Immediately, I knocked on Dave's door; the door flung open.“Elizabeth” he gasped, his hands wrapping around me in a tight hug.“Dave” my hands instinctively wrapped around his neck. “Oh my God, I missed you so much,” I said, cupping his face with both my hands and pressing a kiss on his lips.“I missed you too,” he said, pulling away from me. “How are you back? What happened?” his eyes searched mine. “I don't know, I just woke up in a hotel”He pulled me into his house, shutting the door behind us. “What is the last thing you remember?”I thought for a second “Well, we were both kissing in my office, and then I woke up in a hotel with Damien”He chuckled. “I knew it was you in your office” he pressed his lips against mine. “Don't ever do that again” he whispered against my lips. “Don't let her come back”I shook my head, “I don't have power over it, I think she might come back”He slipped his hands into mine, his eyes searching mine. “I love you Elizabeth”I smiled. “I love you too”
~~Vanessa~~The next few hours will determine if I will spend the rest of my life with Damien as Elizabeth, or if Elizabeth will resurface, pulling me away into nothingness; I could feel her presence within me, strong. “Can I come in?” I heard Damian ask, Followed by a subtle knock on the door. I chuckled, “Damien this is your bedroom too you can come in”The door pulled open, and he stepped, his gaze narrowing across my back gown. It was a beautiful blue gown adorned with diamonds; the dress was fitted from the waist up, revealing my curvy features, and from the waist down, it flowed into a dramatic voluminous skirt. My hair, on the other hand, fell beautifully on my shoulders. “You look beautiful,” he muttered. I smiled, pulling my hair behind my ear. “Thank you. You look good in that tux, too,” I complimented.He pressed his hand against his chest. “I think I just fell in love all over again.”I chuckled. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. “Come in” Damien and I said
~~Vanessa~~ I couldn't believe it. It worked, I got him drunk. Raymond sat on a chair, his hand wrapped around my thighs. “Elizabeth” he gasped, his voice filled with longing. I pulled away from him, rushing to my bag; I pulled out the documents laying them out on the desk. “Raymond?” I turned to him. “Can you sign these please?” I asked, hoping he was too drunk to think straight. His brow furrowed, staggering to get up. “Sign what?”I quickly held him, supporting his body so that he wouldn't fall. “Just this paper, sigh here,” I said, handing him a pen. He gagged, shaking his head. “What is it about?” He asked leaning in to sign. I chuckled nervously. “Can you just sign it? I want you to rest,” I said, caressing his back. He nodded, writing his signature in all the right places. My heart filled with relief. I finally won? It felt too good to be true. But it was. My company, it was mine once more. Now all I needed was to get him to confess that he tried to kill me. He placed
~~Damien~~I panicked, my heart racing with fear. “Elizabeth?!” I yelled knocking violently on Raymond's door. “Elizabeth?!”I reached for the doorknob and pulled it open. “Elizabeth!” I rushed in searching the house. As I rushed into the bedroom, my heart was sore a bit, my legs halting to a stop as my gaze caught her legs on the bathroom floor. “Elizabeth?” I muttered rushing towards her. My heart shattered as I saw the woman I love lying unconscious on the ground, filled with a pool of blood. “Elizabeth!” I yelled, wrapping her up in my arms. “Elizabeth, wake up please” My voice shook, “Elizabeth I beg if you…wake up, I cannot live without you”But she didn't move. She lay unconscious, unable to speak a word to me. Suddenly, the door flung open, and loud footsteps approached. It was the police I had called them a few minutes ago. I lifted Elizabeth in my arms, tears streaming down my face; I led her outside the room. “We searched the whole place; there is no sight of him, s
~~Vanessa~~I'm not going to lie; I missed my body, my luxurious brown hair that flowed down my back, and my hips that swayed gracefully with each step I took.Sigh.I missed it. I walked barefoot into the living area of my mansion. I had just had a shower, I was wrapped in a robe, and my hair was damp as I massaged it with a dry towel. I was used to being in the house alone. I guess Raymond had dismissed the house help since I wasn't going to be needing them. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door, subtle, yet violent. “Who is it?” I asked as I walked towards the door. But there was no response. “Who is it?” I asked again as I pulled the door openMy eyes widened in shock as I beheld Damien standing before me, his gaze fierce. I swallowed hard. “Damien?”His hands shot out to me, grabbing my neck.I gasped in shock. “Damien!” I choked.With a swift move, he pinned me against the wall. “I don't hurt women, but if it's for the woman I love I'm ready to break you into a million pie
“I'm sorry”Those were the only words I could say. “The woman you loved? She still loves you, she still looks at you the way she used to but you don't see it”His hands slipped away from me. He pressed his back against the wall beside me. His expression was downcast. He was scared. I could see it in his eyes. I Wish I could hug him and tell him everything was going to be okay. But was it? I wasn't Elizabeth anymore. We have lost each other. “I should go,” I said, turning to leave. Suddenly, my phone rang. I reached into my pocket pulling it out. It was an unknown number. “Hello?” I said, answering the call and pressing the phone against my ear. “Hello, Ms.Blackwood. This is the police, we called to let you know that Mr Raymond and Ms Paige have been put into custody. Would you like to meet Them?”My jaw clenched. “Yes”I hung up, turning to face Damien. “I will stay away from Elizabeth, from you,” I bowed my head. “I'm sorry for all the trouble I have caused.”With that, I turn
I swallowed nervously, my fists clenched tight.“I misspoke,” I managed to let out, my voice barely above a whisper. “I was too excited, I misspoke,” I said, hoping to God that he would believe these words. His gaze was unwavering, cold in fact almost as if he could see through my lies.“She told you about Adam and you think you can trust him? He was a killer for hire once you know”I sighed, sinking back into my seat thankfully, he didn't ask any more questions about Elizabeth and me. “A killer hire that you managed to tame. I trust her judgment.”He pulled his phone out of his jacket and handed it to me. “Put your contact in here, I will text Adam's details to you”“Oh no, it's okay. You already gave me his contact a while ago, remember?” I said pushing the phone away. His brow furrowed, his head tilting to the side.“I did?”I froze. Fuck, I did it again. I suddenly burst into loud laughter. It wasn't real and it was obvious. “I was just pulling your legs,” I said, taking the p
Damien jumped out of my car as soon as we stopped at the hospital, he panted, running as fast as his legs could carry him. And of course, I was right behind him.“Elizabeth!” He growled rushing into the room. “Elizabeth?!”I rushed him after him, my gaze sweeping across the room. “Where is she?!” He barked at the doctors.My gaze caught a figure in the bed, wrapped from head to toe with a sheet. My hand flung to my mouth as I gasped. That was Elizabeth.The doctor's expression was solemn. “I'm sorry Mr. Davenport, we tried everything we could but…we lost her”My heart skipped a bit at his words. Elizabeth is….dead? “What did you say?”Damien asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “I'm sorry, sir; She lost too much blood from her stab wound.”“Then give her blood! I will pay whatever you ask for, do you need my blood?” He stretched his hand towards the doctor. “Here” he breathed heavily. “Take mine!”The doctor gave him a pitiful look. “I'm sorry sir”Damien's knees buckled as he
“Vanessa, please,” I begged, gently pulling away from her grasp.As I approached the door, something struck me from behind. I froze. Slowly, I turned to see her shoe on the ground. My head sprang up to look at her, my brows knitting together.“Did you just throw your shoe at me?”She sobbed. “Yes, what do you have to do? Do you want to hit her? Give her more reasons to lock you up?”She breathed shakingly. “It's our wedding night Damien, we should be together, so don't walk out on me”My jaw clenched as I approached her. She immediately took a step back, fear flickering in her eyes. .“What are you doing?” She ran across the room. “Are you angry? I'm sorry” She begged. As I drew closer, she took off her other shoe, throwing it at me, but I caught it. “Stop!” She cried covering her face.“Ouch, Vanessa, did you think I was going to hurt you?” I asked, pulling her hands away from her face. She looked at me, her eyes still wet from tears.“You are not?”My jaw tightened even more, my g
Katherine.The letter read,Congratulations on your wedding, I'm sure getting married into the Davenport family feels like a treat, well enjoy, I was going to come after you before but now that you are going to be a part of the family officially, you are also an enemy to me as they are to me, you will suffer the same pain that I will make them all feel.But…There's an escape for you, Go to the altar today to get married to Damien, but when the priest asks you if you will ask him as your husband, say no, shock the congregation and most importantly, Damien, Shatter his heart into pieces and you shall be free if the pain that I will rain on this family. A pain much worse than death. Love, Katherine Sinclair. My whole body shuddered with fear as I read its contents. How did the note get here? Did Katherine have an inside man at my wedding?The veil covered my head as Mr Davenport led me to the altar. But I was cautious of my surroundings, what if Katherine was here? Would she try anyth
As the nurse led me to Katherine's room in the hospital my fists clenched. I have not seen her in years. She must have changed a lot, but still carrying a grudge from years ago?Sigh. “In here, sir,” The nurse said, reaching for the door. “Stop”She paused, turning to look at me. “Leave, I want to go in alone” I instructed. She nodded, turning to leave. My fists loosened as I reached for the door. I exhaled sharply and pulled it open. “Katherine,” I muttered as My gaze caught her lying on the bed. Her gaze shifted to me, her eyes widening in surprise. “Well, this is a surprise,” She groaned, sitting up on her bed. “I knew you would come running to save your son but I didn't know you would come here so soon”“Katherine,” I said, walking towards her. “What do you think you are doing to my family?Her jaw clenched. “Your family?” She scoffed. “Soon, there will be no one for you to call family, and I will end you!” She snapped. My brow furrowed. I had never seen so much hate in he
My breathing grew ragged as Harry explained everything. “Dad, are you still there?” He asked. “Dad?”“I will be in America as soon as I can; call somebody to get my son out of prison; we are rich, goddammit! Use it!”I yelled, hanging up immediately. “George!” I yelled. My eyes searched frantically.“Yes sir?!” He responded almost immediately. “Prepare my plane, we are going to America” I Instructed. My children are suffering because of my past mistakes. I covered my face in shame. What a bad father I was. I needed to find Katherine and settle things between us before it got out of hand. ~~Vanessa~~I sat in the bathtub filled with water. My eyes closed as I thought about Damien. I wish I could be there with him. My eyes shot open as I heard the bedroom door open. “Who is there?” I asked but no response followed. “Harry?” I called again.Suddenly, the bathroom door pulled open, and Damien stepped in. Damien?!Without asking any questions, I jumped out of the bathroom, rushin
~~Wayne~~A FEW HOURS AGO. As I drove to Damien's company, I got a call from my mother, and I picked up immediately. “Hello, Mother,” I said, immediately picking up. “Are you out of the hospital yet?” She asked. “Yes, Mother,” I said, my back still twitching with pain.“Good, Make sure you come into the office with Damien, I need everything to be perfect”My hands tightened around the wheel “Do you have to get stabbed for this to work, Mother?”“Yes,” She responded curtly. “I won't die as long as you do your part. “Understand?”I nodded. “Yes, Mother”PRESENT TIME~~Vanessa~~“What does this look like?” I asked standing in front of a mirror as I tried on wedding dresses. “Beautiful” Alex responded in awe. “Yes but former or latter?” I asked spinning to see the back. “It depends, do you want to look beautiful? Or sexy?”I bit my lower lip in thought then finally spoke. “Sexy”“Then this one!” She yelled. We both shrieked in excitement. Then suddenly, my phone began to ring. Qu
“Yes,.murder” She responded, her voice steady.As I opened my mouth to speak she cut in. “I will leave you to rest.” With that she walked out of the office, the room shutting the door behind her. “Murder?”~~Vanessa~~I lay in bed, wrapped up in a blanket, as my mind reeled with thoughts. How did my life get like this? I was a complete mess and I knew it. I heard footsteps approach the room; excited, I jumped out of bed. “Damien?” I said pulling the door open. He smiled weakly at me. “How did you know it was me?”“You are the only one who comes up here,” I said, wrapping my hand around him in a tight hug. He lifted me up in his arms. Wrapping my legs around him. “How is Wayne?” I asked her and walked into the room, placing me carefully on the bed. “Vanessa” He breathed against my lips, his eyes searching mine. “How are you?”“I'm fine, Damien; I have to be,” he pushed me, causing my back to lay flat on the bed, and climbed onto me. “Are you scared?” He asked.“Raymond doesn't s
~~Katherine~~My stomach tightened as Harry approached us. He looked exactly like Zane. Or was I tweaking? Zane was just three when I lost him. My heart raced faster as Harry's sharp gaze shifted to me. “Who is this?” He asked.“Oh, this is…” Vanessa's voice trailed off. She turned to look at me. “I'm sorry, what was your name again?”I swallowed hard.“Katherine” I managed to let out, my voice barely above a whisper. “My name is Katherine”“Ah, Katherine,” Vanessa said. “She is going to stay with us until her car is fixed. Vanessa explained. Harry nodded, turning to face Damien. “Can we talk?”“Of course, brother, what is it about?” “Follow me,” Harry said, turning to walk off. Damien turned to face Vanessa. “Do not leave the house,” he instructed before turning to follow his brother. I swallowed hard. Could it be Zane? My mind flashed back to twenty-seven years ago. It was racing violently and my twins Zane and Wayne were playing in the living room. But suddenly Wayne runs to
“Stay in the hospital for a while,” My mother instructed. My brow creased. “What?” I muttered. “Make her feel obligated to take care of you when she does that, she will feel a bond to you, the man who took a bullet for her, and then you can't get close to Damien remember the plan and stick to it Wayne, make it look real”I exhaled sharply. “Of course Mother”“Do not disappoint me, Wayne,” “Yes, Mother,” But before I could say anything more before I could finish, the line went flat. I clenched my phone tightly. In my hands, anger boiling inside of me, I threw it across the room. I didn't care about the Davenport family. Did they abandon my pregnant mother years ago? So what? We are thriving without them; only my mother cares for revenge, and I'm tired; I just want her to love me. Is that too much to ask?~~Vanessa~~Damien rented out an entire restaurant opposite the hospital. “Damien, you shouldn't have done this; other people need to eat, too,” I said pretending that I was
A rugged smirk formed on Raymond's lips. The sound of police sirens filled the air and immediately, he dashed off. I looked to my left and saw the ambulance arrived. “Thank God!” I gasped. Two of them rushed in with a stretcher in their hand. “I am over here!” I cried. They rushed towards me and I quickly pulled away from Wayne to let them do their job. “Vanessa!” Damien growled, rushing into the place. My head turned to see him, his eyes searching frantically for me. “Damien?” I yelled rushing towards him. He wrapped me up in a tight hug, his hug telling me words that his mouth couldn't say. “Blood,” he said, his voice barely audible as he pulled away to look at my hands. “It's Wayne's blood,” I said quickly. I turned to see Wayne being rolled out of a stretcher. “It was my fault,” I said, throat dry. Damien's hand squeezed mine tightly. “No, it's not”I quickly shook my head. “No” I gasped. “I saw him. Raymond”Damiens brow furrowed. “What?”“He was on the roof of the