taking any chances,” Anastasia said, her fear mounting.“Anna, I’m fine,” Regina reassured her.But Anastasia didn’t listen. She quickly called Damien. “Please come to Regina and Abel’s place right away. And increase security around our house.”“Is everything alright?” Damien asked, his concern clear.“Damien, my mom is alive. She is here with me. I need you to come over and make sure she is safe while I look after Regina,” Anastasia said, her voice trembling. “Please, hurry.”When Damien arrived, he was stunned to see Fiona. Anastasi
Abel’s voice over the call was filled with concern. “Hey, Anastasia. Can you please check on Regina for me? I’m out of state for a meeting. She is not answering my calls, and my housekeeper is on leave.”There was a pause before he added, almost apologetically, “I know it is asking a lot, but I’m really getting stressed about her.”Anastasia’s tone was calm and reassuring. “It is not a big deal, Abel. I will go check on her.”“Thank you. I really appreciate it. I have to get back. I called you in the middle of a meeting,” he said hurriedly before ending the call.Anastasia smiled softly after hanging up. Lately, Abel had become incredibly attentive and caring toward Regina. With her due date approaching, it was natural for him to worry, especially when she didn’t pick up the phone. She admired how much effort he was putting into making sure Regina felt supported.“Maxey,” Anastasia called out, intending to get her youngest to join her.Instead of Ashton, Asher appeared in the doorway
Damien and Anastasia lay tangled under the sheet as the afterglow of their passionate love-making session still lingered. He pressed a gentle kiss to the smooth curve of her shoulder and a quiet hum of satisfaction left her lips in response.“Who knew that kids making love would be such an adventure,” Anastasia murmured, her voice filled with exhaustion.Damien chuckled. “I hope for a decade none of them discover sex.”Anastasia rolled her eyes. “Come on, let’s not forget about us. We started pretty early. Thank God our parents never knew.”Damien’s grin was mischievous as he pulled her in for a slow kiss. “I missed you all day,” he whispered. Anastasia smirked, “Oh yeah? I heard the laughter downstairs. I know you were having fun with the boys. Did you even have the chance to miss me?”It warmed her heart to no end that their lives had changed for the better and now it was filled with so much love. This was the family that she never knew she needed. But now that she had it, everythi
As Mrs. Luna served Asher’s breakfast, it was noticeably different from everyone else’s. Since Asher loved animals so much that he couldn’t bear the thought of eating meat, the family wholeheartedly respected his choice and ensured he was only served vegetarian meals.“Jellybean, your dad told me about your plans for the day. Are you excited?” Anastasia asked with a warm smile.“Yeah,” Asher replied, though his tone carried a mix of emotions. Glancing at his younger brother, he added, “Maxey isn’t learning to ride a bicycle?”“Nope!” Ashton grinned cheekily. “I asked Mommy if I could skip it, and she said yes.”Asher turned toward Damien with a frown. “That’s not fair!”Damien shrugged with a smirk. “Sorry, buddy. He pulled the Mommy card today, and you know how it is, she is the boss.”Asher rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed.Anastasia leaned in, her tone encouraging. “I know by the end of the day, you will be riding like a pro. We are all rooting for you.”Breakfast was casual an
Many times, blood does not define relationships. Anastasia understood this better than anyone, and now Damien was living this truth as well.When Asher and Ashton were brought to their new home, they were awestruck. It took them an entire month to come to terms with the reality of their new life. Accepting Anastasia and Damien as their parents wasn’t easy, but all four of them were working hard to build a family together.It was the weekend. The boys had recently been enrolled in a new school and adjusting to the fast-paced curriculum of an international private school had been challenging for them. However, their parents were fully committed to helping them succeed.Despite it being a holiday, Damien woke the kids up early.Asher, the older of the two, groaned. “Do I really have to get up?”Though he was respectful to Anastasia and Damien, Asher had a frosty demeanour—his coldness rivalled that of Antarctica.“Yes, you do,” Damien said firmly. “We agreed that today you would learn ho