“You're the boss' cousin, Mr. Edwin. You do it. It would be harder for him to kill you than me.” Shane refused. Even though his boss is just standing there, Shane was smart enough to know that it was stupid to interrupt him, given that murderous air that was surrounding him. Damien might really kill before realizing that it was him but Edwin was different.Edwin looked at Shane and let out another sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. If his brother didn’t act soon, Eva was going to break right in front of him. And knowing her background as George Black's granddaughter, no less—that could end in catastrophe. Much worse, there is a man who trained and treated Eva like his own daughter standing right there and he is none other than her uncle, Raphael Black. If she cried and ran to her grandfather, the consequences could be dire.‘This is what happens when you have to experience being in a relationship. You could cause a misunderstanding with just this simple act. And I have to be the
She blinked up at him, her vision blurry. “I’m fine,” she whispered, though it was a lie she could barely convince herself of. She was anything but fine. Her head swam, her body screamed in protest, and the emotional toll was heavier than she could bear.“Stop being stubborn,” Damien growled with a frown, his voice tinged with both frustration and fear. He gently lifted her, one arm under her knees and the other supporting her back. Despite her protests, she was too weak to resist. As he held her close, her head resting against his chest, the world around her began to blur into nothingness.His heart pounded in his chest as he carried her through the warehouse, the remnants of the battle still fresh around them. His men, who had stormed in behind him, were now sweeping the area, clearing bodies and securing the perimeter. Damien barely noticed them. His focus was solely on the woman in his arms, the one he had feared losing. He even forgot that Rapheal was standing there as the middle
……………The drive felt like an eternity, though it was barely twenty minutes before they arrived at one of the best hospitals in California. The moment the car stopped, Damien was out, scooping Eva into his arms once more. Medical staff, already alerted by his men, rushed to meet him at the entrance, leading him to a private room without hesitation.The doctors worked quickly, assessing her wounds and setting up IVs to replenish the blood she had lost. Damien stood outside the room, his jaw clenched, his arms crossed tightly over his chest as he watched them work. He hated feeling powerless. Hated that there was nothing he could do but stand and wait.After what felt like hours, the doctors finished stabilizing her condition. One of them walked out of the room and approached Damien cautiously, well aware of the man’s reputation. “Mr. Cross, the miss you brought in had been stabilized. She’s lost a significant amount of blood, but she’ll recover with rest. Though she has sustained some
George leaned back on his chair with a complicated expression on his face. It was obvious that he was going through a series of things at the moment that he couldn't explain.“I want you to find out who is the person that did this to my granddaughter.” George instructed." I'm already on it before you tell me, father.” Raphael smugly answered, making George arc a brow at him." You arrogant son….. Which hospital did that second arrogant punk take my granddaughter to? I've been calling him but he chose to ignore my calls.” George asked,. deciding that getting into an argument with Raphael is not important.“I don't know where he took Eva to because I didn't have any men follow them. So if you want to know where they are, then wait until Damien Cross answers your call.” Raphael casually replied as he reached for his coffee again."What?! Why did you let that Damon Cross take my granddaughter without having our men follow them?! I can't reach that brat because he is ignoring me. Quick, f
---A week trickled by, and Eva remained in deep, unmoving sleep.Why hasn’t she woken up?!Damien’s frustration was spiraling into desperation. He moved restlessly around her hospital room, back and forth in an endless loop that wore tracks into the sterile tile floor. Shadows from the bright, clinical lights cast deep lines on his face, making his fatigue painfully visible. Each lap around the room sharpened his anger and fear, simmering dangerously beneath his rigid composure.He gritted his teeth, jaw clenching as the sterile, unmistakable scent of disinfectant hung in the air, scratching at his nerves. This place—he hated it. Hospitals felt like death traps, filled with ghosts of the sick and the wounded. And worse, this was the second time he’d found himself pacing like this, in just this setting, all because someone had hurt her.Two times. Twice, he’d arrived too late. Twice, she had been caught vulnerable in the crossfire.His hand raked through his hair once more, but it onl
Two and a half weeks later.Beep.Beep.Beep.The rhythmic beeping sound filled Eva’s mind, scratching at her patience. She groaned softly, frustration and irritation building as the relentless sound drilled into her thoughts.‘Why can’t it shut up?! How Annoying!’ Her hand moved slightly, but even that small action pulled a wince from her as pain flared through her muscles. Her body felt as though it had been shattered and pieced back together, each limb screaming with the memory of trauma. Her head throbbed, a dull, relentless ache that only worsened as she stirred.Suddenly, she heard a loud crash in the background. The sound jolted her, heightening her awareness of her surroundings. Someone had slammed something, perhaps a table or chair, against the wall. Shuffling followed, then a low, furious voice, sharp and menacing.“It’s been three weeks, and you still haven’t stabilized her condition? How incompetent and useless,” Damien’s voice thundered, dangerous and animalistic, more l
Eva’s own gaze shifted to him, taking in his disheveled appearance. The usually composed, immaculate man she knew was gone, replaced by someone raw and broken. His suit was wrinkled, his hair wild and unkempt, his face carrying the haunted look of sleepless nights and endless worry. She’d never seen him so unguarded, so utterly vulnerable.Slowly, she shifted in bed, a faint discomfort creeping into her as she looked past Damien to the others. Nathalia, her normally bubbly friend, looked crushed by emotion. Edwin stood off to the side, watching the scene unfold with a faint air of detachment, his gaze flicking between her and his brother as if gauging his reaction.“G-good morning.” Eva’s voice was barely a whisper, reminding them all she was truly awake.“Oh, Eva…” Nathalia choked on a sob, practically running toward the bed, her arms spread wide for a hug. “It’s two in the afternoon,” she added, laughter and tears mingling in her words as she reached for her friend.“I’m so glad you
Edwin rolled his eyes, staring down at her. “I’m older than you, Nathy. Whether he asked me or not, you still have to go.”Nathalia turned and glared back at him without saying anything, but it was obvious that she was stubbornly standing her ground.Eric let out a sigh and decided to put an end to the petty argument between both siblings. Did they not realize the boss’s woman had just woken up?“I’ll get it,” He said, stepping out to fetch the cup of water that had started the entire argument.A moment later, the door opened and Eric returned with a cup, filled to the brim with water. He walked past the two siblings and walked towards Damien before handing the cup to Damien. “The dispenser was literally right outside the door,” He muttered, rolling his eyes as he glanced at both Edwin and Nathalia. With how much they’d argued, one might think it had been miles away.Nathalia who clearly heard Shane pouted and ignored him. Her focus was turned back to her friend and when she glance
Kai leaned back in his sleek office chair, sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Elite Entertainment’s Miami headquarters. His phone buzzed, and the name “Mr. Carl” flashed across the screen. Sighing, he answered the call, already bracing himself for what was to come.“Kai speaking,” he said curtly.“Good afternoon, Mr. Breaker,” Came Mr. Carl’s smooth and measured voice. “I appreciate you taking my call. I wanted to discuss a matter concerning Evangeline.”Kai’s posture straightened slightly, his instincts immediately alert. “What about her?”“Well,” Mr. Carl began, his tone calculated, “as you’re aware, Christine Carter has been facing some challenges following her recent scandal. While BTG industry has done its best to contain the fallout, her reputation has not fully recovered. This has raised concerns for us at HB Industry, given her collaboration contract with us.”Kai’s eyes narrowed. He said nothing, letting Mr. Carl dig his own grave.“To address this,” M
---The next morning, the media was ablaze with photos of their romantic outing. Paparazzi had captured them at the amusement park, painting them as the ultimate power couple. In every image, Damien’s protective nature was evident—his arm firmly around Eva, his gaze never straying far from her.The headlines praised their chemistry, their undeniable connection. While most media outlets dared not mention Eva’s past, a few foolishly brought up her previous engagement to Mark and unearthed unflattering photos from years ago.Damien was swift in his retaliation. The companies responsible were swiftly dismantled, their employees blacklisted, and the malicious articles erased from existence. His actions sent a clear message: any attack on Eva would be met with swift and merciless consequences.Unaware of the media frenzy, Eva woke up to a flood of messages. Most were from her estranged family, whose sudden interest in her life only deepened her disdain.[Mistress]: Ungrateful child! Why did
Her words seemed to shatter the last of his control. Damien’s movements became more deliberate, his hands exploring her body with a confidence that left her breathless. She felt the heat of his touch through the thin fabric of her dress, and when his lips found the sensitive spot at the base of her throat, a soft moan escaped her.The tension between them built with every touch, every kiss, until it was almost unbearable. Damien’s hands found the straps of her dress, and he slid them down her shoulders, his lips following the path they left behind. She felt vulnerable yet safe under his gaze, the intensity in his eyes making her feel like the most precious thing in the world.Just as they reached the point of no return, the shrill sound of Damien’s phone shattered the moment. He froze, his forehead resting against hers as he let out a frustrated groan. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he muttered, his voice filled with irritation.Eva couldn’t help but laugh softly, her cheeks flushed a
She trembled at his words, their certainty sending a ripple through her. He spoke with such confidence, so assured that she would stay by his side for the rest of their lives, and to her surprise, she found comfort in it. There was something deeply reassuring about his unwavering resolve, about knowing he was the kind of man who would cross oceans and move mountains to keep her close—even if it meant chasing her to the ends of the earth just to bring her back."I never intended to run," she whispered, her voice soft but resolute. Her words made his heart race. He tightened his arms around her, unwilling to let go.Eva remained nestled against Damien’s chest, her breath steadying as his strong arms cocooned her in warmth. For a moment, the world around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them in the magical ambiance he had created. The distant hum of the city and the lingering scent of roses faded into the background, replaced by the quiet, steady rhythm of his heartbeat
Okay, now remove your hands."Eva hesitated for a moment before doing as Damien instructed. When she opened her eyes, confusion flickered across her face. Darkness engulfed her entirely, so thick she could barely make out his silhouette ahead of her."What's going on—"Her words faltered as Damien pressed a button. In an instant, the oppressive darkness was replaced with a breathtaking display of shimmering lights.The scenery before her was magical, like something out of a dream. Majestic archways adorned with twinkling lights stretched as far as her eyes could see. Each arch was intricately designed with delicate white metalwork, interwoven with clusters of vibrant flowers. Fairy lights danced across the vivid blooms, their colors blending into a mesmerizing spectrum. String lights cascaded above them, adding to the enchantment.Her gaze drifted downward, and her breath caught. The ground was a carpet of roses—red, white, and pink—arranged in a heart-shaped pattern so intricate it s
Suspicious, Eva pulled out her phone and opened the camera. Her eyes widened in horror when she saw the glaring red marks on her neck—two perfectly visible hickeys."You!" she gasped, smacking Damien’s arm as he burst into laughter."You… you…!" she stammered, completely flustered. Her thoughts raced in a whirlwind of panic. ‘Oh my goodness! Has it been there this whole time? Is that why people kept staring at me?!’"It’s not funny!" she scolded, now using her purse to hit him, much to the amusement of his bodyguards."If it makes you feel better, you can leave some on me too," Damien teased, winking playfully. She retaliated by swatting at him repeatedly, but he was far too amused by her adorable expression to take her seriously. The mere thought of her leaving a mark on him filled him with excitement, his eyes glinting with anticipation and unspoken hopes."You wish!" she snapped, instantly crushing his hopes, though his smirk only deepened."Careful what you wish for," he murmured,
After the haunted house, Eva eagerly dragged Damien from one ride to another—towering roller coasters, spinning swings, and even a few kiddie rides. For her sake, Damien endured the sweltering heat and the endless lines. He’d thought a regular FastPass was fine, but Eva insisted they live like “normal” people for the day.He glanced at her flushed cheeks and noticed her eyes drooping slightly from the heat. With a sharp flick of his wrist, his bodyguards stepped forward. One handed him a hat while the other awaited further instructions."Get iced drinks," Damien ordered, placing the hat gently on Eva’s head.Her curious eyes peeked up at him, and she began to speak, but he cut her off with a sigh. "You're overexerting yourself, silly." Pulling out a pristine handkerchief, he wiped the beads of sweat forming on her forehead with surprising tenderness."But it’s so much fun…" Eva mumbled, reaching for his arm. To her dismay, he dodged her touch at first, only to surprise her by intertwi
Before she could respond, he kissed her with a fierce urgency, his lips claiming hers with an intensity that left her breathless. His mouth was rough and demanding, pulling her closer, but there was also an undeniable sweetness in the way he tasted her. Despite the forceful kiss, a warmth spread through her, igniting a growing heat within her body.A sharp gasp escaped her when he nipped at her bottom lip, the sudden sting quickly soothed by his tongue, the tenderness of his touch both punishing and soothing in equal measure. His kiss deepened, and as promised, her mind spiraled into blankness, consumed by the sensation of his lips on hers. His hand slid behind her, giving her a gentle but possessive squeeze that made her heart race.The soft sound of her breath hitched as he continued, kissing her mercilessly until her lips were tender and swollen. Her legs were barely holding her up, but he was there, steadying her, marking her with every kiss, every touch. When he finally pulled aw
“Don’t worry, Big Boss. If you’re scared, you can always hide behind me!” Eva smirked, seizing the rare opportunity to tease Damien. When she saw his face darken, the corners of his mouth pulling down into a displeased frown, her laughter bubbled out uncontrollably. The sound was like a melody that softened his rigid expression, a faint smile threatening to break through.“Oh, and here—” she extended her hand toward him, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “You can hold my hand too. Don’t worry, dear prince, This knight will protect you.”Her challenge was met immediately as Damien grabbed her hand, his firm grip tugging her toward him. He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, his voice low and husky, “Teasing me like this won’t end well for you.”Eva’s stomach flipped at the sensation of his breath on her skin, but she refused to give in. Smirking, she countered, “Not before I teach you who’s in charge today.” She was amused that, even though he was clearly scared, he