At the Owen’s luxury jewelry store in the heart of the city, an elegant elderly lady stood glaring at the manager who refused to accept the Owen’s free card, a privilege that only the Owen family holds.“Do you know who I am?” she angrily asked, her voice sharp with indignation.The manager sighed, keeping his composure. “Ma’am, I’m sorry, but the company president has disapproved all branches of the Owen’s jewelry company from accepting anyone with the free card. It’s no longer valid.”“What nonsense!” she exploded. “Damien has no right to do that. I need to speak to him. I have every right to shop with this card.”The manager sighed again. “Excuse me,” he said, picking up the company phone to call the president.At Damien’s mansion, after instructing Simon on his tasks, Damien continued working alongside Mason. Suddenly, his phone rang.“Yes,” his voice was cold as he answered.“Sir, I’m sorry to bother you, but there’s a woman here demanding free jewelry using the Owen’s family fre
The dinner hall was quiet, everyone’s eyes on Beverly. She sighed, rubbing her head, then looked at Daniel. “I’m disappointed you think that of me. Why would I want to have an outside relationship with my colleague when Damien is there? It’s unprofessional,” she said, while Daniel scoffed. “Don’t be. I’m just suggesting because nothing is pointing fingers at a reason why…” “Daniel, that’s enough. You shouldn’t conclude something that’s not happening. Beverly won’t do it,” Clara cut in, and everyone sighed. “I know my daughter, Mr. Daniel Vladimir. She wouldn’t hurt Damien. I believe he has something he just doesn’t want to say. He’s Damien, and everyone here knows how he acts sometimes,” Mrs. Wales said, rubbing her daughter’s back. “That’s fine. There’s nothing I can do anymore. He has introduced his wife, and I’m not going to pressure him into marrying you, but I can tell you this—I don’t invite people whose identity I don’t know into our family,” Old Man Vladimir said, causing
The morning was so bright. Aurora had already bathed but now didn’t want to leave her room. It had been three days since she last spoke to Damien. After he asked her to leave that evening, he hadn’t looked at her or spoken to her—not that he did much before—but after the heated moment in the car that night, she thought they were supposed to be closer. Her heart raced whenever she thought of him, and she feared his rejection after that evening, so she stopped checking up on him. “Madam,” Stella called, catching Aurora’s attention. “You haven’t been yourself since the evening the boss asked you to leave his study,” she said, causing Aurora to sigh. “I told you, I understand he didn’t want to be disturbed, so I thought I should give him space,” she explained, as Stella sat beside her. “That’s what you say, but that’s not what your face is saying. I know you’re in love with him. You should understand he’s not like other men. He hardly shows affection, but I’m sure he’s fallen in l
Damien’s cold gaze locked onto the fragile figure standing before him as he buttoned up his shirt. Aurora’s hands nervously gripped the edges of her pajama shirt as she stood there, unsure of how to proceed. He sighed, his eyes narrowing slightly. “What do you want?” he asked, his voice piercing through the silence like a blade. The commanding tone made her flinch slightly, her blue eyes flickering with uncertainty. “Speak,” he ordered as he fastened his wristwatch. Aurora swallowed hard, her lips trembling. She had to do this. She had to say it now, or she never would. “I’m in love with you, Damien,” she said, her voice small but steady. The room seemed to freeze in that moment. Damien paused, his expression unchanged, though his eyes darkened slightly. Aurora’s heart pounded in her chest as the silence stretched on, suffocating her. She wasn’t sure if he was about to reject her, laugh, or dismiss her entirely. Damien’s cold, unreadable gaze lingered on her, his jaw tight.
The morning was bright as Damien woke up after an almost seven-hour flight from New York to California. He took a bath and put on his bathrobe. The five-star hotel presidential suite he was staying in wasn’t too far from the event center for the business gala. His food was already served, and he ate the little he could before taking a glass of wine to his balcony. The city view was spread out before him, with busy streets and other skyscrapers visible in the distance. Damien took a deep breath. It was a beautiful scene to behold. He looked down at the people walking around, and when his eyes landed on a couple, an image flashed in his head, making him hiss. He sat down to relax, going through his mail, but the events of the previous night in his study started replaying in his mind. “I’m in love with you, Damien.” Aurora’s words seemed to be haunting him, and he dropped his iPad. He didn’t understand why those words still echoed in his mind. Since he was born, the only image that s
The night was cold, and the restaurant was already getting prepared to close, the black-haired girl removed her apron laughing at what her colleague said, and she changed from her restaurant uniform to her mufti. “It seems like it’s going to rain tonight,” a blonde-haired girl said carrying her handbag as she looked at the dark-haired girl who nodded in agreement. She raised her head and her beautiful blue eyes smiled at the lady looking at her. “I’m waiting for you Aurora,” she said for Aurora to push her hair to the back of her ear. “No need Agatha, Audrey promised to pick me up tonight,” she said for the girl to chuckle. “Audrey this, Audrey that. Ok then, hope to make it to work tomorrow early because, with this weather, I think Audrey will make sure your moans fill the room.” She chuckled for Aurora to shyly smile. “I’ve told you again Agatha, I’m sealed not poked yet.” She said for Agatha to squeeze her brows. “So you weren’t joking when you said it before?” She as
The night was cold, the empty road was empty due to the heavy rain. Damien drives while his dark hair covers his left eye and his long masculine fingers hold tight on his steering. The image of what he saw kept playing in his head as he drove as fast as he could to the address sent along with the video. His girlfriend for two years, Beverly Wales, is a Hollywood actress and model, she featured in a lot of movies and also appeared in most magazines. They were supposed to hang out tonight as her movie premiere will be in two days but she didn’t show up or even text him. Damien wasn’t thinking, he just wanted to go there and make the actor who they are having a moment together at the moment feel what it means to touch what belong to Damien Vladimir. Immediately he took a sharp corner and accelerated, he heard a thud sound which made him step on his break immediately. He felt he hit something and this made him wonder what it might be, he looked around through his car window but the
Simon looked at the still unconscious girl in the hospital bed with her head wrapped around a bandage. He wonders why his boss asked him to move her to the hospital he opened in his mother's name. “I wonder why the production company has been calling me” he looked at his phone before he called the CEO of Theatre Group. “Mr Fredric, I’ve missed your calls,” Simon said after the phone was picked up. “Why did your boss withdraw his investment from the movie that’s already set to premiere.?” He asked Simon to frown, Damien didn’t tell him to withdraw their investment because he invested in the movie because of his girlfriend but if he withdrew without letting him know then it’s not meant for him to know. “It’s best known to him sir, I just follow orders,” he said for the CEO to scoff. “This is not right Simon. Please tell him I want to invite him over for dinner and let’s talk about it. If we did something and we need to apologize then we will” he said for Simon to sigh. “Ok