Long after his mother left the company premises, Damian stared hard and long into nothingness. He felt numb, like an empty vessel lying motionless in space. Nothing, he could not explain the desolate feeling that enveloped him. He did not want to believe that he was this way because of Olivia’s sudden departure from his life. No, that can’t be. He could not feel this gloomy because a person as insignificant as his ex-wife took a bow out of his life. Or could he?Shame stung him and he slouched, feeling defeated. What has he done? He grabbed his phone after a few minutes ticked by and scrolled through, finding a piece of his wife. Just her contact details and the text messages that she had sent in the past, where she reminded him to eat and other ordinary things were left… they were not as ordinary as he had thought anymore, Damian stared at each letter like he was engraving them in his mind. Damian stroked the numbers on his phone when he was done shuffling between each message. T
Dusk set in and Damian rose from the seat in his study, after neatly placing his paperwork by a side on the table. He was composed now, and aside from the momentary clenching of his jaw, no one would suspect that he had been involved in a fight earlier.He walked to the window and stood for a long time, watching nothing in particular. He could see the city and the way the buildings were expertly arranged. Suddenly, Olivia’s face floated into his memory and he shut his eyes, praying for it to go while wishing that it lingered. His breath turned raspy and his heart rate increased. He could not tell where this strange feeling was coming from. He could not decipher if it was anxiety that he felt, or anger… Anger, that should be it, he thought.He was mad at himself for feeling this way, flushed, jittery, nervous, and anxious about the unknown. He had never felt fear in his life, why is he feeling like this now? Damian chuckled breathlessly, he had to kill these foreign feelings that he w
CHAPTER ONE Olivia Davidson stared at the content of the shopping cart and her brown eyes roamed back to the array of shampoo well laid out on the fancy shelf. Ignoring the exorbitant price boldy inked on the price tag, she placed a pair of the shampoo in her cart and rolled it forward, ever slowly to the smart looking attendant that sat behind the counter. "Total amount is $5000. Would you like to pay in card or cash?" Asked the attendant, in a high pitched voice after punching on a mechanical calculator for a few seconds. "Card please," Olivia mumbled, tucking a piece of her honey colored hair behind her ears and staring down at the groceries she had shopped. She hoped that she had not forgotten anything since that would mean coming down to the shopping mall again. "And Oh... How Damian hates it when I'm forgetful," She thought with a grimace. "Can I have your card?" Olivia snapped out of her thought instantly and slipped the card out of her bag "I'm sorry, here it is." Th
"I'm done with this, with you. You got what you wanted, and I got mine." "In other words, you were used," Laurie shrugged, sending a sympathetic look down Olivia's path. Olivia stood frozen on the spot, her mouth an inch away from hanging open. "The heirloom's mine and there is no use for you anymore. You're as good as useless in this house, so... Just go." Damian sighed as though exhausted after working nonstop. It felt like time stopped the instant Damian blurted those last words out. She felt a wave of acid welling up from her belly and her chest suddenly grew tight that it became so hard to breathe. Without waiting to hear more venom escape his lips, she turned to the nearest exit- the one leading to their bedroom, and disappeared. Once in, she flung herself on the bed and wept her heart out. After sobbing for what seemed like hours, Olivia got up and washed her face. She changed her dress and walked back to the study. He was going through some work related papers while L
In less than an hour, they were at the largest estate that Olivia had ever set eyes on. To her, Damian had the best buildings and infrastructure for a home, but her uncle's estate eliminated that thought and she wondered at how massive his fortune was. The mansion reminded her of a palace with maidservants and knights, except this time, the knights are neatly dressed in suits and have earpieces plugged in their ears. They all bowed slightly as she and her Uncle made their way. "Welcome to my humble abode, Olivia. I hope you like it here." Ivan stretched his hand to her and she held it as he led her further into the grande hallway that led to an open space.The maids bowed and she flushed by the level of respect accorded. Surely, she was going to enjoy her stay at the estate but she couldn't help wondering what suddenly prompted her Uncle to show concern after all these years.He was her father's elder brother but never really acted as family. Having established himself as a wor
NEXT MORNING•••Damien's eyes roamed to the cabinet built into the marble wall where Olivia's scrubs and toiletries always stood and the emptiness made something in him churn. He was suddenly pissed, remembering how she left with his brother of all persons. He continued staring at his reflection on the large mirror and the look of anger slowly morphed into irritation at himself. He was Damian Brown, a business man, owner of diverse companies and a Billionaire. It was dumb to get angry over people who weren't worth it. Besides, he was irresistible and it was easy to get any woman of his choice at the raise of a finger. Someone like Olivia held no value to him and that was it. Turning away from the bathroom, he walked back into the room. He picked up his phone and dialed the Chief Operating Officer. After passing the necessary information, he hung up, his gaze lingering on his phone. He stared at Olivia's contact boldy sprawled on his phone, and her endless texts. They were texts tha
Darian arrived at the party and blended in with the crowd. He was acknowledged by a few business elites who knew his father and brother and that was it. He hated it, hated that he was always in their shadow. But at the moment, it did not deter him, since his main goal was to meet with the famous Ivan Arthur who was the most influential businessman at the moment, throwing his asshole of a brother of the position without even lifting a finger. Darian was impressed, he slipped a glass of wine past a waiter who walked past him and waited tensely when he saw Arthur approach his table. "Hello to you there," Mr Ivan waved at Darian who was still scrutinizing him. Darian suddenly lost the ability to speak as Ivan smiled crinkly at him. The most influential business magnate cared to acknowledge him. It was too good to be true. "Hello," Darian said inspite the giddy feeling that raked through him. On second thoughts, he put his hand forward for a handshake. "It's an honor to finally meet y
Damian's eyes widened as realization crashed into him in waves that would have sent him reeling, but he stood still, firmly rooted to the ground, and flabbergasted. Olivia, his ex wife, was actually the next heir to the powerful Arthur's group. She was the hidden gem that worked in secret alongside her uncle. A ripple of surprise went through him as he assessed her, from head to toe. Ethereal was nothing compared to how she looked, he could not help but notice that she had undergone a series of changes in the interval of a few days. The fact that all these were happening after the divorce was unbecoming. Her beauty which was once dim like a candle flickering under the influence of a coverage, now radiated with a newfound confidence and poise. In place of the soft, warm and gentle glow that her eyes eluded in the past, were a pair of glassy eyes that oozed a fierce intensity, as if illuminated by an inner light, something keen to getting back at those who humiliated
Dusk set in and Damian rose from the seat in his study, after neatly placing his paperwork by a side on the table. He was composed now, and aside from the momentary clenching of his jaw, no one would suspect that he had been involved in a fight earlier.He walked to the window and stood for a long time, watching nothing in particular. He could see the city and the way the buildings were expertly arranged. Suddenly, Olivia’s face floated into his memory and he shut his eyes, praying for it to go while wishing that it lingered. His breath turned raspy and his heart rate increased. He could not tell where this strange feeling was coming from. He could not decipher if it was anxiety that he felt, or anger… Anger, that should be it, he thought.He was mad at himself for feeling this way, flushed, jittery, nervous, and anxious about the unknown. He had never felt fear in his life, why is he feeling like this now? Damian chuckled breathlessly, he had to kill these foreign feelings that he w
Long after his mother left the company premises, Damian stared hard and long into nothingness. He felt numb, like an empty vessel lying motionless in space. Nothing, he could not explain the desolate feeling that enveloped him. He did not want to believe that he was this way because of Olivia’s sudden departure from his life. No, that can’t be. He could not feel this gloomy because a person as insignificant as his ex-wife took a bow out of his life. Or could he?Shame stung him and he slouched, feeling defeated. What has he done? He grabbed his phone after a few minutes ticked by and scrolled through, finding a piece of his wife. Just her contact details and the text messages that she had sent in the past, where she reminded him to eat and other ordinary things were left… they were not as ordinary as he had thought anymore, Damian stared at each letter like he was engraving them in his mind. Damian stroked the numbers on his phone when he was done shuffling between each message. T
“Do you have a problem with that, young man?” Ivan raised a brow and leaned forward when Darian continue staring speechlessly at him “I’ll take your silence to mean a ‘Yes’,” Darian snapped out of his state of shock and breathlessly replied “Why, Yes sir! I will be more than honored to work in your company, alongside Olivia.” He could not explain the surreal feeling of happiness that laced his whole form as he clasped his hands together on the table, hope glimmering in his eyes. Finally, someone saw through him and recognized his worth. He was flabbergasted that he did not have to go through any special processes before landing at the position. Darian knew damn well that the position that Ivan had mentioned was no joke. It was like placing him as the second in command after his niece, a feat that he has been unable to attain at his own family’s company. “Talking of Olivia,” Ivan piped, stroking his chin masterfully. “You know very well what she has to endure in the ruthless hand
Damian watched Willow, his secretary, tentatively as she flipped papers upon papers in search of a letter that he had ordered her to draft earlier. His irritation grew in leaps and bounds as she stared at the floor, wondering if it had dropped to the floor by chance. It was a letter addressed to Arthurs's group and she knew that she would be done for if she did not present it to him. “I…I,” She stuttered and stared up at him through shifty eyes.“You what?” Howled Damian. His pulse raced as he thought of satisfying punishments to mete out on his secretary for being so incompetent. He had told her to draft a business proposal to Arthur group earlier that morning, and after describing what he intended to establish between both firms in great detail, the dud had the nerve to ‘misplace’ the letter. He clenched his jaw and watched her through darkened eyes.A shiver coursed through Willow as she watched her boss’s reaction. It was over for her. He either bites her wretched head off her bo
Darian Brown emerged minutes later with her package and stretched his hand to her. “But…” She muttered, “You did not even get a cent from…” “Consider it a little present from me,” He interjected, “For housing Olivia.”Housing Olivia? Rosie’s consciousness freaked. He would not have done all that if she was just a stranger. She bit back the slight ache that tugged her delusional heart and ran her eyes through his whole frame again. He was a Greek god. Hell, he ruled Greece and everything that concerned it. Rosie nodded as though dazed and gingerly took the plastic bag from him. She watched as he turned back in urgency to leave “Wait!” He did, turning to stare at her in curiosity. What else did she want? Perhaps, she needed him to shield her as she exited the mall. “Thank you,” She squealed, and before Darian could say any more word, she dashed off in a half sprint towards the entrance. Darian watched as she entered a black-tinted car and zoomed off with the screech of her tires
Rosie dumped the plastic bags full of disposable trash into the garbage truck, and stuck up her thumb, a grin forming on her face. The truck driver nodded at her with a smile from the rear mirror and slowly drove off, leaving the area as deserted as it was before it pulled by. She sighed as though exhausted and turned on her heels, slowly making her way to her house while mentally calculating the groceries that she would need for the next few weeks. She discovered to her chagrin, that she would need to drive to the city. And oh, how she hates going into public places! “Damn you, Rosie. How could stock up on groceries in minimal amounts when all you want to do is stay hidden in the suburbs for years?” It did not help matters that her ex-boyfriend, Lance, had traced her to the cottage, right from Queens. He was a part of the reason why she moved. Hell, he was the sole cause of the discord planted in her crew. Everyone wanted him. Rosie almost rolled her eyes as the thoughts spirale
Damian's eyes widened as realization crashed into him in waves that would have sent him reeling, but he stood still, firmly rooted to the ground, and flabbergasted. Olivia, his ex wife, was actually the next heir to the powerful Arthur's group. She was the hidden gem that worked in secret alongside her uncle. A ripple of surprise went through him as he assessed her, from head to toe. Ethereal was nothing compared to how she looked, he could not help but notice that she had undergone a series of changes in the interval of a few days. The fact that all these were happening after the divorce was unbecoming. Her beauty which was once dim like a candle flickering under the influence of a coverage, now radiated with a newfound confidence and poise. In place of the soft, warm and gentle glow that her eyes eluded in the past, were a pair of glassy eyes that oozed a fierce intensity, as if illuminated by an inner light, something keen to getting back at those who humiliated
Darian arrived at the party and blended in with the crowd. He was acknowledged by a few business elites who knew his father and brother and that was it. He hated it, hated that he was always in their shadow. But at the moment, it did not deter him, since his main goal was to meet with the famous Ivan Arthur who was the most influential businessman at the moment, throwing his asshole of a brother of the position without even lifting a finger. Darian was impressed, he slipped a glass of wine past a waiter who walked past him and waited tensely when he saw Arthur approach his table. "Hello to you there," Mr Ivan waved at Darian who was still scrutinizing him. Darian suddenly lost the ability to speak as Ivan smiled crinkly at him. The most influential business magnate cared to acknowledge him. It was too good to be true. "Hello," Darian said inspite the giddy feeling that raked through him. On second thoughts, he put his hand forward for a handshake. "It's an honor to finally meet y
NEXT MORNING•••Damien's eyes roamed to the cabinet built into the marble wall where Olivia's scrubs and toiletries always stood and the emptiness made something in him churn. He was suddenly pissed, remembering how she left with his brother of all persons. He continued staring at his reflection on the large mirror and the look of anger slowly morphed into irritation at himself. He was Damian Brown, a business man, owner of diverse companies and a Billionaire. It was dumb to get angry over people who weren't worth it. Besides, he was irresistible and it was easy to get any woman of his choice at the raise of a finger. Someone like Olivia held no value to him and that was it. Turning away from the bathroom, he walked back into the room. He picked up his phone and dialed the Chief Operating Officer. After passing the necessary information, he hung up, his gaze lingering on his phone. He stared at Olivia's contact boldy sprawled on his phone, and her endless texts. They were texts tha