Camila knew Damien might cut her off for this, but something told her that he was going to ask Aurora to terminate the pregnancy, as he didn’t look pleased with the news.“What did you say?” Old man Vladimir asked, making Camila smile.“She’s pregnant, Grandpa. He’s going to be a father,” she said, which made Daniel chuckle.“Why so soon?” he laughed, and the old man smiled.“That’s a man who wants to live life on his own terms. That’s a man of principle,” he said proudly, while Daniel scoffed, wiping his lips as he stood up and left the dining table.“Father, every man has his own priorities,” Clara said, making old man Vladimir scoff.“You should be happy. You’ll be a grandmother soon,” he said, calling out to his butler.“I know where my excitement truly lies,” Clara said, catching John’s attention.“Damien is your son too,” John said as Clara scoffed and put down her cutlery.“I know how many children I gave birth to, John,” she said, standing up, while old man Vladimir shook his
Inside the wet, dark cell room, two men sat far from each other. They didn’t know how many hours they had been there, but it felt like an eternity.“I told you we should leave, but you relied on that bastard who can’t even outdo his brother. Now look where we are,” one of the men said, causing the other to sigh. At that moment, they heard the rumbling sound of chains, and the door opened.The light turned on, and they immediately shut their eyes, trying to adjust to the sudden brightness.They could hear footsteps—more than one person or even two.As they tried to open their eyes, they saw Damien in a wheelchair with three bodyguards.Damien’s cold gaze stared daggers at the two men, who immediately bowed their heads.“Tie them down,” he said quietly. Two guards stepped forward, raised the men, and sat them in iron chairs, binding them with chains.“Daniel asked you to kill me, but you didn’t do a good job. Why?” he asked. Both men frowned and then scoffed.“We don’t know what you—”O
Agatha smiled at her colleague, who handed her the table number for her next order.“Two young women at table five, please. They asked for water and juice,” her colleague said. Agatha nodded and took the order.She had been selected by the restaurant’s headquarters to serve at the forum, and she was excited at the prospect of meeting wealthy guests.Walking to the table, Agatha served the drinks. As she did, a familiar face caught her attention, and she gasped.“Aurora,” she called, eyes wide with surprise.Aurora frowned at the waitress who had just said her name. The voice was familiar, but she couldn’t place it.“Excuse me?” Camila asked, prompting Agatha to bow quickly.“Sorry, ma’am,” Agatha said, but she couldn’t help stealing glances at Aurora.“Do you know me?” Aurora asked, confusion evident in her voice.“I’m sorry, I must have been mistaken,” Agatha replied and left immediately.The face and voice were Aurora’s, but her demeanor and expression were different. Agatha wondere
Aurora gasped. She didn’t know what was going on, but one thing was certain—it wasn’t good.She saw two men dragging the unconscious taxi driver to the side of the bush. At that moment, she immediately grabbed her phone to call Damien. The moment her phone began to ring, one of the men opened the car door and dragged her out.Damien was in his study, redesigning the company Daniel had tried to sabotage. His vice president had returned, and they were on a conference call when his phone rang. It was Aurora.He frowned. He knew he was the last person Aurora would call, but he answered anyway.“Speak,” he said, only to hear Aurora’s desperate plea.“Please, don’t hurt me! I’m pregnant!” Her terrified voice broke through the line before the call abruptly ended.“Hello?” Damien frowned, calling the number back, but it was switched off.Immediately, Damien called Camila.“I’m sorry, I didn’t—”“Where’s my wife?” Damien’s cold voice cut through, making Camila frown.“I sent her home already.”
Aurora chuckled, knowing the influence Damien had out there. For some reason, she felt proud being his woman, even though it was clear she wasn’t his forever—only for a period of time. “I guess you recognize him,” Aurora said, causing the man to burst out laughing. They had been anonymously hired for the kidnapping, so he didn’t actually know who sent them, but they had been paid very well. “We’ll know after I have you,” he said, smiling. Aurora folded herself, scared. He approached her, licking his lips while Aurora tried to untie her hands, but to no avail. The struggle began to make her wrists red. As he approached, he bent down and held her face while she struggled to free herself. “Don’t touch me! I’m pregnant, please,” she pleaded. He dragged Aurora down, but suddenly, a gunshot sounded, making Aurora scream. “Ahhhhh!!!” Aurora screamed out loud in horror as the blood of the man in front of her splashed all over her face. “Ahhhh!!” she kept screaming as he fell o
The morning sun rose high, casting its bright, golden rays across the room, illuminating Aurora’s serene face. Her soft, dark hair framed her delicate features, tucked neatly behind her ears. Her skin, smooth and glowing like polished peach, reflected the sun’s warmth as if nature itself admired her beauty. Aurora moaned softly, her body stirring under the silk sheets, the corners of her lips twitching into a relaxed expression.But something was off.The scent in the air was unfamiliar—sharp and distinctly masculine. It wasn’t the gentle lavender aroma she was accustomed to waking up to. Her brows furrowed as she turned on the bed, pulling the blanket closer. Slowly, her heavy eyelids fluttered open, revealing the room’s dark, unfamiliar surroundings.She sat up abruptly, her heart pounding as she scanned her surroundings. This wasn’t her room. The walls were a dull gray, with heavy, dark curtains that muffled the sunlight’s entrance. The air was cold and almost suffocating. Everythi
Beverly’s eyes followed Aurora as she turned to Butler Thomas.“Where’s Stella?” Aurora asked.“She’s in the garden, madam,” Thomas replied, bowing respectfully.Beverly frowned. Her heart boiled with anger; she couldn’t believe the men she hired failed to carry out her orders. She had sent them Camila’s photo from her Instagram story and paid a hefty sum, yet they still couldn’t complete the task. Without another word, Beverly turned sharply and stormed toward Damien’s study.“Next time, if she comes visiting, don’t stop her,” Aurora said, turning back to Thomas. “She’s Damien’s lover, so let her in.”Aurora started toward the dining area but paused. “Has he eaten?”Thomas shook his head. “I’m about to serve his meal, madam.”“Leave it,” Aurora said.“Pardon, ma’am?” Thomas asked, confused.“I’ll serve him myself,” she said, smiling gently. Her newfound boldness surprised Thomas, but he nodded and went to set Damien’s meal.At the door to Damien’s study, Beverly stopped to compose he
Aurora’s eyes were wide open. She hadn’t expected Damien to kiss her, but it was something she had been craving from the man who had been giving her the “I don’t care” attitude.Damien slowly laid her down on the table as he continued to kiss her gently, waiting for her response. The moment she tried kissing him back, he bit her lower lip, eliciting a soft moan that granted him access to her warm mouth. As he deepened the kiss, Aurora felt a rush of emotions. She wouldn’t say she was inexperienced, but this felt entirely new to her. Aurora didn’t understand what Damien was doing, but she wasn’t going to back out.He slowly slid his hand under her gown, feeling her warm skin. Breaking the kiss, he traced a trail of kisses to her neck and whispered into her ear.“I want the gown off,” he said, turning to gauge her expression.Aurora’s blue eyes stared at him, shocked. Then, she immediately bowed her head, hiding a shy smile. Damien smiled at her shyness and pressed a soft kiss on her fo
John cleared his throat, then smiled at Aurora. “Aurora,” he called, smiling. “Father,” Aurora responded with a smile. “Sir Damien,” the manager who was with John now greeted. “I’ve told you to stay away from anything that has to do with my mother,” Damien said, making John sigh. “Thank you for your help, Manager Christ. I’ll take my leave,” John said and left. “You’re fired,” Damien said as he entered the elevator with Aurora. “Boss, I’m sorry, he—” The manager tried to plead, but the elevator doors closed. “You can’t just fire—” “It’s my company, my rules. I warned him. My father’s presence here—I should be informed. He disobeyed me. I would have sent him to the hospital before firing him, but you’re here. I don’t want to traumatize you,” Damien said. Aurora gently held his hand. “At least… aren’t you curious to know why your father came?” “Same reason as always. It’s his dead wife’s property. He came to visit,” Damien replied, making Aurora sigh. “Well, I don’t see an
Aurora walked into the wardrobe where Damien was, after she was done eating. Her eyes widened, and she couldn’t help but chuckle.“What’s funny?” Damien turned around, wearing white pants and a beach shirt.“What’s in all these boxes?” she asked, opening one.“Ahh…” she looked at Damien, who smiled.“Go and bathe. I’ll fix your sanitary items for you,” he said, causing Aurora to bow her head, then chuckle again.“Do you want to start a company for manufacturing sanitary pads?” she asked.“Do you want me to?” he responded, making Aurora smile, then sigh.“You already have too much on your plate. That’s very unnecessary,” she said as she opened another box.“Oh, Damien…” she muttered upon seeing it was filled with tampons.“Go and bathe. I’ll select clothes for you to wear. I didn’t order other clothes along—I was in a haste while ordering all of them,” he said, and Aurora nodded.“Actually, I don’t like tampons. They make me uncomfortable,” she said, then left the wardrobe.In less tha
John drank his life away. The fact that his father’s death didn’t hurt him as much as seeing his wife having an affair did. He wanted to press her neck and choke her, but he loved her so much that doing so would feel like hurting himself.“Where’s my mother?” Daniel walked in.“I told you to leave,” John said, standing up from the couch.“I’ve called you father my whole life, not knowing you killed my real father. Still, I don’t care. The only person I don’t want to see in this family is Damien, because he is the reason I’m seen as a man with no use. So—”“Shut up and leave, Daniel. You have no right to say who you want to see and who you don’t,” John said, then turned to leave.“I will burn the Vladimirs to the ground,” Daniel said, causing John to smirk.“I’ll watch you try. A little reminder—Damien is not a man to play with. He’s been easy with you because of his grandpa, but now he’s gone. And your mother killed him. He’ll put a bullet through your heart without thinking. That’s t
Everywhere became silent. Mason’s eyes stared at Naomi. Agatha and Camila smiled at her curiously.Naomi knew Camila was trying to stir something up, so she immediately cleared her throat.“Erhhhem… I think you heard wrong,” she said, drinking from her wine glass.“I’ve heard that name before,” Mason said, removing the steaks from the grill.“Where, baby?” she asked, gesturing for Mason to cut the steaks into small pieces.“You. On call with some Sara,” he said, making Naomi frown.“You all have been hearing wrong, and even if you heard right, I don’t want to talk about my ex,” she said, prompting Camila to chuckle.“It doesn’t bite though,” Camila said, collecting steaks from Mason.“It should be my business,” Naomi added. Agatha chuckled at the drama before smiling at Mason, who handed her the steak.Naomi didn’t like that, but she couldn’t react, so she just sat still, holding in her anger.“What about you, Agatha? I see you’ve been staying with Aurora recently. Don’t you have a bo
The ride was silent. Damien looked at Aurora through the rearview mirror as she folded herself in the back seat and cried.He didn’t understand why she was crying. He hated himself for not punishing them—just giving them an easy death. His knuckles tightened as he picked up his phone and dialed a number.“Search for their family. Everyone should pay,” he said coldly, then hung up.Instead of heading to the mansion, Damien diverted to an isolated highway. He kept watching Aurora until she eventually fell asleep.He stopped at a small white beach. A beautiful vacation house stood at the center. He stepped out and carried the sleeping Aurora in his arms.“Open the door, Alexa,” he commanded, and the gate opened. Damien walked in while carrying Aurora. Her purple cheeks made him feel he hadn’t served justice yet. He entered the mansion and took her to the only bedroom in the house. Gently, he laid her down and went downstairs to make a call.“Frank, whatever you’re doing, stop it. I need
Agatha stood up, shocked and worried.“What did you say? She just went for a candy,” she said, rushing toward where Camila came from.“Aurora!!” she screamed out.“See, her ice cream stick,” Camila pointed at the melted ice cream on the floor.“It might not be hers. Might just be the same flavor. Not hers,” Agatha refused to believe it and rushed to the candy stand.“Did you sell candy to a petite, dark-haired girl with blue eyes? About twenty-four years old?” she asked. The man nodded.“She paid and took her candy away,” the man responded.“Did you see anyone with her or…”“A guy. Didn’t look at him very well,” he added, then continued attending to his customers.“What do you think?” Camila asked.Agatha rubbed her head, worried. “We need to tell Damien before it’s too late. He won’t take it easy on us. You know your brother.”On the highway, far from the park, three men sat in silence as they drove their little truck into the woods.“Are you sure the husband will pay a huge ransom f
John knew one thing for sure—messing with Damien was never a good idea. Upon finding out about their grandfather’s death and who was responsible, he vowed to make sure the person suffered emotionally, physically, and mentally. He knew Ciara had killed his father. That night, when he woke up and saw she wasn’t in bed, he assumed she was in the bathroom. But when he checked and didn’t find her there, he simply returned to bed. He hadn’t been surprised—but he was shocked that his suspicions had been right. He didn’t take action. He felt guilty for killing Daniel’s father, so he bore the responsibility. That was why he couldn’t let her leave the villa as Damien had demanded. But what he was hearing and seeing now—his body couldn’t contain the anger. The sounds of erotic moans filled the room. Ciara immediately grabbed her phone to switch it off. The message sent to her earlier was an erotic video—of her and her sugar boy. John couldn’t take it. He yanked the phone from her hands. “Jo
Damien wasn’t in the mood to joke around with Daniel Babiah’s tantrums. Normally, he wouldn’t have confronted Ciara after the DNA test showed that the skin from his grandfather’s finger matched hers. She was the reason his mother died, and now she had sent his grandfather to the grave with her own hands.His eyes scanned her body until they landed on a small bandage on her arm.“Are you insane?” Daniel looked at Damien after the heavy accusation.“I refuse to let you drag me into a mess. Why would I kill Grand—”Without another word, Damien grabbed Daniel by the neck with force. He had no time for her denial. Since she killed his grandfather for her son, he would make her confess—because of that same son.“Let me go!” Daniel struggled, but it was like a giant gripping a human’s neck. Ciara’s eyes widened as the aura Damien released grew colder and colder.“Why did you kill my grandfather?” Damien asked again, this time increasing the pressure on Daniel’s neck.“Kkkk…” Daniel gasped, s
Damien was surprised. What he expected was nothing close to what he was seeing. He scoffed, then put the papers back into the envelope.“You can prepare him for the funeral. My assistant will take care of any payment needed,” he said and then left the doctor’s office. Damien’s jaw clenched as he walked out of the hospital.Simon opened the door, only for Damien to stop.“I want to visit my mother. Find your way back to the company. Also, inform my father to release the news of my grandfather’s passing—say it was due to a heart attack,” he said, then got into the driver’s seat and zoomed off.Simon wondered what was in the envelope that made his boss drive off like that. But the most important thing was that he was grateful Damien didn’t ask him about Beverly’s gravestone.As Damien drove toward the elite graveyard, his hands gripped the wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white. If it had been about the people he expected, he wouldn’t have minded.When he stopped at the garage, he ste