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DamonAt first, I panicked when I saw that Isabella was not beside me. But after a moment of thinking things through, I realized she was most likely fine.I got up from bed, took a quick shower, and made my way to the gym before spotting her with Paula by the fountain. I suddenly had an urge to eavesdrop on both of them. It was an old wives' action which I wasn't used to, but I felt I needed to do it. With calculated steps, I made my way closer and sat on the other edge of the fountain as I put on my gym shoes."Doesn't it give you the creeps?" Paula asked, mirroring some of the thoughts I had inside."He does," Isabella responded. "I've decided that it's better to keep Valentino off the island. He knows a lot about the way things work outside the city. He could prove to be a useful ally in the future. But I can't give him what he wants. No.He can't have the city or any part of the island. In fact, I can't believe I didn't think about this before. My father left me a complete island
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Damon "What do you know that I don't?" I asked, teasing him with a smile and muttered a thank you to the bartender who placed a glass of whiskey in front of me. "I hear he's hiding something. I know he might have brought back the princess with him, but..." I trailed off internally, hating the way he spit out the word 'princess.' Suddenly, I wanted to punch this sheltered boy and watch him writhe in pain as he clutched his broken nose. His nose was suddenly too straight. "You don't say. Wouldn't you know that?" he asked me. "The masked king is a very secretive person. Even with how close I am to him, I still don't know what he looks like. I think he did bring someone with him, but there's a chance that it might be a fake. He sent me to Spain to search for the girl, but we didn't find her," I said as I leaned closer toward him. “No way. But I heard she was in the lower city.” Frederick said the his eyes wide. “Trust me, she wouldn't survive a day in the lower city.” I said as I
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DamonI closed my eyes and quieted the sounds around me until I heard nothing but my heartbeat. I could feel the steady pull of the mask, craving violence and death."Hush now, you'll get your fill," I told it in my mind, and it quieted in response. I felt almost euphoric as we lifted off the ground and moved through the air. As I had promised, fire would go up tonight. As I had promised, there would be death tonight. In no time, I felt the helicopter begin to descend as we steadily got lowered to the ground. As soon as we did, I let the sounds back in and exited the helicopter.The mask began to hum again, craving, crying for blood and death. This time, I couldn't stop the cry.I grit my teeth as I felt a surge of power flood through my bones.We had stopped right inside Martinez's estate. In the distance, the manor's sounds were coming out from the well-lit windows, almost as though there was a party."Looks like there's a party," I heard Miguel say beside me. "I'm sure they wouldn
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DamonFrank had been beaten up rather badly. His eyebrow was split, and his lip was busted in multiple places, bleeding profusely. I was willing to bet he had a broken tooth or two in his mouth. His bloody grin cemented my opinion. I leaned down and began untying his binds. I suddenly realized I could snap the ropes which gave out under the slightest pressure from me as though it were twigs. I snapped the ropes around his feet hands and the one binding him to the chair across his chest.He didn't move until I lifted him under the arm and draped his arm across my shoulder. His feet dragged behind him, but it was clear he struggled to stay upright as his breathing was labored. I kept silent as I climbed the stairs, respecting Frank's condition.Outside, the middle-aged woman stood between Miguel and Alessandro, neither of whom paid her any attention, but she was trembling in fear.As soon as they saw me, the duo moved to open the car door. Within a few minutes, Frank was in the car, an
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Damon I leaned back into my chair and caught Frank's eyes moving behind his eyelids. I reached to my neck and pulled on the cross necklace seated there, beginning to play with the pendant. "Do you remember when I got you that?" Frank said with a raspy voice. I chuckled. "Yeah. It made no sense to me why..." I suddenly looked up to find Frank looking at me with clear eyes. "You're awake," I forced out after swallowing the lump that appeared in my throat. "Looks like it," he rasped out again. "It's hard to sleep with you fumbling around like that. Not to mention that beeping sound is very annoying." His head turned in the direction of the heart monitor beside the bed. I couldn't help the laugh that came out of my mouth along with the prickling sensation of tears in my eyes. I turned my head and forced them back inside. "Are you crying, boy?" Frank asked. "No," I lied. "Turn your face back and let me see you. You're the only one that gets to come on to me like that," he said. "Ho
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Isabella Frank was what I would call an old hero, at least he looked the part. He also held a pivotal place in Damon's heart, earning my respect for the man. After all, he had been kidnapped and beaten up on a regular basis. My heart went out to him, and I wished I could bring him some comfort. "You shouldn't think too much about this, Isabella. I've been through worse," Frank said with a smile, but I could see pain in his gray eyes. "It doesn't matter if you have. I wasn't there. What matters now is that I'm here, and I can see this, and I'm not happy about it. I wish I could do something to burn down the estate," I responded. Perhaps I found what he did to be quite sweet, and luckily he hadn't killed anyone. Damon's eyes looked glazed over, as though he wasn't in the room with us. Was he angry that he didn't end lives, or perhaps he would rather be elsewhere? "Damon?" I called him, bringing his attention back. "Thank you. I'm grateful that you didn't do what you wanted to do, wh
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Isabella"Frederick," I said, rather than ask. "So what do I owe this... sudden pleasure?""I don't think you get to be like that with me," he said, his voice proud. "But whatever it is you think you're doing here, it's going to kill you.""And here? Where is 'here'?" I asked."I've been hearing rumors that you're here. Even if it's true, even if it's not true, I shouldn't even be hearing those rumors in the first place. So like I said, if you are behind the rumors—""I'm not behind anything," I cut him off. "Is that all you wanted to say?"He paused for a moment before speaking again. "I hear from reliable sources, strong sources, that you are here. Isabella, I don't like that.""It's Abella. And I didn't think you got to call me by my name. And even if I was in the city..."Julio walked up to me and mouthed, "Who is that?" I pulled the phone away from my body and whispered, "Frederick," then put him on speaker."What are you saying again? I got caught up in something," I said."I he
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Damon"That could mean anything and everything," I said as I watched the video again. "They could also be related to anyone and everyone. I'll ask Ted to run it through, and maybe if we could identify some of the names on the boxes, we could figure out who owns the place."Isabella's eyes were wide and almost gleaming in the afternoon light. My eyes found her shoulder, and I was tempted to taste her skin.This time, however, I held back as I lowered my head towards her shoulder and planted a soft kiss. Isabella giggled when my tongue came in contact with her skin.Suddenly, a phone call came in and ruined the moment. With an eye roll, I almost barked, "Hello?" into the phone."Hey, is everything okay?" I heard Justin ask."Perhaps you can tell me why there are rumors spreading about Isabella being here," I replied."I don't know," was Justin's reply. I looked at Isabella and then stood up from the armrest of her chair, walking to the window."Find out where that idiot called Frederick
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IsabellaPerhaps it was Donatella's face that was the most surprising, but the days following my declaration and official ascension to the throne were followed by endless visits to my family's estate.I had to temporarily move there because I was worried about the constant movement and how my son would take it. However, according to Julio, it also applied pressure to bring Cassandra back to the city.She had disappeared a few days ago, and I believed she went to have her child."I must say, he's a very handsome boy," Nicholas said as he carried my son and began to walk around the new nursery. The baby cooed in his arms and raised his little fists towards his face. I smiled but began to miss the little bundle of warmth that he provided. I had once complained to Damon, and his reply was,"You'll just have to get used to it. Or are you going to take my son away from me?" Damon said with a smile.***To my surprise, Cassandra didn't show up over the next few weeks. I began to genuinely w
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IsabellaGeorge knelt in front of me in the gazebo. I had given Alessandro the go-ahead to let him come to the mansion. He came accompanied by three more people that I didn't recognize."There was a mistake, Princess. If I had known…”“I know you think that I am a benevolent figure of never-ending kindness that might accept you. But you must understand that given my position, I simply cannot forgive you right off the bat. You have to prove yourself to me. You have to prove yourself to the city. You have to prove your loyalty, and it will cost you more than it did the last time," I found myself saying.Shortly after that, I left the men alone and made a beeline for the nursery where I felt my son squirming and crying in his cot. The maid I had instructed to stay with him was trying to keep him calm, but she was failing miserably, making me laugh.I stretched out my hands, and just as she placed him in it, the infant settled down. Shortly after passing him and singing to him, I felt ar
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DamonAfter Isabella told me that I should handle Cassandra, Valentino, and her allies, I got to work instantly, telling Ted to pull out the old files he had on the trust of those she committed."So what do we do with them?" he asked. "We pick the weakest link. We pick the one most sympathetic to the lower City. Find me a couple of them and show them the pictures."A few days later, I received a call from Ted while I was out in town on a meeting with Nicholas."We have a number of them. What do you want us to do?" he asked. "Tell them to come to my place," Nicholas said with his arms raised. "I'm sure we'll do a good job convincing them." I smiled and told Ted to do the same. Six men, members of the lesser families, came through his gate.I recognized Antonio and George to be some of them and stopped myself from snickering behind my mask. The men bowed when they saw me, but it was clear that their initial fear of me was gone. I smirked behind the mask and looked at them.I loved se
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IsabellaDamon had carried me into the tub filled with cold water. As soon as my body came in contact with the water, I instantly sighed in relief. Marie came to me with a small figure half wrapped in a cloth and laid the pink infant on my naked chest.I leaned my back against the foam headrest and let my child lean against my skin. He squirmed and cried, but Marie said it was all part of the process, even though my heart was aching as I desperately searched my mind for what to do to ease his sorrows somehow."If he doesn't cry, his lungs wouldn't be strong. You have to let him cry, princess," she had told me before I struggled with her, and Damon carried me into the bathroom. Even now, he was still crying, but I felt a bit assured as Damon held my hand and began to rub soothing circles over my knuckles. "You are so strong," he whispered. "I'm so proud of you." He whispered again, and this time his hand reached up to caress the head of the infant that laid on my chest. I smiled, bu
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IsabellaDamon laughed suddenly, his shoulders quaking, and the room filled up with the hearty sound of joy. He stopped after a while and turned his head towards Cassandra. "It looks as though this wannabe princess is uninformed about what's happening in the city. Someone please tell her."Andrew cleared his throat. "The King…" Damon took off his mask, revealing his face, causing Cassandra to gasp and cover her mouth, as did Donatella. "The King has been married to the princess for quite a while now. I happen to be one of those privileged to witness the ceremony and the signing of their marriage certificate.This, of course, meant that as one without a surname, he would take his wife's own, making him Damon Montenegro Therefore, your challenge… your stake on the throne is very much mitigated by him.""That's not possible!" Cassandra screeched. "You wouldn't do that," she said as she turned her head towards me and stared daggers at me through the screen. "I did. Would you like to h
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Isabella"Do I need to remind you that you are a fugitive?" Damon's voice cut through the silence like a hot knife through butter."Do I need to remind you that your crimes are so great you deserve to be put to death?" Damon stood up from his seat and walked towards the pregnant woman."Get out, or I will pull my gun and shoot you between your eyes, not caring about the child within your belly." Instantly, Donatella gasped and covered her mouth with surprise.She got up and walked towards both of them and set herself in their midst as though to protect Cassandra. "Ouch," I thought to myself. "So much for loyalty forever," I said out loud. Donatella turned to me."You must understand, princess, it's not as though I will not be loyal to you. It's just with the recent developments, we find ourselves needing an heir. Perhaps once she gives birth, she can leave." "I'm not going anywhere," Cassandra said, protesting as she pushed the older woman out of the way."I'm here to challenge her
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Isabella“No, Isabella. We still need Cassandra to come out. We need her to show her cards. I'm sure it's not going to take long, but... you have to hang tight, Mia Bella," Damon said, shaking his head.He raised his hand and began to caress my belly before leaning in and pressing a kiss on my swollen abdomen. As if in response, the baby kicked where his hand was."He's saying hello to me," Damon said with a smile as he leaned forward and then pulled open the robe I wore to reveal my naked belly."So perfect," he said as he pressed another kiss on the pale skin. "So damn perfect," he said again as he met my eyes. I could see the expression there, his eyes flashing red before returning back to their normal hazel color. He spread open my legs and slowly removed the outer robe to reveal my naked pussy. Slowly, he kissed his way from my belly button down to my weeping pussy.***The extra wait was grueling, but I didn't mind it. I filled my days with walking, with Paula up and down the
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Isabella"It was just a rumor," I told my husband as he paced the length of the room, hitting one wall and then going to the next to do the same."We both know rumors are next to truth. It wouldn't be said if it wasn't seen at some point. But you're the same person that said the city thrived on rumors. Why is this one only different?" I questioned him, but the man continued his insistent pacing. He had taken off his shirt, leaving him half naked and making my eyes wander to strange places."Please," I begged him as I stood up. I took off my coat."You're making me dizzy," I said.Damon stopped suddenly and looked at me. "And if the rumor's true?""Then we laid a trap. And I think traps are your thing… at least Julio's thing.""So let's call the ultimate trap master and have him whip up something for us," I said as I reached up towards my husband's head.***The day after, Julio sat opposite me in the gazebo. "How could you not tell me you were pregnant?" He asked, his eyes wide and f
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DamonIsabella's face was pale when I saw her as she came out of the bathroom. She had a stunned look as though she was trying to remember something. I grabbed her hands and rubbed circles over her knuckles until she smiled at me."I am fine," she said with a shaking voice."Champagne?" I asked as I handed her a flute. She shook her head. "I can't keep it down," she said, forcing another smile at me."Isabella, what is wrong?" I asked with my mouth close to her ear. "I'll tell you when we get home," she said as she squeezed my fingers back.The rest of the evening couldn't come fast enough as I began to wish time could go faster. Finally, three hours after we arrived at the party, she tugged on my arm, telling me she wanted to go home. I bade goodbye to my friends and some others who were desperate to see me for some reason. We decided to take the chopper, being impatient and me wanting to find out what was wrong with my wife.I helped her out of her dress when we reached our room. S
