Starving Damian's Pov The clicking sound of the alarm woke me up, jolting me out of a deep sleep. I was drenched in sweat, and the bed was soaked. It was all a dream, I realized, as I sat up and rubbed my eyes. A starving sex dream.I couldn't help but think about Lisa and how much I missed her touch. It had been too long since we'd been intimate, and my body was craving her.My phone rang, bringing me back to reality. I picked it up, seeing Lauren's name on the screen. "Hey," I said, trying to sound more alert than I felt."Good morning, Sir," Lauren said, her voice cheerful. "It's past eight.""Yeah, thanks," I said, ending the call.I threw off the covers and got out of bed, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. It was as though I knew I might be late, which was why I had set the alarm to ring multiple times, as well as told Lauren to wake me up.But for some reason, I wanted to go back to sleep. I was missing Lisa's touch deeply, and the dream had only made it worse. I felt re
My Woman OR NotDamian's Pov I walked into the house, still reeling from my conversation with Freedman. Lisa greeted me, smiling. "Hey, hon. How was your day?"I forced a smile, trying to hide my doubts. "It was fine. Just had a meeting with Freedman."She raised an eyebrow but said nothing. We walked to the dining room, where dinner was already set.I sat down, my mind racing with questions. Was this woman really my wife, or was she an imposter?I looked at Lisa, trying to read her expression. "So, how was your day?" I asked, trying to sound casual."It was great," she replied. "I spent the day at the spa, getting pampered.""Ah, nice," I said, smiling. "You deserve it. What was your favorite part?"Lisa laughed. "Definitely the massage. I felt like I was melting into the table."I chuckled. "Glad you enjoyed it. By the way, I was thinking... you quit your job pretty suddenly. What made you decide to do that?"Lisa's expression changed, just for a moment. "I don't know, I just reali
Enraged Damian's Pov I stared at the pendant in my hand, feeling confused. "Uhm, babe, the pendant..." I said, holding it out to Lisa.She gestured for me to hand it over, her eyes sparkling with a hint of curiosity. I felt bad and guilty for doubting her earlier. Why was I so quick to assume the worst?But as I handed her the pendant, I couldn't shake off the memory of her making excuses earlier. Why was she so hesitant to open the safe? What was she hiding?.I pushed the thoughts aside, trying to focus on the present moment. Lisa locked the safe back, the sound echoing through the room."Done," she said, turning to me with a smile.Her smile brought me back from my thoughts, and I tried to force a smile in return. But I was sure she could see the guilt written all over my face."But, babe, seriously, why were you so insistent that I keep the pendant?" she asked, walking away from the safe.I lowered my voice, trying to play it cool. "I told you already, it's better there. Besides,
Foolish TwinLisa's Pov My heart shattered into a million pieces as I listened to Damian speak such harsh words to me. I'm such a fool, I thought, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. Why did I think things would work out so easily? Now I've made enemies for myself.I thought about our anniversary, which was supposed to be a special day for us. Why did I even think we would get to spend it together? It seemed like a distant dream now.Just then, my ringtone jolted me back to reality. I hesitated for a moment before answering."Hi, sis," Lucinda's voice resonated from the other end. "How did you like the drama?" She let out a mocking laughter of victory.It immediately made sense that it was her..she knew about everything. But how?.I felt a chill run down my spine. "Lucinda, what's going on?" I tried to pretend to ask, but she interrupted me."Oh, shut up, you fool," she screamed over the phone. "How dare you try to cross me? How dare you?" Her voice was venomous, and I fel
Nowhere to be found Damian's Pov I unfolded the letter, my eyes scanning the pages. The words danced before my eyes, but one phrase stood out: "Happy Anniversary to us babe."My mind reeled as I read on. "I'm sorry we couldn't spend it together. I miss you so much."Suddenly, the pieces clicked into place. The contact lenses, the mysterious behavior... it all made sense now.The person in my house, the one I thought was Lisa... wasn't.It was Lucinda.I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. How could I have been so blind? The similarities between the twins were undeniable, but I had never suspected that Lucinda would impersonate Lisa.My eyes scanned the room, my mind racing with questions. How long had Lucinda been pretending to be Lisa? And why?I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease as I thought about how Lucinda had fooled me all along. The guilt was suffocating me - I had been with someone else, thinking it was Lisa, while Lisa tried to tell me the truth. I remembered the
Reconcile Lisa's Pov The news of the scandal had broken me. The words I couldn't believe. So this was Lucinda's plan all along. To ruin our family and drag Damian's as well, knowing fully well that they would help us.I slammed out of the door, my mother calling behind me, but I was too heartbroken to listen. I needed to be with Damian. Damian, how was he feeling?As I entered the mansion, it was oddly quiet. Where was Lucinda? Why wasn't I hearing shouts and screams?I knocked on the doorbell, and the door opened. And there he was, standing in front of me. I could hear my heart beating fast.Damian looked so disappointed, so sad and angry. And it was all my fault. My twin's fault. Lucinda's fault. I didn't know what to do.He looked at me, and I tried to read his expression, but I couldn't put my finger on what he was thinking."Damilan," was all I could say as I wrapped my arms around him.As I wrapped my arms around him, I felt a mix of emotions: guilt, shame, and a deep longing
Betrayal in his eyes Lisa's Pov As the call went dead from James' end, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. My stomach became upset, and I felt like I was going to throw up. I was scared, really scared.I looked at Damian, searching for something, anything in his eyes that would make me feel better. But all I could see was confusion mixed with anger. His eyes seemed to bore into my soul, as if demanding answers.I felt a pang of guilt. It's all my fault, I thought. I had kept so many secrets from my husband, and now I was being punished for it. If only I had been honest with him from the start, things wouldn't have escalated to this point.I took a deep breath and tried to calm my racing thoughts. I knew I had to tell Damian the truth. I had to get it off my chest and explain everything to him. The mess I had created by keeping quiet had grown from bad to worse.I finally mustered up the courage to speak. "Damian," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.He looked at me, his eyes
One more secret of mineLisa's Pov "I'm sorry, babe," I whispered, feeling my heart break into a million pieces. "I'm so sorry, she had threatened to kill you and I didn't know what to do."His face softened, and he reached out to gently lift my chin. "What do you mean she threatened to kill me?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. "She had managed to convince everyone that she was me," I explained, feeling a wave of shame wash over me. "I didn't know what to do, Damian. I was scared."His eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the hurt and betrayal there. But I also saw something else - understanding."I'm sorry, babe," I said again, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "It's not like I didn't trust you, but I couldn't trust myself."I buried my face in my hands, feeling overwhelmed. "I was so scared of losing you, Damian. I was scared of what James might do, of what Lucinda might do. I felt like I was trapped, l
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