As they arrived at the location. It was a hotel, probably a new hide-out for Damon, Diana thought, since she's new to this site.
They stepped down from the Limo as Damon's personal guard opened the guard and followed them afterward.
Diana marveled at the luxury appearance. Of course she expected such luxury, but the fashion sense is something giving Antonio, not Damon.
“This is our new hideout from now on, it's safe, you don't have to worry about anything.”
Damon said as a uniformed man took off his suit.
Diana's lips widened in a smile. It felt good to hear him out her into his plans.
“It's spectacular you have a great taste of fashion”.
She replied as they walked into the hotel.
She could see a lot of highly trained Mafia men around every corner ,and recognized most of them as Antonio's men.
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Diana looked up as tears rolled down her face.Now I know how it feels to be in the fox's shoes, she thought.Then she arched her brows tightly.If only he had chosen me again, I won't be here suffering, that stupid brat!She slowly followed Damon.He stopped In front of a room, and inserted a key card.The room door opened and they walked in.It was as beautiful as she expected, but are they going to spend the night together?Just the thought of it sent her juice pumping.Damon started unbuttoning his shirt.“Feel at home…this will be the last hideout for you before we changed our destinies”.He said with a smile.Diana forced a smile back.“I can't wait for that moment”.She saw a wine rac
“Diana? Are you asleep?”Damon whispered and shook her.“Hmm?”Diana muttered sleepily.“I need a favor from you, it's important, I need it now”.He whispered.Diana opened her eyes weakly.“What is it?”***The next morning***As the first light of dawn crept through the windows.Diana slowly opened her eyes, suddenly she felt a sore ache in her muscles, a sweet reminder of the rough night she shared with Damon.The bedsheets were still rumpled, a testament to their intense ass fucking, and then the cream pie he gave to her to seal it all.She smiled to herself, feeling grateful for all that happened last night.Her eyes adjusted to the morning light, she noticed Damon in front of the king-sized bed, al
Angela's nieces, Liya and Lia, sat huddled together on the bed inside Doris's old childhood room, which she had prepared specially for them.The girls had sensed Angela's sudden coldness throughout the evening and that made them worried, to top it all Jace was nowhere to be found too.The kids knew something was wrong.“Come on, girls,” Doris said softly, her voice tinged with a gentle sadness. “It's time for bed now.”Lia looked up at Doris with tear-filled eyes, clutching her sister Liya's hand tightly. “But we want to stay up with Auntie Angela. She…she seems really sad.”Liya nodded in agreement, her lower lip trembling. “Can't we stay a little longer?”Doris knelt down beside them, her heart aching for the innocence caught in the midst of grown-up emotion.“Baby, you don't have to worry about her, she will be fine I promise you, I will take care of your aunty, okay?”The girls went silent but still sobbing.“Why is she sad? When is big brother Jace coming? We miss him”.Lia sob
A few minutes later.She came back from the kitchen carrying a tray with a steaming mug of chamomile tea, carefully chosen by her for its soothing properties. It's her grandma's special.She decided to check on the kids first before going for Angela.She peeked through the slightly opened door and found them soundly asleep, each hugging their stuffed animals.She smiled at them and walked through the passageway which leads to the sitting room.Cracked the door open with her leg gently having hands filled.“Angela,” Doris said softly, approaching her friend with empathy etched in every line of her face. “I brought you some tea. It's chamomile, I thought it might help you relax.”Angela looked up at her, her eyes red-rimmed from crying.She was seated on the couch, her hands clutching a crumpled tissue.The room was softly lit by a warm, ambient glow from the table lamp in the corner. A comfortable couch occupies one side of the room, adorned with plush cushions and a cozy throw blan
“Angela, I've been thinking a lot about what you said in the afternoon… about going back to that place…for Jace”.Angela looks up, meeting Doris' gaze with a mixture of sadness and curiosity.“What's wrong? I can't leave Jace’s corpse there”.She said quietly.Doris took a deep breath, choosing her words carefully.“I know Angela, but it's dangerous to go back there…don't tell me you trust Damon that much…”.She said softly.“But …he was the one who saved me…and the girls, he could have killed us, but he didn't”.Angela replied.“Oh please…of course he could've done that to gain your trust. Look, the Montero are dangerous and unpredictable. These are the same people who… who took your brother from us, the Monteros are all the same. I don't want you to go back there, it's not safe, trust me”.“I…don't know Doris. I need to give him a proper burial and the girls need to say goodbye Doris… I can't just abandon his body there”.Angela replied ad mist a sob.Doris hesitated, her concern fo
Antonio's jaw clenched in frustration.“But what, Carlos? Speak, you moron!” he demanded sharply, locking eyes with the man who had never faltered in his loyalty before. “Have you overlooked something? Or are you telling me there's nothing else you useless bunch of fools can do?!”He barked angrily.Carlos swallowed heavily and hesitated, choosing his words carefully. “We're still exploring every avenue, sir,” he replied with a trembling voice."But lady Diana…”.He paused, seeing the tight frown on Antonio's face as a reaction to the honor he attached to Diana's name.“But… Diana seems to have disappeared without a trace, I think there are people among our men working with her”.Antonio knew that alright, but he had more important things to face now. Damon is behind it all. Good thing for that brat. He is yet to show his face at the mansion since Diana exposed his deal with Angela.“I don't pay your assholes to think, there are people working with her, fish them out and Angela! Wh
Grandma Elizabeth, in her wheelchair, moved down the corridor of the Montero clinic, pushed gently by Antonio's cousin Courtney. Courtney had been staying at the Montero's as a support to her Grandma since Antonio gone crazy over the disappearance of Angela.The poor old woman needed her now more than ever, and she made sure to be there for her.“Did you get any information from the maid in Antonio’s Mansion, today?”Grandma Elizabeth asked Courtney as they stroll through the red carpeted hallway heading to the clinic.“Yes I did, and …(paused sadly) it wasn't a good news Grandma, the men came back with absolute no results concerning Angela nor that bitch Diana”.“And Antonio? How was he feeling about all this?"“No one has been sent to the clinic again…. I guess it's not that bad or could it have gotten worse?” Courtney asked.Grandma Elizabeth sighed."Poor Fox. His rage has surprisingly grown cold, and I wonder how he manages his emotions at this time”.“The maid confirmed that h
"Doris, please. Kerry is genuinely worried about Angela. She was held against her will and tortured by Antonio. She’s desperate to find her sister”.Courtney replied.Another silence came from Doris's end.Courtney slapped her forehead in frustration.“Are you still there, please this is important,we are all worried about Angela”.When Doris spoke again, her voice was skeptical. "And why should I believe that from a Montero? Kerry has always been trouble to Angela, she is a mother yet she carelessly messes around with anything in pants and even ignores her own babies,Kerry is bad news. I don't know what she told you but she is not a good sister to Angela,she never was."Courtney took a deep breath. "I understand your feelings, Doris. But Kerry is here with us, and she's changed. She is worried and she needs your help,if you know where Angela is, please do tell us..you will be rewarded handsomely…and I promise Antonio won't know of this"“Fine”.Doris snapped.“Fine?”Courtney asked,