LOGINDavina’s hands shook violently as she picked up the first page. Her eyes darted across the words, but her mind refused to process them. Every line blurred, every sentence twisted into something she couldn’t grasp.Her heart screamed at her to throw them away, to reject this, to cling to the truth she had lived with for years — that Damon was the monster, that Jacob was gone, that her pain had been real. But the sight of Jake, alive, standing before her, tore her certainty apart.But her soul whispered otherwise.The documents spoke of surveillance, of payments, of Anna’s manipulations. They spoke of Rob’s money laundering and that he orchestrated every mishap in her life. They spoke of betrayals she hadn’t imagined, of truths buried beneath layers of lies.Her tears fell onto the paper, smudging the ink. Her chest heaved, her breath ragged.Davina’s sobs grew louder, her body trembling in Jenny’s arms. Her thoughts wandered to Damon's earlier words as he stepped closer, his voice low,
Davina’s voice trembled, sharp with desperation.“Jenny, spill… what is it? I can feel it in my gut. There’s something more. Just let it out. I swear I won't be mad at you.”Jenny gulped, rubbing her palms against each other, her breath uneven.Naina, who had been silent all this while, finally spoke, her tone cutting through the tension.“It’s about that night, isn’t it? There’s more to what Mike said. When you came back in the morning, you looked devastated… like you’d had a nervous breakdown. And I’m pretty sure it wasn’t because of the night you had with Michael. I’ve seen the tension between you two before, but that state… that wasn’t because of Mike.”Jenny’s eyes flickered, her lips pressed tight.Davina sighed as she asked.“Are you quiet because of Damon? Are you scared he’ll do something? I swear, I’ll kill him for dragging you into this mess, for trapping you. That asshole… it’s his way of getting back at me for beating the shit out of him.”Davina’s heart lurched, her fury
Davina rushed to Jenny’s side, her voice trembling.“Jenna… Jake is alive. Do you… believe this?”She was still processing, her mind spinning, desperate for Jenny’s reassurance. But Jenny didn’t respond. She stood there, seemingly unbothered, her expression unreadable.“Jenny…” Davina called again, sharper this time, trying to grab her attention.Still, Jenny remained unmoved. Her silence was deafening, her composure unsettling. Confusion clawed at Davina’s chest.Was this not real? Was Jake’s presence another trick? Why wasn’t Jenny surprised?Is Jenny also working with them?Were they all trying to fool her?And then it hit her— Jenny’s nonchalant, unsurprised look. Jenny's eyes didn't carry any affection or love for Jacob as they used to it was just empty, hollow. The way her eyes didn’t widen, the way her breath didn’t hitch.Davina’s own eyes widened, her world tilting violently. “You knew… didn’t you?”Her knees buckled, the weight of realization crushing her. Jenny rushed for
“WHAT THE FUCK, Damon…” Davina muttered, her voice trembling with rage and disbelief.Damon stood in the doorway, pulling forward a man so battered he barely resembled himself. One eye swollen shut, nose broken, both arms twisted unnaturally, his body limping, two teeth missing, shirt soaked in blood. The sight was grotesque, unbearable.This was why Damon hadn’t wanted the children present. He didn’t want them to see this side of him — the violence, the brutality, the mercilessness that defined him.Davina’s breath caught, horror flooding her veins.“Damon… what have you done to him? He’s my company’s VP! You can’t just torture him out of spite, or to blackmail me. This is a crime! At least take him to a hospital, you demon....... for God’s sake. He’s bleeding, his arm… it’s twisted in a way it shouldn’t be…”Her voice cracked as she rushed forward, panic overtaking her fury.“Rob… can you hear me?” she whispered, kneeling, her hands trembling as she reached for him.But Damon was qu
The moment those words left Damon's mouth, Davina’s eyes darted around the room, ensuring her children were gone. And then, without hesitation, her hand flew across his face.The slap cracked through the silence like thunder. Damon staggered, the force jolting his injured body, making him wince and whimper despite his attempt to mask it.Gasps filled the room. Eva’s hand shot to her mouth, Michael froze in disbelief, Naina and Jenny’s eyes widened. Even Ryan, half‑drunk, sobered at the sight, who was bending down near the door, tying his shoe lace. Only Alex remained unmoved, his expression unreadable, as though he had expected this.Michael’s mind reeled. Davina had slapped Damon — Damon Knight. The man who would gouge out eyes for a wrong stare, who would sever hands for a careless touch, who had built his empire on fear and ruthlessness. And yet, here he stood, smirk curling on his lips, accepting the slap without retaliation.It was unthinkable. To strike Damon without him being r
“See, no DNA test needed. They’re like him. Didn’t even bother turning back to look at Mike. I can’t believe they just accepted Damon like that…” Naina muttered under her breath, but loud enough for Alex to hear.Alex smirked, her words echoing the very thought that had crossed his mind.Davina’s glare shot toward Naina, sharp and unforgiving.How dare she call her children thankless, opportunists?Yet, beneath her fury, Davina couldn’t deny the sting of truth. The way her kids had reacted — so quick, so eager — surprised her, angered her, and terrified her all at once.Her fists clenched as she watched Damon’s affectionate exchange with the children. Every smile, every giggle, every touch felt like a dagger twisting deeper into her chest. She wanted to snatch her kids away, to run, to shield them from Damon’s shadow. But surrounded by Damon and his people, escape was impossible. Her mind raced, plotting, searching for a way out.“Mamma…” Inara’s sweet voice pulled her back.Davina’s
“And besides… let us play the Annaida card first, Wilbret can help with that,” Davina whispered, more to herself than anyone else,“......it will be a small… surprise… for HIM. Let me see how he will help that bitch and save their faces.”“Davi….. what are you up to?” Jenny questioned.“Nothing, jus
“I’m not cruel. I swear I’m not. I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to be the monster.”Her voice broke, and she covered her face.“I was already unravelling. And then Damon… Damon happened. And that was the final blow.”She looked up, tears streaking her cheeks.“You know what’s sick? A part of me t
Ryan’s face softened.“I get it… but…” he tried.“No, you don’t,” Alex cut him off. His voice was low, cold, almost dead.“If I hadn’t faked her death… he would’ve hunted her down like a madman. He would’ve destroyed everyone standing in his way until he found her. And once he did…” Alex paused, exh
“Some wounds are carved so deep, even time forgets how to heal them.”On the way back, all she could think about was him.Only him.It was a cruel reality check— a brutal reminder that she hadn’t moved on, that the wounds carved deep within her soul could never truly heal. Her heart and mind waged a







