I reached back in our room by five in the evening. We had to attend a party which was expected to start by seven. Eva had decided to stay in Jenna's room as Jenny and Jacob wanted to stay at Jenny's new accomodation. When I entered my room there were 5 beautifully packed gift boxes kept on my bed. Seeing them I shrieked in surprise. There was also a happy birthday card and a beautiful white lily and tulip bouquet. I was extremely happy seeing the flowers they were my favorite. I assumed it was the surprise that Eva mentioned earlier, I was so excited I eagerly started to unwrap the gifts. In one box there was a beautiful maroon sheath gown with a halter neck, which was backless and had a slit from the upper left thigh. I excitedly opened the second box. It had a silver-colored stiletto-heeled ankle strap, which made me look taller than usual. The remaining three boxes weren't that big and I could easily guess it was some jewelry, but I was stunned to see the mesmerizing jewelry tha
I turned back and saw a really handsome man with ocean blue eyes, jet black hair, sun-tanned skin, chisled jaw with a five'o clock shadow wearing a black shirt. He looked perfect as if summoned from a fashion magazine.His eyes were focused on that woman if looks could kill someone than that woman would have been dead by now. I don't know for how long I kept looking at him but I only realized when I noticed that evil smirk on his face. He slowly tilted his head and looked at me with that evil smirk and then it hit me.It was him..... The stranger from the club.... the one in my nightmare.... It was the first time I saw his face for clear. I just hoped all of this was another nightmare I didn't want to be anywhere near him I wanted to run away but felt my feet was glued to that spot unable to move, unable to speak or even look away from him. I didn't hear what that woman kept on blabbering, all I heard was him yelling"Enough"That too because he looked away from me."Didn't she tel
I took a deep breath to calm my self, a lot of thoughts were running in my head while we were walking towards the venue. When I saw parents waiting for us outside the venue, I felt like a wave of calmness gush over me.From the way my parents looked me with admiration, I could say they were mesmerised by the way I had dressed and was surprised to see me in the outfit I had worn but soon enough the calmness I felt moments ago disappeared and I was consumed with guilt, as it hit me how on earth was I supposed to explain everything to them, what if I had to encounter him again in front of my parents, what explanation would I give them. All those thoughts overpowered my reasoning and a surge of panic arosed in my gut making me feel choked.The moment I reached near them instead of questioning me, my Mom hugged me, while complimenting my dress and how beautiful I looked followed by my Dad. I knew they had a lot of questions but that instance all I felt was a relief, I wasn't in the right m
"A word of advice Shef.... for a person ought to stay out of D's radar..... all you are doing is just poke and provoke him...... he already seems to be obssessed with you...... and to add to that obessession you are just challenging him..... with your every action.... and let me remind you he does love a good challenge... Consider my these words of wisdom as your birthday gift darling." Alex said in a teasing tone."WHAT RUBBISH..... Can't you see he has a girlfriend...... why would he be obssessed with me....... he's just trying to mess with me..... to satisfy his ego I know that......"He didn't say anything just shook his head while staring at me intensely making me feel a bit awkward."You know for someone who despises D you are almost like him. No wonder he is fascinated by you. In our friends circle we used to tease him saying he only loves himself and he used to take that as a compliment and always admits it and kept saying 'I only love myself and I am obssessed with me'. I thi
After five relentless years of struggle, pain, and perseverance, the time had finally come— for her to rise.To mark her presence.To face the world that had once turned its back on her.To confront the demon who shattered her heart, crushed her dreams, and dismantled every fragment of her once-innocent existence.The man who destroyed her will to live.Now, it was time for her to return.To the place where she had lost everything— her dignity, her confidence… herself.The very place where betrayal wore his face.A place that haunted her nights with nightmares, her days with dread.Where every shadow whispered reminders of her pain— the betrayals, the humiliations, the unrelenting torment.A place that echoed with the silence of abandonment.Where her tears once painted the floor,Where her soul had bled quietly,Where her identity was shattered beyond recognition— reborn as a woman cold, calculating, and carved from steel.That place…It didn’t just ruin her— it forged her into someth
There’s always a reason— buried deep and often dark— behind every cruel, cold, and ruthless soul. A story of betrayal, of scars left by an abusive past, a neglected childhood, or a heart so shattered that it never mended. That’s how devils are born…“Daisy, email me today’s schedule. And call Mike— tell him to send them to their Dadu’s place. Inform him I’m flying to New York tonight. Also, ask him to ready the private jet before 9 PM,” Davina commanded in a tone colder than ice, her voice devoid of warmth or emotion.Her swivel chair creaked softly as she turned, gazing intensely out at the panoramic skyline of Sydney from the vast glass windows of her sleek, high-tech office. Everything gleamed white— clinical, lavish, and intimidating. A space that mirrored her persona: polished, powerful, and untouchable.She rose with feline grace, her body wrapped in a sleek black bodycon dress that clung to her like a second skin, revealing dangerous curves and unapologetic elegance. Perched on
Davina was too mentally preoccupied to concentrate on work. The weight of her thoughts pulled her down like invisible chains. After attending a few meetings in a haze, she decided to call it a day. With a few brief instructions to her secretary, she left the office.Her mansion —Bell Mansion on Wolseley Road, nestled in the affluent suburb of Point Piper, overlooked the ethereal view of Lady Martins Beach. A grand, three-story estate, it was a seamless fusion of opulence and timeless royalty. The exterior bore the regal charm of classical architecture, while the interiors exuded palatial elegance. The golden and creamy white theme ran like poetry through its walls. Every inch of the mansion whispered luxury— each curve, carving, and corner was a testament to painstaking craftsmanship and intricate design.The estate boasted a private beach, more than thirty rooms, two internal pools, and three shimmering external ones. Its lush garden surrounded a central fountain, echoing serenity. At
PASTThe evening air was frigid, the kind that bites into your skin and seeps into your bones. She sat alone on a park bench, her gaze lost in the distant laughter of children playing nearby. A soft baby pink strapless knee-length dress graced her frame, layered modestly with a light blue denim jacket. Her hair, braided neatly into a French plait, framed her delicate face. Draped across her arm was a cream-colored fur coat, forgotten in her grief.Tears slipped down her cheeks, relentless as a waterfall. Oblivious to the dropping temperature, she remained still— silent, hollow, and unreachable. She was waiting. For Mr. Parker to take her home.She needed a sense of peace. For a moment where her pain would pause. She waited in the garden beside Parker Enterprises, unaware that a pair of eyes had been watching her from across the street for over thirty minutes.From the luxurious comfort of his Rolls-Royce Ghost, he finally stepped out, unable to ignore the ache in his chest at the sight
"A word of advice Shef.... for a person ought to stay out of D's radar..... all you are doing is just poke and provoke him...... he already seems to be obssessed with you...... and to add to that obessession you are just challenging him..... with your every action.... and let me remind you he does love a good challenge... Consider my these words of wisdom as your birthday gift darling." Alex said in a teasing tone."WHAT RUBBISH..... Can't you see he has a girlfriend...... why would he be obssessed with me....... he's just trying to mess with me..... to satisfy his ego I know that......"He didn't say anything just shook his head while staring at me intensely making me feel a bit awkward."You know for someone who despises D you are almost like him. No wonder he is fascinated by you. In our friends circle we used to tease him saying he only loves himself and he used to take that as a compliment and always admits it and kept saying 'I only love myself and I am obssessed with me'. I thi
I took a deep breath to calm my self, a lot of thoughts were running in my head while we were walking towards the venue. When I saw parents waiting for us outside the venue, I felt like a wave of calmness gush over me.From the way my parents looked me with admiration, I could say they were mesmerised by the way I had dressed and was surprised to see me in the outfit I had worn but soon enough the calmness I felt moments ago disappeared and I was consumed with guilt, as it hit me how on earth was I supposed to explain everything to them, what if I had to encounter him again in front of my parents, what explanation would I give them. All those thoughts overpowered my reasoning and a surge of panic arosed in my gut making me feel choked.The moment I reached near them instead of questioning me, my Mom hugged me, while complimenting my dress and how beautiful I looked followed by my Dad. I knew they had a lot of questions but that instance all I felt was a relief, I wasn't in the right m
I turned back and saw a really handsome man with ocean blue eyes, jet black hair, sun-tanned skin, chisled jaw with a five'o clock shadow wearing a black shirt. He looked perfect as if summoned from a fashion magazine.His eyes were focused on that woman if looks could kill someone than that woman would have been dead by now. I don't know for how long I kept looking at him but I only realized when I noticed that evil smirk on his face. He slowly tilted his head and looked at me with that evil smirk and then it hit me.It was him..... The stranger from the club.... the one in my nightmare.... It was the first time I saw his face for clear. I just hoped all of this was another nightmare I didn't want to be anywhere near him I wanted to run away but felt my feet was glued to that spot unable to move, unable to speak or even look away from him. I didn't hear what that woman kept on blabbering, all I heard was him yelling"Enough"That too because he looked away from me."Didn't she tel
I reached back in our room by five in the evening. We had to attend a party which was expected to start by seven. Eva had decided to stay in Jenna's room as Jenny and Jacob wanted to stay at Jenny's new accomodation. When I entered my room there were 5 beautifully packed gift boxes kept on my bed. Seeing them I shrieked in surprise. There was also a happy birthday card and a beautiful white lily and tulip bouquet. I was extremely happy seeing the flowers they were my favorite. I assumed it was the surprise that Eva mentioned earlier, I was so excited I eagerly started to unwrap the gifts. In one box there was a beautiful maroon sheath gown with a halter neck, which was backless and had a slit from the upper left thigh. I excitedly opened the second box. It had a silver-colored stiletto-heeled ankle strap, which made me look taller than usual. The remaining three boxes weren't that big and I could easily guess it was some jewelry, but I was stunned to see the mesmerizing jewelry tha
I was blindfolded and my hands were tied to the headboard. I felt as if my whole body was paralyzed, unable to move or utter a word. I was terrified. All I could hear was my heavy breathing and the fast rhythm of my palpitating heart. My mind was numb but still, I could feel another person's presence in the room with me making my heart beat erratically.With a heavy voice 'I asked more like a whisper "Hellooo...... is there anyone please untie me.... and let me go...... helllooooo is there anyone...." I wanted to sound strong and not scared but unfortunately, it didn't turn out the way I wanted but I got the attention of the person who tied me to the bed with blindfolds.I could feel movements on the bed someone coming closer to me and my heartbeat rose to a more rapid rate making me more nervous, my palms wet and sweat beads forming on my forehead even in that airconditioned room. I could feel the breath of that person near my inner thigh slightly moving my shorts then slowly moving
"YOU WILL BE MINE............AT ANY COST" This words ere ringing in my head and in anger I hurled him and raised my hand once again in order to slap him, but I unintentionally ended up slapping Alex. I didn't realize when that man had moved or when Alex was in front of me. A trace guilt sweeped over my heart for a oment but it disappeared as soon as it arrived when I saw the look on his face. "Hey, I....." And his words died in his mouth when I glared at him. Alex was pretending as if he didn't know what was happening and tried to talk as if nothing had happened and in my rage, I pushed him and by that time the guy had disappeared. I was so frustrated and angry. "Fuck you.... Fuck you both..... assholes..." I yelled and showed my middle finger and left in anger without even bothering to look at anyone. I was sure Alex knew him it couldn't be a coincidence Alex disappearing that guy showing up and when he crossed the line Alex showing up again shoving the other guy, and this hap
"Hey, where were you? I was so worried. All good." He asked worriedly. To me, he seemed genuinely worried about me and I gave him my best smile, assuring him I was fine. "Come, let us have some fun and check our luck...." Alex said and held my hand, taking me towards the casino of the clubhouse. The place was loaded with people crowded at different tables trying their luck to win. Some shouting and cussing angrily while others cheer and applauding It was obvious that he was quite familiar with the place and the people knew him well. All the girls were giving him their best seductive smiles and looking at me in annoyance while giving me their best bitchy looks. It made me chuckle, leaving a permanent smug on my face. A few men were nodding and bowing when they saw him, but none of them dared to look at me inappropriately. The authority that he carried impressed me and I looked at him with adoration. I don't know, something about him started to attract me, maybe the authority he car
Davina's POV: . I was feeling tipsy and losing my patience as I couldn't understand whatever they were saying and it started irking me. "Bran, are you like interested in men.... specifically, the one about whom you are talking? " I asked. I could see how shocked everyone was hearing my blunt question and also, I guess I was a bit loud considering the people sitting on the nearby tables also gave us these weird looks. And from the way Eva glared it was confirmed I was blithe about my tone. "Sorry, if I was rude but for God's sake..... stop talking about that man, Demon, or whateva.... I don't care..... I am done listening about him...... I already started hating him because of your constant bickering...... and trust me boy no one is interested in your prattling. If you like him so much, go and kiss his ass." I almost yelled at him for no particular reason. In my defense, I was a bit drunk. "All you men are so useless. Come, Eva, let's go to the dance floor. Let them continue the
PAST: Damon's POV: The moment she stepped into that hotel she caught my eyes I could see how mesmerized she was, looking at the interiors of the hotel and, the people around. She looked as if she didn't belong there and she definitely didn't look British. She had this glimmer in her eyes like an excited child. She looked so pretty and sexy like a tease showing off her curves in that little dark blue tank top and white cargo pants catching people's attention. She looked so oblivious to the stares she was getting. I was in that hotel for some official purpose to sign the papers and legally take over my father's company along with signing a few business consignments. Never in my wildest dreams, had I thought I would be standing in a corner instead of getting into the elevator and looking at a little girl like a creep though her body looked nothing like a little girl except for her innocent eyes and her parents accompanied her. I hoped and wished at least she was 21. She definitely, had