Getting Close to Something Damian I called out to Lisa as I realized I was running late. "Babe, where are you? I'm running late!"Lisa hurriedly ran out of the kitchen, a look of concern on her face. "I'm so sorry, baby! I was making you some lunch for the trip."I felt a pang of guilt as I saw the effort she had put into making me a meal. I had told her about the helpers, but she had made them all resign, saying that we needed our privacy and could handle everything ourselves until we started having kids. The butler still comes sometimes and brings in cleaning services for other areas of the mansion, but other than that, Lisa had taken it upon herself to handle everything.As I looked at her, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. On one hand, I loved that she was so caring and attentive, always making sure I was taken care of. But on the other hand, I felt bad that she had to go to so much trouble for me. I was a billionaire, after all. I could order any meal I wanted, and
Not CoincidenceDamian's Pov As I walked into the cafe, I scanned the room, looking for Freedman. I spotted him sitting at the far end of a table, nursing a cup of coffee. He caught my eye and nodded discreetly, and I nodded back, trying to play it cool.My heart was racing as I wondered what he was going to say concerning Lisa. And probably James. I had a feeling that this conversation was going to change everything.I made my way over to Freedman's table, trying to avoid drawing attention to myself. As I sat down, Freedman looked up at me and nodded."Thanks for coming, Damian," he said, his voice low and serious. "I've got some information that I think you need to hear."My heart was racing as I leaned forward, my eyes locked on Freedman's. "What is it?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Freedman hesitated for a moment, glancing around the cafe to make sure we weren't being overheard. "It's about Lisa," he said finally, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I've been doing som
: Betrayal at heartDamian's Pov “I don't know, man. I don't wanna talk about it”. I said, feeling uneasy. My mind was racing with thoughts I didn't want to confront."It feels all too wrong," I continued, shaking my head. The words felt like they were getting stuck in my throat."It's fine, if you don't want to talk about it," Freedman said, "Besides, it has to do with your woman." He leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on me.He didn't try to push further, but for some reason, I felt it was important he knew. I scratched the back of my neck, the words I was about to say feeling too heavy. The event that had followed it was something that shouldn't have happened.“Hmm”... I let out a sigh. My eyes drifted to my drink, avoiding Freedman's gaze. “She said she had seen Lisa and James hugging just right outside the hospital when I was sick”.“Man, she had pictures on her phone as evidence”. I continued, the words barely above a whisper."She said Lisa and James were hugging outside
Please Let Me Go Lisa's Pov I fidgeted with my napkin, my eyes scanning the bustling cafe. Why had James insisted on meeting here, in such a public place? I knew Damian was on a flight right now, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease."James, why did you want to meet at an open cafe?" I asked, trying to keep my voice low.James smiled, his eyes glinting behind his glasses. "Why are you getting worked up, Lisa?" he asked, his tone mocking. "Thought you said Mr. Perfect Husband has traveled?"I felt a surge of irritation. How dare he? "James, stop it," I warned, trying to keep my cool.But he continued, his voice dripping with malice. "Thinking about it, you didn't care for me as you do for that bastard. You know it makes my blood boil."I clenched my teeth, my heart racing. How had things escalated so quickly? "Watch what you say, James," I said sternly, trying to regain control of the situation.But James just laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "What is it you want?" I asked
Hating you LisaI stood there, my mind a mix of emotions. Damian was supposed to be on a flight, but he was here, with Lauren. He walked towards me, his eyes filled with guilt, like a cheating husband who'd been caught."How could you do this to me, Damian?" I screamed, my voice echoing through the cafe. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut.There was no need for an explanation. My husband had lied to me, betrayed me. The same person I was fighting to protect.I glared at him, tears streaming down my face. "So this is the trip you talked about?" I spat, my voice venomous.Damian took a step back, his eyes pleading. "Wait, it's not what you think," he said, holding up his hands.But I wasn't having it. "Don't you dare come close to me," I hissed, my anger boiling over.I looked at Lauren, standing silently beside him. "So it's her now, isn't it?" I sneered, my heart heavy with pain.Damian's face contorted in a mixture of guilt and desperation. "Lisa, please listen to me," he begge
A New Enemy Lisa's Pov I could hear my heart racing. I had barely escaped the trailer's deadly path. Its brakes had screeched to a halt just inches from my car.But my relief was short-lived. My car was still stuck, and I was running out of air. I was drenched in sweat, my tears long gone.Everything was fading to black. I tried to call out for help, but my voice was barely a whisper."Help..." I croaked.It was obvious someone had tampered with my car on purpose. But who? And why?My mind was spinning, but my thoughts were getting cloudy. The last thing I remembered was the sound of shattering glass and a sharp pain on my face.And then, everything went black.I slowly opened my eyes, slowly taking in my surroundings. I wasn't at a hospital. Where was I? The room was dimly lit, with cream-colored walls and a single window with closed curtains. A drip was connected to my hand, and I felt a dull ache in my head.I tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over me, forcing me ba
Lookalike Lisa's Pov I stared at the phone in Lucinda's hand, my heart sinking as I saw Damian's name on the screen. Why was he calling her? And why did she have his number?Lucinda flashed the phone in my face, a triumphant smile spreading across her face. "Looks like someone's looking for you, sis," she said, before hurrying out of the room.I was too weak to follow her, my mind reeling with questions. A twin sister I never knew existed? A family that seemed to be in on some secret? And Damian, calling Lucinda instead of me?I needed to get out of there, but where was I? And who could I call for help? I thought of my mom.I reached for my phone again, but my heart sank as I saw that all my contacts had been deleted. I tried to dial my mom's number from memory, but it wouldn't connect. My number had been blocked.I threw the phone across the room, watching as it shattered on the floor. What use was it to me now? I was completely cut off from the outside world.Panic set in as I rea
I'm Lucinda Lisa's Pov “Now back to where we were”. She continued, smiling sweetly. "I've invited both families to dinner tonight. And I'll be introducing you as me."I laughed. "You think I'll go along with that?"Lucinda's smile grew wider. "Oh, you will, sis. You love your family too much to risk hurting them. And let's not forget, I have someone ready to hurt Damian if you try to cross me."My eyes narrowed. "You're bluffing."Lucinda chuckled. "Am I? You see, I know all about your little secret. How you sold out your husband's family while he was in the hospital."I felt a wave of shame wash over me. How did she know?And then it hit me - Ethan, the man who had been blackmailing me for months. The car accident, the hospital visits...it was all a setup.The lawyer, My lawyer that I had given information to. He was supposed to be confidential. The bag, all the money gone.I glared at Lucinda. "You used me."Lucinda shrugged. "You were easy to manipulate, sis. And now, you're goi
Between Life And DeathDamian's Pov I stepped out of the operating room, my heart heavy with worry. I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd just left Lisa's fate in the hands of the medical team.I walked down the hallway, my eyes fixed on the floor. I couldn't bear to look at anyone, couldn't bear to see the sympathetic glances and worried expressions.I stopped in front of the operating room door, my ears straining to pick up any sound from inside. I could hear the muffled voices of the medical team, the beeping of the machines, and the soft whoosh of the ventilator.But then, suddenly, there was a pause. A moment of silence that made everything seem scary and more tensed..And then, a faint beep. A slow, steady beep that seemed to grow louder and stronger with each passing moment.My heart leapt with hope. Could it be? Could Lisa's heart be beating again?I pressed my ear against the door, my breath caught in my throat. The beeping grew louder, more insistent.And then, a voice. A s
Save Her Damian's Pov I ran back to the blood bank, my heart racing with determination. I was going to get that blood, no matter what.I didn't bother to listen to whatever thing she had to say.As I approached the door, I could feel my anger and frustration boiling over. Who locked a blood bank door at a time like this?I raised my foot and kicked the door with all my might. The sound of falling wood echoed through the hallway.The nurses rushed up behind me, her eyes wide with alarm. "Mr. Sparks, what are you doing?"I didn't answer. I just kept kicking and pounding on the door until it finally swung open.I burst into the blood bank, my eyes scanning the shelves for the precious bags of blood. Nurse Thompson followed close behind, her voice calm and soothing."Mr. Sparks, please. Let me help you."But I was beyond reason. I was driven by desperation and fear. I grabbed the bags of blood and tossed them into a nearby container.As I turned to leave, I saw Nurse Thompson staring at
Alternative Option Damian's Pov I turned to see a middle-aged woman with a kind face and a hint of concern in her eyes. She was dressed in a white coat, and a stethoscope hung around her neck. "How's the patient's vitals?" she asked, her voice firm but gentle. I frowned, taken aback by her sudden appearance. "Who are you?" I asked, my eyes narrowing slightly. The woman smiled and held out a file. "Mr. Sparks, I'm your wife's gynecologist, Doctor Emily." My eyes widened as I took the file from her. "You're...you're the one who sent me the parcel," I stammered, my mind racing with questions. Doctor Emily nodded. "Yes, I sent you Lisa's report. I wanted to make sure you were aware of the complications and the risks involved." I felt a surge of frustration. "Please, Doctor, I'm in the middle of a crisis here. I don't have time for this." Doctor Emily's expression turned sympathetic. "I understand, Mr. Sparks. But I need to speak with Doctor Lee. He's the one performing the surge
Emergency Damian's PovI accelerated, racing through the estate to get Lisa to the hospital as fast as possible. She had passed out in the backseat, her body limp and unresponsive.My heart was racing, my mind filled with worst-case scenarios. What if we didn't make it in time? What if...?I pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on getting Lisa the help she needed. I screeched to a halt in front of the emergency entrance, leaping out of the car to grab Lisa."I need help!" I yelled, rushing towards the automatic doors.Nurses and doctors rushed out to assist me, quickly taking Lisa from my arms and rushing her into the emergency ward."What's happening?" I demanded, following close behind.One of the nurses quickly took Lisa's vitals, while another doctor began examining her."Sir, can you tell me what happened?" the doctor asked, looking up at me."She was bleeding," I explained. "We were at a party, and she suddenly started bleeding. She passed out in the car."The doctor nodded, his
Cold HandsLisa's Pov The fading sounds and voices made me panic even more. It seemed as though I was struggling for life. My mind was a jumble of thoughts, memories, and regrets.Why didn't I take those threats seriously? Why did I ignore my intuition? The parcel Lauren had given us... I wish Damian had seen it or even asked about it. I knew what exactly was inside and why she had sent it to Damian's office.Dr. Emily had sent Damian the reports... she was looking out for me, but I'd been selfish. I didn't listen to her concerns. Now, I'm scared I'll lose my life and that of my baby.I folded my arms around Damian, and he felt too warm... or was it that I was becoming cold? Tears dropped from my eyes as I thought about all the what-ifs."Damian... please hold me tighter," I whispered, my voice shaking."I've got you, Lisa," Damian replied, his voice calm and reassuring. "You're safe. I won't let anything happen to you or our baby."But I knew he couldn't promise that. I knew that ou
Baby shower Lisa's Pov The celebration of the baby shower was all over the place.. Mom was running around, making sure everyone had enough food and drinks. I sat on the couch, trying to catch my breath."How are you feeling, Lisa?" my mother-in-law asked, handing me a glass of fruit juice."I'm fine, Mom," I replied, trying to hide the discomfort I was feeling.But honestly, I wasn't fine.For the past few weeks, I've been experiencing pains in my abdomen. At first, they were mild, but now they are getting stronger. It's been seven months now, and I could feel the pressure growing. But as long as the doctor said my baby was fine, I didn't care about anything else.I took a sip of the juice, trying to calm my nerves. Damian sat down beside me, putting his arm around my shoulders."My love, just sit here and relax," he said, pulling me close. "You don't have to overwork yourself."I smiled weakly, feeling grateful for his concern. The room was filled with the sound of laughter and ch
My Imagination Lisa's Pov I was shocked. Why the hell was she here? Couldn't she leave me alone? I thought, my mind racing with anger and frustration. But my thoughts were disrupted by Damian's gentle voice, bringing me back to reality."Uhn..." I said, turning to look at him, trying to shake off the feeling of unease."What did you say, babe?" I asked, attempting to sound calm and composed.Damian's eyes locked onto mine, filled with concern and love. "C'mon, baby," he said, his voice soft and soothing. "I brought you here to feel at ease and let go of what's bothering you... and probably tell me about it," he added, his eyes searching mine for answers.I glanced back at the window, my heart still racing from the shock. But when I looked again, there was no one there. I realized I had been imagining things. It was only my imagination, fueled by guilt and anxiety.I knew it was out of guilt that I was feeling this way. But the reward that would come out of this was greater, I told
Enjoy the moment Lisa's Pov It had been two weeks since Lauren news about the mysterious parcel. I had been feeling down ever since, but I knew I had to hide it from Damian. He had enough on his plate, and I didn't want to add to his worries.As I sat in our living room, staring blankly at the TV, my mind began to wander. The doctors had said Lucinda was stable now, but she was still in a coma. It was a blessing that she was alive, but the thought of her still lying in that hospital bed, unaware of the world around her, was heartbreaking.But amidst all the chaos, there was a sense of relief. Our family's name had been vindicated, and although James was still on the loose, Lucinda and my child were safe. It was a win-lose situation, but I would take it.I felt a sigh of relief wash over me as I thought about the parcel. Damian had never asked me about it again, and I was grateful for that. I didn't know what was inside, and I didn't want to find out."Hey, are you okay?" Damian aske
Apologies Lisa's Pov I raised an eyebrow, curious about what Damian was hesitant to say. "Well..." he started, his voice trailing off. My eyes locked onto his, urging him to continue. "It's Lauren," he said finally, his voice low. "She's here." My smile faltered, and I felt a pang of awkwardness. It wasn't that I was jealous or possessive; it was just that Damian's hesitation made me feel like I should be concerned. "O...Kay," I said slowly, trying to sound nonchalant. His eyes dropped, and he looked guilty. "I'm sorry, babe," he said immediately, his voice laced with apology. I held up a hand, interrupting him before he could say more. "C'mon, baby," I said with a forced laugh. "I'm not some obsessive, jealous wife that you'll have to be hesitant when talking about your secretary." He looked relieved, but his eyes still held a hint of wariness. "I'm sorry, babe," he said again, running his hands through his hair. I smiled, trying to reassure him. "I know it all has to do wi