Brenda was enjoying her breakfast, sipping on her coffee while scrolling through her phone when she heard Damien’s bedroom door creak open, then footsteps approaching. She looked up to see Damien emerging from his room with a couple of duffel bags and his men trailing behind him.“Good morning, Brenda,” Damien said with a smile as he made his way to the kitchen. “I’m heading out on a trip. Just thought I’d let you know.”“Make sure everything is ready,” Damien turned to order his men outside. He then handed his briefcase to his driver before walking back to the door where Brenda stood.Brenda was taken aback by Damien’s sudden announcement. It was unlike him to inform her of his plans, especially in such a casual manner. She was surprised that Damien was even telling her about his trip. Normally, he just left the house without any announcement and returned whenever he wished. But now, he was even telling her how long he would be away. But she couldn’t help feeling a sense of relief wa
In the following weeks, Brenda and Alfred resumed their spark. They spent time together and a lot, hanging out every weekend and almost every other day of the week. She gradually began to fall deeply for Alfred, he was always nice to her and so caring. It had been a while since Brenda have someone like that in her life so she began to get lost in the moment. Today, Brenda had convinced the guard on duty again and had left the house to go see Alfred. Now she was back home late and she entered the house through the back gate. She had managed to sneak out with the help of the guard, who she had been able to persuade with sweet words and a bit of cash. Her heart pounded as she tiptoed towards her room, hoping to make it there undetected. But the creak of the floorboard gave her away, and she froze as she heard a voice behind her.“Stop right there!” he ordered. Damien was quick to notice her movements.Brenda halted in her tracks, slowly turning around to face her husband. She saw the ang
Brenda’s heart raced as she watched Damien’s eyes narrow in on her. She knew that he had seen through her lies, and she could see the anger in his eyes. It was then that she realized how much trouble she was in, and how much she had put her family in danger. She stood before Damien, her heart pounding with fear. She had lied to him about meeting a stranger in a bar, and now she could see the anger in his eyes. She knew that he would do anything to protect his interest, even if it meant harming her own family.“You’re lying to me, Brenda,” Damien said, his voice low and menacing. “I can see it in your eyes. Who did you meet in that bar?”Brenda took a deep breath, knowing that she had no choice but to tell the truth. “Okay, okay, I’ll tell you everything, just let them go please.”“Well I’m listening then.”“His name is Alfred,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “We’ve been seeing each other ever since.”Damien’s eyes widened with fury, his face twisted in anger, and he deman
Brenda stood frozen in fear, Damien’s hand had collided with her cheek, leaving a stinging sensation that echoed through the room. She wanted to scream, to retaliate, but something inside her told her to keep quiet. Brenda needed to get out of the house, she needed to go to school. She had a test that afternoon, and she couldn’t afford to miss it. She ignored her instinct anyway and walked out of the room too. Brenda wanted to let Damien know what she had in mind, but she knew that she had to tread carefully, for one wrong move could mean another slap or worse.Brenda followed Damien, their footsteps echoing through the hallway. “Damien, I’m tired of this,” she began, her voice shaking with anger. “I’m tired of the way you treat me, like I’m some kind of possession. I have feelings, Damien. I have needs.”Damien turned to face her, his eyes blazing with fury. “Shut up, Brenda. You know you deserve that slap. How dare you cheat on me with that Alfred guy? You’re lucky I don’t kill you
Brenda had been feeling trapped for days now. Damien still forbade her from leaving the house, but at least he had stopped locking her up in her room. She was free to move around the house, but only within its four walls. And while Damien had changed the guards on duty and given them strict instructions to keep Brenda from leaving, she had given up on trying to escape. It was clear that Damien had the power to control her every move, and she was resigned to spending the rest of her days in this luxurious prison.But today was different. Brenda woke up with a sense of enthusiasm she hadn’t felt in a long time. She decided to bake some cookies, something she hadn’t done in years. She entered the kitchen and started to prepare everything, humming a tune. As she worked, the house was filled with the delicious aroma of freshly baked cookies.Damien had been holed up in his office for hours, working on a deal that could make or break his father’s empire. When he finally emerged, he walked s
Damien and Oscar sat at the mini bar, watching the baseball game on the TV while sipping their drinks. Damien’s frustration was palpable, and Oscar could tell something was bothering him.“What’s on your mind, Damien?” Oscar asked, pouring himself another glass of whiskey.“It’s my father,” Damien said, his tone heavy with irritation. “He’s been delaying handing over the empire to me for months now. I’ve been waiting my whole life for this, and he keeps pushing me aside.”“I understand how you feel,” Oscar said, nodding. “But you have to be patient. You don’t want to lose everything because you couldn’t wait a little longer.”Damien scoffed. “It’s my birthright, Oscar. I shouldn’t have to wait for it.”“I know, I know,” Oscar said, holding up his hands. “But sometimes, things don’t happen as quickly as we want them to. Just try and be patient, okay?”Damien sighed and took a long swig of his drink. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”The two friends continued to talk for a while, but the co
As Damien stepped out of Oscar’s bar, he fished out the keys to his sleek black car. He fumed as he got into the driver’s seat, his mind replaying the confrontation with Alfred. The thought of Brenda hanging around with his rival sent him into a rage, and he knew he had to deal with the situation. He turned the Ignition and was about to drive off when his phone rang. He hesitated for a few seconds before answering it.“Hello?” Damien barked.“Boss, we’ve got a situation,” a voice on the other end said.“What situation?” Damien asked impatiently.“One of your workers has stolen from you,” the voice replied.Damien’s anger surged. He hated thieves more than anything, and he knew he had to handle the situation personally.“I’ll be there in ten minutes,” he growled, ending the call.Damien arrived at the warehouse where the stolen goods were kept, and he stormed in. His men were gathered around, looking nervous.“Who’s the thief?” Damien demanded.One of his men stepped forward and pointe
Brenda woke up to a quiet morning with a heavy heart and a throbbing headache. The house was silent except for the sound of the birds chirping outside. The sunlight filtering through the curtains was too bright for her, and the chirping birds outside only served to amplify her misery. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, her mind still heavy from yesterday. She had cried herself to sleep last night, her tears leaving streaks on her pillow. Brenda couldn’t believe that she had asked for a divorce, she had thought it would make Damien change his ways, but now she realized it was a mistake. She had never thought it would actually come to this.The thought of ending her marriage was terrifying, but the thought of staying in a loveless relationship was even worse. As she lay there, feeling sorry for herself, Brenda promised herself that she would go through with the divorce. She needed to start over and find someone who would truly love and appreciate her.She sat up in bed and pu