His grip tightened on my shoulders. His eyes searched mine. “Damien” I whimpered. “It hurts”His gaze softened, his hands slipping away from me. “I'm sorry”Even though it wasn't my fault, A pang of guilt hit me. “I'm sorry Damien, I didn't let it happen, he came out of nowhere”His jaw clenched. “Wait here.” he walked past me, attempting to leave. “Wait!” I jumped in front of him, my hands spread out in opposite directions. “What are you going to do?”He said nothing, his gaze burning with anger. “Are you going to fight him? It's okay; he didn't know that we loved each other; he thinks it's just an arranged marriage; I explained that to him.”His lower lip, his fists clenched. “Did he touch you?”I shake my head. “No, just a kiss, and I pulled away as soon as I could”“Just a kiss?” His voice shook.My brow creased as I put my hands down. There was something in his eyes.Tears? “Damien, it's okay”He clenched his left hand into fits, placing it against his chest. “It hurts Eliza
I could sense that Raymond was drunk. It was now or never. His face was buried in my chest, placing soft kisses upon it. “Raymond, Can I ask you a question?”“Hmm,” he moaned. “How did you get your company? I heard it belonged to your former lover” I squeezed his shoulders as he unhooked my bra, digging my breasts into his lips. I pulled myself away from him. “I asked you a question, answer and I'm all yours”“I took it from her” he squeezed my breasts. “Anything else?” My heart raced. If only I could get him to say more. “Took?”He nodded. “Yes, I forged her signature and took over her company”It all seemed too good to be true. “And she let you do all this?” I pressed. “She was in a coma, there was nothing she could do,” he said, pulling me back in for a kiss. I pulled my face away. I just needed to make him confess that he tried to take my life, just that and I can lock him up. “One last question”He gasped. “Elizabeth, no more” he pulled me in, pressing his lips against m
The thought of Damien marrying another woman hurt like hell. “Tell me you won't do it” The words hung in my throat.“Elizabeth” he tugged my hair behind my ears.”You know I would never do that”I sighed in relief. “I'm sorry about Melisa”His hand squeezed mine. “Sorry For what? I should be sorry for what she did to you”“It's not your fault. But she is your childhood friend You must feel bad about her health, I know you care for her”His expression turned serious, his nose brushing against mine.“I cannot care for a woman who tried to hurt the woman that I love; I only care about you.” he pushed himself against me. “I promise, nothing will ever happen between her and me.”I nodded, my lips curving into a smile. “Yes sir”“Gosh, say that again,” he begged. I chuckled. “What? Yes sir?”His grip tightened around my waist. “I like it when you talk like that”I laughed. Suddenly his phone rang. “It's my Dad,” he muttered, gazing at the screen. “Answer it then”He picked it up, putting i
This was it, Damien was marrying her. I sat in the front row of the groom's side, my legs crossed as I awaited the ceremony to begin. Damien stood before the wedding beside the priest on the aisle occasionally shooting me proud looks. He seemed to like my dress, it was a fitted red dress that revealed my curves and A slit that ran up my thighs. Instead of my usual bun, My hair was let down, falling perfectly upon my shoulders. I could feel the guests stealing glances at me and murmuring. I didn't need to hear them to hear what they were talking about: a shameless woman sitting proudly at the front while her husband married another woman. Suddenly, the bridal march began to play, and the murmurs stopped. Damien looked at me. “I love you” he mouthed. I looked down trying to hide my smile. How foolish in love I was. Soon Melisa approached the aisle, accompanied by a man who I assumed to be her father. She had on a beautiful white dress so long that it swept the floor as she walke
This man fucked me for five hours nonstop and is seated across the room, his gaze focused on his iPad like nothing happened. Damien didn't lie. When he said he wouldn't be able to control himself if he touched me last night he meant it. This man had me in a thousand positions, and I still wasn't ready to stop. My body hurt so bad, but Strangely, I liked it. I tried to sit up but my legs hurt. ‘I will take away your ability to work.’ Those words replayed in my head.He did take away my ability to work. “Are you going to be on your iPad all morning?” I asked, my back still resting on the bed. There was no way I was sitting up with the pain I felt all over my body. “I have some work to finish,” he said, his gaze never leaving his iPad. My brow furrowed. The fact that his attention wasn't on me made me jealous. “You are going to spend your honeymoon on your iPad?”I heard the iPad shut down. “Are you still jealous about Melissa?” He asked approaching the bed.I got slightly angry.“D
~~DAMIEN~~Something was wrong, I could feel it. Elizabeth looked at me, not with the usual warmth her eyes held, her eyes were filled with fear and uncertainty.“Did you touch me? Why does my whole body hurt? How did I get here?”Those words, her tone, the way she looked at me. She wasn't my Elizabeth.“Elizabeth, do you remember anything that happened the last few days?”She shook her head. “What happened?”“Did you lose your memories again?” I said approaching her.She gazes at me with a confused look. “Again? I didn't lose my memories, I remember everything”“But you don't remember the past few days?”She paused and then shook her head. “Dress up, I will call a doctor,” I said, rushing out. My heart raced with fear; I just got Elizabeth back; I couldn't lose again; I didn't want to lose her. The thought of Elizabeth forgetting everything we had together…~~Elizabeth~~Despite the pain, I slipped out of the bed. I headed for the wardrobe hoping to find something to wear. My gaze
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, 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