Adeline and Austin are the permanent characters of the story along with Ronan and ABel...
“Where is Adeline?” Austin asked. “I have been calling her and she is not taking my call.”Anastasia shook her head in helplessness. Ah, Adeline. The trouble maker. She wondered what trouble the girl might have created again. When Austin became successful, Adeline knew that she had no pressure to do well in school. Austin was three years older than her and one day she announced that she was moving to France to achieve her dream of becoming a model. Both Anastasia and Austin were shocked to hear that she had such a dream because Adeline never talked about it. In the end, Adeline told them that she sucked in school and she had no talent to survive in this world. The only thing that she possessed was beauty. Extraordinary beauty and she would rather use it. Three years in Paris and Adeline became a model. Not a runway model but a commercial model. Adeline Kingsley is a well known celebrity not just in Europe but in the entire world with more than fifty million followers on social media
Back at the mansion, it was dinner time. Anastasia was there to have a meal with Damien, and after that, she had to go to meet Austin. She needed a way to tell him that she would be leaving home at this time for an important meeting. Meanwhile, he was curious about how she managed to get A&A Fashion House behind her back. They were one of the biggest fashion and jewelry brands in Europe and were now rapidly expanding in North America. It was not easy for a no name artist to represent them. He always knew that she had some tricks upto her sleeves but what are they. She said, “I have a meeting soon. I need to go out.”He did not ask her where she was having such late night meeting. He nodded and asked about the matter that was pressing on his mind. “You submitted the application.”She said, “Yes, I did.” After a while, she could not help but asked him, “Damien, do you also think like others that I am doing this to gain your attention and unnecessarily fight with Regina or sabotage he
As Anna was leaving, Mrs Luna handed her a key and said, "Master wants you to keep the car."Anna was really surprised to hear that and she asked, "He is giving me his car?"After everything, she did not know that he would give him a car. It was not that he was stingy but he did not care for her. Knowing that he took a step ahead in her direction made her feel so many things at once. Mrs Luna nodded at the girl who was dazed to assure her that it was true. Anna quickly grabbed the car keys and ran outside where Damien's Rolls Royce was parked. She laughed and grinned as she opened the door and slipped inside but not before yelling, "My husband is the best in the whole wide world!" She really loved the car! Not because it was expensive but because it was his favourite car and he did not like to share it. Inside his room, Damien muttered, "Materialistic girl! How can she be so happy over something so fleeting and materialistic?"His phone rang after some time and it was Abel who was c
From behind him, Ronan’s voice broke the tension. "You were actually thinking of trusting her, weren't you?" He smirked, continuing, "Damien, you need to open your eyes. Regina is right here and has always has been there for you. She is the one who loves you truly and yet you keep ignoring her. Do you know how much you are hurting Regina? She stayed by your side when Anastasia left you and this is how you repay her?”Abel who had been standing next to Ronan turned with a glare. "Ronan, stop poisoning his mind. Damien knows what he wants. And for heaven's sake, stop trying to push Regina onto him every chance you get."Ronan scoffed, shaking his head. "Anastasia Spencer is nothing but trouble. She is a liar and a cheat. Look at her! Flirting with another man just after professing her love for Damien! She is no good, Damien! Regina said you broke off your engagement because of Anastasia, and now look how she is cosying up to someone else. Regina is a saint compared to that slut—"Before
Anna looked down at Adeline who was clinging to her like a child. "What's wrong with you?" she asked, her voice was full of affection.Adeline's eyes were filled with concern after she had a couple of drinks. "Babe, are you really sure about this Damien guy?" she said. "Do you have to be his wife? Look, I can take care of you for the rest of your life. I have a house, and some money in the bank and I will make sure you are comfortable. You don’t need to do anything. You can just be a beautiful salted fish. I will raise you!"Austin chuckled from the other side of the table. "If it were up to her, she would probably marry you herself, Anna."Anna laughed, pushing Adeline away playfully. "Go away! I’m someone’s wife now."Adeline pouted dramatically. "Why would I marry her? I already have a prince of my dreams!"Anna sighed, rolling her eyes. "Oh, Adeline. You have never even met that prince. Either meet your mysterious online friend or block him. Honestly, if he doesn’t want to see you
Damien was sitting at the dining table, the morning sun casting a warm glow over him as he focused on his breakfast. He heard the sound of soft footsteps and a few moments later, Anna entered.“Sorry, I got late,” she said, a small smile playing on her lips.Damien just nodded in response, not lifting his gaze from his plate.Anna tried to initiate conversation "Thank you for the car. I like it very much."Damien nodded again. Anna hesitated before speaking again as if trying to find the right moment. “I have something to tell you.”But before she could say more, a voice interrupted them. It was neither Damien nor Anna who spoke. “What’s for breakfast?” asked Adeline, yawning as she sat down in the seat next to Anna, her hair were tousled and eyes were half-closed from sleep.Damien looked up with his eyes narrowing as he recognized the woman from last night. It was the same person who had punched Ronan and had given him that hopeless disappointed look.“She is my friend,” Anna expla
“Damien?” Anna knocked softly on Damien’s door. She seemed to have something on her mind that she wanted to express to him. “Yes?” came his reply from the other side. She walked inside his room as she saw him sitting on his desk and holding files in his hand. “Um… I’m going to London tomorrow,” she informed him, her voice was little uncertain.He furrowed his brows. “Suddenly?”“It’s important,” she whispered, not offering more explanation.Damien's tone remained practical. “The competition is in five days. Can you manage it?”“I will be back soon,” Anna assured him.“You know what’s best for you,” Damien said, though there was a hint of curiosity behind his words. Of course, he wanted to know why she was going to London just a few days before the important contest. He was certain that whatever was happening in her life was important than the contest. “Damien?” she called his name again, the tone softer this time.He blinked as he sensed there was more she wanted to say but hesitati
Damien shook his head. He could not be hung on his past. It has passed and he was at a very good place in life. “Jack booked the hotel,” Damien mentioned. Anna shook her head. “No, we can’t stay in a hotel,” she insisted. “I will drive us to our destination.”Damien didn’t argue with her over the plan. He had come here because she had asked him to. She seemed to know what she was doing and he trusted her with whatever was going on. After working nonstop throughout the flight, exhaustion was starting to set in. He closed his eyes as Anna took the car, dismissing the driver. The rhythmic hum of the road beneath them and the pitter-patter of rain on the windows lulled him into a light sleep. After an hour’s drive, Anna pulled the car over to a small bungalow which was situated in a semi-countryside area just outside the city. Damien glanced around as he saw the quiet and isolated place standing in clear contrast to the bustling London he had remembered. It was late and the night air
After Crystal left, Regina turned to Giovanni. “How do you know the Hawthorne family?”Giovanni leaned back, his tone casual and warm. “Crystal’s mother-in-law is the sister of Gideon’s grandmother. The two families are very close. They adore Gideon, so I ended up getting close to them, too.” He paused, then added, “Don’t worry about the patient. The Hawthornes have the best doctors. She will be as good as new.”Meanwhile, Limpy limped toward Claire, his face pale as he delivered the news. “Madam, the place was blasted.”He was so scared of Claire while delivering this news. He would not be shocked if she killed him. Fiona was her ace and now she lost it. She would die with grief and rage. “What do you mean?” Claire’s voice was sharp with confusion. She was not ready to accept the truth. Limpy stuttered, visibly shaken. “There was a fight between two families... our place, along with many others, was blown up. There is nothing left.”Claire’s eyes narrowed as she grabbed Limpy by th
The person kept muttering, “Mum… Mum…” in a frail and broken voice.“Should we kill it?” the man asked, his face twisting in disgust. “This…thing is too revolting to even look at.”Regina’s expression hardened as she shook her head. “No. Take it with us. Make sure there is no trace we were ever here.”“This person…” the man hesitated. “It will be a liability. If anyone finds out—”Regina’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Actually, I’m looking forward to this kind of trouble.”Once they were outside, the person was bundled in layers of cloth to keep her hidden. Regina pulled out her phone and made a call. “Ronan, it’s Regina. I need your help.”A week later...Regina stood in a big bouse, facing the person who had helped her when she needed it the most as her expression full of gratitude. “Thank you so much for everything,” she said softly.The woman smiled warmly. “Come on, Regina. I like you. Of course, I would help.”Regina’s eyes softened. “Even with the risks, you still stepped in.
“Miss!”“We found the location!”Regina stood at the beach, her gaze fixed on the horizon as the words she had been waiting for finally reached her ears. For the past week, she had tasked people with keeping an eye on her mother. Although she was angry with her, it didn’t mean she hated her. Her frustration stemmed from her mother’s constant interference in her life, not from a lack of love.What troubled her even more was the mystery of where her mother was getting those sketches. At first, she suspected her teacher might be helping, but over time, she began to notice inconsistencies. The designs clearly weren’t her teacher’s work. Regina vividly recalled the day her teacher subtly hinted that someone else was behind the designs.The scandal that followed unearthed even more questions. While critics tore her apart for copying, a few respected figures in the industry made a startling observation like her work bore an uncanny resemblance to the designs of the legendary Faye. But how co
Damien sat in a café, checking his watch. He had been waiting for half an hour when the door finally opened. A tall, striking woman walked in and as soon as she saw him, her face lit up. She walked over and hugged him.“How are you, Damien?” she asked with a confident smile. The woman was stunning, strong and intimidating with an air of mystery. She wore a dress with a low back, showing off a large phoenix tattoo. The tattoo gave her an untouchable aura, like she had risen from something difficult, carrying a story only she knew, a story which with hints of sadness.“I’m doing well, Gia,” Damien replied. “And you?”Giovanna laughed lightly as her tone was calm. “What could possibly happen to me?”“Right…” Damien said. Then he asked, “How is Gideon?”The mention of the boy made her expression soften instantly. “Gideon is doing great,” she said, a warm smile appearing on her face.Damien nodded, relieved. He thought back to her past about the struggles she had endured. Ten years ago,
“Did you do something?” Anastasia asked, her eyes narrowing slightly as she observed Abel. She was currently in Damien’s office where she was planning to surprise him after her long day at work. She hadn’t expected to find out he was away for an important meeting and wouldn’t return until the evening. Since she was too tired to head home immediately, she decided to rest in his office and wait for him. But she hadn’t anticipated Abel walking in and looking like he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. He looked so miserable that she could not ignore him. Abel froze momentarily at her question before attempting to brush it off. “Why would you think I did something?”He tried to appear casual but the misery on his face betrayed him. His usual funny and naighty demeanor was nowhere to be found.Anastasia tilted her head as a playful smile tugging at her lips. “Hmm. Let me think…” she mused dramatically before adding, “Maybe because you reek of guilt. It is written all over y
Damien studied him for a moment before speaking. “I’m going to ask you something, and I need you to be honest with me. Can you do that?” Ronan opened his eyes, hesitant, but eventually nodded. “Do you love Regina? Not as a friend, but as a romantic partner?” Damien’s tone was firm and curious. “What?” Ronan looked startled. “Be honest, Ronan.” Ronan was quick to respond, his voice firm and sincere. “I don’t! I don’t see her that way at all. She is like the sister I never had. A little sister. I love her a lot, but not romantically.” He paused, his voice softening. “But she means the world to me. She has been there for me through everything, good and bad. She is someone I share my heart and soul with. Damien, I don’t love her as a romantic partner, but she is still my soulmate. I know it sounds strange, but it’s the truth.” Damien tilted his head while being intrigued. “If you marry someone in the future, how will you fit Regina into that dynamic?” Ronan met his gaze whi
Damien arrived at an abandoned property on the outskirts of town. The place looked abandoned, the kind of place one would pass without a second glance. He walked up to the door and rang the bell. Once. Twice. Ten times. Finally, the door creaked open, revealing a dishevelled Ronan. “You look like shit,” Damien said, tossing a bottle of whiskey to him. Ronan caught it instinctively and rasped, “What are you doing here?” “Came to find you, asshole,” Damien replied, brushing past him to step inside. Oh, the inside of the house was not as bad as the inside. Someone had made it livable. Ronan, too exhausted to argue, stared at the bottle in his hands. “Are you gonna drink this?” Damien rolled his eyes. “Anna would kill me first before diabetes would kill me, if I did drink it.” Ronan chuckled dryly and asked, “Why are you so scared of your girlfriend?” Damien smirked. “Actually, she is my wife.” Ronan blinked, his momentary exhaustion was replaced by shock. “What… when? How
Mr. Arnello slammed his hand against the table, crashing the decorations to the floor. He was so angry and Delilah, who was used to his anger, did not flinch. “How dare she!” he roared, his fury directed at Anastasia Spencer and her father. The thought of being humiliated and forced to pay five million because of them burned like acid in his chest. “That crippled old man and his brat of a daughter, unbelievable!” “Matt!” Delilah’s voice cut through his tirade. He turned to her, his face twisted with anger. “Did you see what happened today?” “I did,” she said firmly, crossing her arms. “And maybe if you weren’t so biased, you would see the bigger picture too!” Matteo’s jaw clenched. “That little Spencer girl—” he began, his voice was a venomous snarl. “How dare she cause a rift between our families! She—” The shrill ring of the home phone interrupted him. Delilah moved to answer it, her face paled slightly as she listened to the voice on the other end. “Matt,” she said, ha
Back at Damien’s mansionWhen Damien arrived home, the house felt unusually quiet. Neither his wife nor Adeline was there. Mrs. Luna informed him that Anastasia hadn’t returned from the office yet, and Adeline had gone out for work. Left alone, he decided to head to the gym, where he found Caleb practicing the moves he had taught him during their last session.Atleast, someone was home. “Hey, buddy. When did you get here?” Damien asked, his voice warm. He had grown so accustomed to Caleb’s presence in his home that, without realizing it, he had embraced the role of a father figure. Caleb, for his part, already saw Anastasia as a mother. Finally, Caleb was keeping the fences around his heart down and letting these two people come inside. “I came after school,” Caleb replied with a shrug. “I missed you guys.” Damien suppressed a smile and nodded. “Alright, let’s practice some more.” As they worked out, Caleb paused and asked, “When will Anna and Addy be back?” Damien sighed, wi