"We have been driving for a while now. Where are we going?" Lila lifted her head and looked around them. Damien was at the house a few minutes before six, and she was ready to go. She did not want to make it seem like a big deal, so she did not call him back to ask where he was taking her. She just threw on a pair of jeans and a button-down shirt with her hair up in a bun. "I was going to take you to fine dining, but you are not dressed the part, so I am thinking of taking you somewhere else." "Well, I did not know your plans, so I wore what was fitting enough for me." "You should have asked me to know what to wear." "I don't want to make it a big deal," she said in a small voice, looking out the window. She was very glad that she could look out the window instead of at him. "So where are we going now?" she asked. "Someplace," he said with a shrug as he merged into the traffic. "Someplace? Does someplace have a name?" She asked, tilting her head a bit so she could see his entire
"Welcome to my home; I have only one rule." "One rule?" Lila asked as she walked into the house. She looked around and wondered why the house reminded her of their house. Oliver and Damien seemed to have the same idea of home decoration. "What is it?" she asked, pushing down the thoughts of asking him why his house looked so bleak back to his mind. "You are limited to downstairs," he said. Amber's pictures littered everywhere upstairs, and he did not want to know if Lila could remember her face, but he did not want to take any pictures. "This is the best thing you have said tonight," she exclaimed, clapping her hand and smiling. He was glad that she understood and was okay with his terms. "Shall we go to the kitchen?" he asked, pointing her in the direction of where she should go. She held onto the bag in front of her legs, kicking it in as she moved in the direction he had shown."So what are you going to make?" she asked, sitting on one of the kitchen stools. "Are you going to
Damien did not know why he had done anything that night. Yes, Sam had asked him to get closer to her, but he could not understand why he was flirting so much with her. When he asked her for dinner, he had his own motives; he had to hear what she had to say without making her think she was uncomfortable. He had no idea why he brought her to his house. He had even winked. He was trying to clear his mind as he cooked, but Lila dropped a few words here and there while he was cooking. He wanted to have the silence, but he was still grateful. He plated the mac and cheese and cleaned the sides of the plate before taking both plates to the dining table. He came back in and tapped her shoulders; she stirred a bit and looked at him. "When did I fall asleep?" she murmured, rubbing the sides of her face. "I wonder when," he said, shrugging as he walked towards the cabinets. "It must have taken you a while to get the meal ready," she said as she let out an extremely long and loud yawn. "But i
"Thank you so much for the meal," Lila said, sitting on the sofa in the living room. She did not know why, but she felt a bit more relaxed than when she first got there. She was now sitting on the couch with her legs folded under her. "I am glad you liked it," Damien replied. She took a tiny sip from her bottle of wine. She had been drinking the same one since dinner while he was waiting on a third bottle. He thought that showing her it was okay to drink would make her take a bit more or maybe a second bottle, but while he was busy getting intoxicated, she was just trying her best to stay sober. "Your house..." she trailed off. During dinner, they had spoken about random things and even laughed. When she heard him laugh, she suppressed her words down her throat because she wanted to make him feel uncomfortable about it and stop laughing. She could not deny that his laugh was now one of her favourite things about him. He had so many qualities that it was hard to choose anything, but
Arietta sat across from Oliver; they had barely said any words to each other, and at this point, she was waiting for them to get the check and out of there. She did not know why, but he was not saying anything, and just sitting there angered her more. She sort of had high hopes of meeting him that evening, but it seemed like everything was going south. She pressed her lips together and cleared her throat. "If you are eating, then maybe we should be going," she said. If she had had her ride there, then maybe she would have stormed out of anger, but she did not want to have to go through the trouble of getting a taxi by herself and getting home all by herself. She knew now to always bring along a car and driver if she was going to drink. "Already?" he asked, lifting his eyes, and she could swear that this was the first time she had seen his eye since they sat down. The expression running wild in them was weird to her; she had only ever known him as this confident man, but here he was
Arietta pulled away from him and slapped his face. He held his face in shock even though he knew that he had deserved that and even more. "What was that?" she asked, breathing heavily. "I am sorry," he said, bending his head with shame. "You are sorry? If you knew that you were going to be sorry, then why did you do it?" she asked, wiping the tears that had fallen after she pulled away. "I did not ask you to be sorry; I am simply asking what that was and why you did it," she said, her voice breaking as it came out of her throat. "It is..." he stopped talking abruptly and turned his head. "Open the door," she said, her back to him and her hand on the door again."Arietta, please," he let out, and she turned to him with an angry expression on her face. So angry that she knew that her reaction at that moment would be to cry, and she did not want to cry in his presence. It would mean that he had such powers to make her cry. "Pleas? Might I ask why you are begging me? Why are you sayi
Lila looked up at the ceiling; she had left Damien's house, but she could not sleep as her mind kept going back to what had happened. They ended up on the floor after Damien had drunk a lot. He was wasted, and she could not place the reason he was drinking that much. When she noticed that she had to cover him up since she could break his rule to take him upstairs, she secured the room downstairs, but there was nothing to cover up with. She came and sat beside him on the floor as he was spread out with his feet and arms around the place. "Damien," she said in a soft, low voice in case he had a headache. He stirred and turned to the sister. She held his shoulder and shook him a bit so he could wake up and get into his room. "Damien," she called again, but all he did in response was to rub his hands over his face and turn to the other side again; he was almost on his belly now. "What do I do?" She knew how to handle drunk men, but she was not sure she could handle him, considering he
Damien sat on the sofa and looked around; the bits of beer that had been left lying around had been packed away. He stood up; he was drunk but not enough to keep him down the entire morning. He steadied himself before he went into the kitchen. The kitchen was spotless. He wondered if the housekeeper had come already to clean it up or if it was Lila's doing. She had said that she wanted to clean up after eating, but he refused, saying he would get to it when in reality he knew that the housekeeper would come and tidy it up for him. He had no time to spare, and he needed to get a confession out of her. "Mr Calloway?" A voice came from the back door; he turned his head slightly to face her. "Are you just getting here?" He asked her, shocked to see her still in a coat and her bag hanging on her shoulder even though the kitchen and living room were spotless. "Yes, sir," she responded, a bit shocked to see him downstairs. She came early in the morning to get her work done before she lef
"Do you really have to go?" Damien hated that Lila was whining over the phone. "Am I whining again? Why am I acting like this?" she muttered to herself and before he could say anything, she was speaking again. "When are you going to be back?" she asked."In two days and once I am back, I am going to run to you.""Okay then, you want me to go in the evening to check on Daisy?" she asked. Daisy was a dog that he had adopted and she hoped that soon she would join them at the house. Although staff were allowed in the house now, she wanted to still go over to his place; if she could not see him, then at least she could see the dog."Yes, can you do that?" he asked."Of course I can," she said and he took a deep breath."I gotta go down. I will call you as soon as we get there but it might take a while," he said and she nodded. She had to be understanding; as much as she wanted to cling to him, he had to have a life or else she would be known as the woman who sucked the life out of her boyf
Lila stood in front of Damien's office; surprisingly, since Gavin was put behind bars and they had publicly declared their relationship, he felt free and began to go to work. Lila wondered what he had done to her; she wasn't the kind of person who would randomly show up at his office on a Monday morning but he had been out of town all weekend, meaning they didn't get to spend time together and since he was so busy with a product launch, he came to the office straight from the airport. She was supposed to be at work but should go to work after seeing him.She cleared her throat and walked into the office. The lobby was littered with people going in and out and some small groups of people talking. She tried to look at them; ignorance is bliss; if she did not check them, she wouldn't know if they were looking at her or even talking about her. She stood by the elevator with some other people and got in as soon as it stopped. She was going to the last floor so she made herself comfortable
"Do you really have to go?" Lila was standing at the airport as they were seeing her mom off; she could not understand the reason her mom was in such a hurry to leave them. She stayed until the end of the wedding ceremony and then began to talk about leaving to continue her world tour.Lila and Tessa were just getting close but Tessa knew it would be short-lived; if she stayed a bit longer, then both of them would be at each other's throats in no time."Yes, if I don't go, then we will fight Tessa replied with a blank expression on her face."Spo why don't we make conscious efforts to make sure we don't fight?" To Lila, the question made sense because if they were to make an effort, then maybe they could stay together."I would like to try but I...""You don't want to try, you just want to make excuses" Lila understood and she was sure not to try and bring me up again. Her mother was not willing to try; she had better things to do and that was okay. Even if she would miss her, she at
FIVE MONTHS LATER"I know I was happy that you were joining my family but I still can't believe you are marrying my brother," Lila murmured as they waited to be called in."I would have you know...""You love my brother." Lila cut Arietta off before she could complete the sentence. "I know you do; I understand that you do but I still cannot...""If you can't understand it, then I suggest that you let it be." Arietta knew it was playful banter but she was getting nervous; she wondered what was going on in the hall and why it was taking so long for her to get called in. She wanted to tell Lila to go check what was going on but she knew if she showed fear, Lila, who was far more nervous than her, would freak out.She opened her mouth to continue the banter when someone came to tell her that her father would be there any moment to walk her in. Matteo came in almost immediately and it had Arietta wondering why they had to send someone when he was right behind her."Oh my goodness!" he excl
Lila waited for her mom to be out of the room before she said a word. She could not believe that she had just stood up to her mom and it had worked. It made her begin to think of all the times she could have done the same and maybe it would have worked too. She was still trying to process what had happened when she felt her feet leave the ground and dangle in the air. Alarmed, she looked down to see Damien holding her up. She looked down at him with wide eyes."What are you doing?" she asked with shock all over her face."I have missed you so much. I can't believe we began dating and we had to stay away for so long," he said, not answering her question. She felt butterflies swell in her stomach. It felt good hearing a man say words like that. It was never that way with Gavin for her, at least the side of him he decided to show her."I missed you too," she replied. She could not help but say, looking down at his face after hearing such words was enough to make her blurt them out withou
Damien spent the next few days shuffling between his office and the police station; somehow getting Gavin behind bars made him feel like a huge burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He could finally stand face to face with Kevin and Rosa without feeling bad. He and Lila had been communicating via text messages only and the words sounded as formal as they could be. She had told him that she was going to wait but first Gavin had to be securely behind bars because she feared what he might do.Even though Damien swore to protect her, he could still understand her paranoia. Every time he went to see Gavin with a lawyer, he was screaming in his voice and breaking out in a sweat, demanding Lila. Of course, Tessa was never going to allow Lila to show up there; it was still scary to see how much Gavin was not willing to give up even though he saw that there was no hope for him again.Gavin was glad that at last, it was the final hearing; he wondered why the court was dragging out the trial
Damien sat across from Oliver, wondering what he wanted to say; it was not like he was completely oblivious to whatever he was going to say; it was just that he had expected that all of this would blow over and Gvain would be safely behind bars before they talked about anything."You deceived me," Oliver said at once; there was no time for him to be beating around the bush. Damien had not thought too much about it before he decided to deceive him."I did," Damien replied with a head nod. It was not a false accusation after all and he thought that the faster he admitted to doing it, the faster they got to stop talking about it. "I wanted revenge and since I did not have the facts, I ran with what I had.""So all the while I was helping you get revenge against my sister and even after spending time with her, you did not realise that you were wrong about her?" Oliver asked. Lila was the kind of girl you would not believe would ever hurt a fly, even as her brother he had to say that nothi
Lila stood behind a glass watching Gavin get questioned; she wanted to run in there and scream in his face now that she was sure there was no way he would escape from there. She watched him get flustered even though he tried to act cocky. They were yet to bring up Amber and the evidence they had gotten. She knew he would lose his mind once he saw the evidence because that would point directly to her. She was the only one who had that evidence so he would know immediately that this was her doing but she did not care. There was no escaping for him for this one.She turned to Oliver, who was standing beside her. Tessa had said that she did not have a need to stand in the room and watch him get interrogated and the chief of police had taken her to his office so she could sit and get some coffee to drink. "I think I have seen enough; I want to go home," she announced, turning slowly to Oliver."I told you there was nothing to see here but you wanted to see," Oliver replied, his voice devoi
It took a while before the officers came to release all civilians from the room they kept them safe, the criminal was found and even transferred from their station to a more secure one. It was then that Lila knew that her mother and brother were standing outside the entire time. By the time they came in, Kevin was already speaking with the officers about how he would like to keep Gavin in there until there was evidence.Tessa did not pay any heed to Lila but walked straight to Kevin, who was arguing with the officer he was speaking to. "Mr. Voss," Tessa said as she approached him. Kevin turned around to see her and smiled with the base of his lips."Mrs. Carson, it has really been a while since I saw you," he said, turning to her."Can we talk a bit?" Tessa asked and he nodded. "Can we have some privacy, please?" she asked the officer who was still standing by them. The man looked flustered but his expression changed to gratitude because he was happy that he had found a way to escape.