Aurora struggled to free herself from the pressure of the pillow suffocating her, but she was too weak and fragile. The fear of losing her baby overwhelmed her fear of losing her own life.Meanwhile, Stella, who had been sleeping on the couch, woke to Aurora screaming and shaking in her sleep. Immediately, she rushed to Aurora’s side, trying to wake her.“Madam!” she called, but to no avail. Aurora continued to struggle.Panicked, Stella grabbed the jug of water on the bedside table and splashed it on Aurora’s face. Aurora gasped loudly.“Ahh! Ah!” Aurora gasped, looking around frantically.“Madam, it’s just a nightmare,” Stella said, hugging Aurora as she breathed heavily.“My baby… he tried to suffocate me! He was pressing the pillow on my face, trying to kill me. What did I do wrong?” Aurora cried, her voice trembling.“It’s all a dream, Madam. No one was here,” Stella reassured her, but Aurora shook her head vehemently.“No! Call Damien. I want to go home. I can’t stay here,” she
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
Damien had a scoff on his face, what his grandpa just said to him still rings in his head. First, he tried all he could to get hold of every single empire owned by Vladimir because he knew his mother died because of his father's affairs with his stepmother. The product of that affair which is his stepbrother and sister is now used to threaten him not only that but he is being forced to marry the woman who just betrayed him. He chuckled relaxing his back on his exotic office chair before he stared at the photo on his desk. The beautiful smile of the woman in her early thirties made Damien close his eyes. “Mom, I promise to get you justice, I thought Grandpa was on my side but it seems, just like you were betrayed after all you’ve done for them. They are turning their back on me too but don’t worry too much, your son is no weakling.” He said using his slim masculine fingers to touch the picture. Meanwhile, At the Gladys Vladimir hospital, Aurora's unconscious body has been arrange
The bright sun shone into the big study at the Vladimir villa, old man Vladimir sat facing the two men sitting on the couch while Beverly sat opposite them. “We are sorry to come directly to you Chairman Vladimir, yesterday was supposed to be the movie premiere date but due to Mr Damien's withdrawal, we couldn’t make the premiere possible and it’s going to affect us. We have asked Beverly to speak to him but she didn’t give us any positive feedback. I came here with the lead actor Micheal and as the director, it’s my job to make sure everyone benefits. Please Chairman Vladimir we need to ask Mr Damien what went wrong.” He said for Grandpa Vladimir to sigh looking at Beverly and then the other two men. “I have talked to him, don’t worry he will come around just postpone the premiere date.” He said with confidence knowing his grandson will not want to give space for his illegitimate brother. “Ok sir, we will…. A knock was heard cutting the director's words. The door opened and D
Agatha scoffed at the scene she had just seen, after getting no response from the two people on the bed, she closed the door and walked away. She called Aurora's number but was switched off then she was about to leave when she saw a familiar bag at the back of the door. Immediately she rushed and carried it, it was Aurora's work bag, her uniform was inside, and her makeup things. “The truth is that I don’t know where she is, she caught Sara and me in bed that rainy night and she ran away. I’ve looked for her everywhere I know she might find solace but no one saw her so I give up.” He said for Agatha to scoff turning towards him. “Why? She’s an orphan, Audrey, she put all her trust in you, even when the possibility of you cheating was visible she still trusted you.” Agatha said for Audrey to not respond then Sara walked downstairs already dressed. “You both will pay, I swear” Agatha angrily said and left the apartment with Aurora's working bag. It was raining so heavily, and th
The study was silent, everyone washed Beverly's body trembled in anger, and she folded her fist after reading the certificate. “Who is Aurora?” She asked but nobody answered as they didn’t even know who she was. “ Camila, Aunt Clara, Grandpa.. who the hell is Aurora?” She angrily asked and stood up while tears began to form in her eyes. “Grandpa you said he’s going to marry me, I should not worry but now I’m seeing the name Aurora on a marriage certificate with Diamen. This is bullshit” Beverly hit the door and stepped out angrily. “ follow her Clara, don’t let her do something stupid.” Old man Vladimir said for Clara to run after Beverly. Beverly rushed upstairs taking her car key before rushing back downstairs. “ Beverly wait please,” Clara said holding her hand. “ no Aunty, if he’s going to do this to me at least dumb me first, not only that let me know what I did, how dare he register a marriage between him and a girl while we are still dating? Damien must give me an a
Aurora struggled to free herself from the pressure of the pillow suffocating her, but she was too weak and fragile. The fear of losing her baby overwhelmed her fear of losing her own life.Meanwhile, Stella, who had been sleeping on the couch, woke to Aurora screaming and shaking in her sleep. Immediately, she rushed to Aurora’s side, trying to wake her.“Madam!” she called, but to no avail. Aurora continued to struggle.Panicked, Stella grabbed the jug of water on the bedside table and splashed it on Aurora’s face. Aurora gasped loudly.“Ahh! Ah!” Aurora gasped, looking around frantically.“Madam, it’s just a nightmare,” Stella said, hugging Aurora as she breathed heavily.“My baby… he tried to suffocate me! He was pressing the pillow on my face, trying to kill me. What did I do wrong?” Aurora cried, her voice trembling.“It’s all a dream, Madam. No one was here,” Stella reassured her, but Aurora shook her head vehemently.“No! Call Damien. I want to go home. I can’t stay here,” she
Aurora woke to the beeping of machines and the sterile scent of antiseptic. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she found herself in a hospital room. The soft hum of a heater filled the space, muffling the sounds of footsteps in the hallway.“Madam, thank God,” Stella said, rushing to her side. “You’re awake.”Aurora struggled to sit up, her hand instinctively moving to her abdomen. “My baby…”The maid hesitated, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.Before she could respond, the door opened, and Damien strode in. His expression was unreadable, but the tension in his shoulders betrayed his worry. He dismissed Stella with a curt nod, and she scurried out.Damien sat beside Aurora, his piercing gaze meeting hers. “You’re safe,” he said, his voice softer than usual.Aurora’s eyes filled with tears. “What about the baby?”Damien hesitated, his jaw tightening. “The doctors managed to save the pregnancy, but they said you need to rest. Stress isn’t an option anymore.”Aurora covered her face,
Damien pinned Daniel to the floor as his younger brother writhed and struggled beneath him, attempting to free himself. Despite Daniel’s resistance, Damien’s strength held firm. Daniel continued his futile attempts to break free. “Damien! Let me go!” “Go upstairs now!” Damien’s voice, cold and commanding, cut through the air like a blade. Aurora, standing at the door, froze in her tracks, torn between staying and intervening. “Don’t chase her away!” Daniel spat, his voice filled with venom. “Let her see the kind of man she’s with—a murderer.” Aurora’s face paled as she looked at Damien, her concern evident. “I said leave!” Damien’s glare was enough to make her flinch. Without another word, she turned and left the study, the sound of the door clicking shut echoing in the tense room. As soon as Aurora was gone, Damien released Daniel, who staggered to his feet, his expression twisted with rage. “What nonsense is this?” Damien snapped, watching as Daniel brushed dust off his coat.
The weather was bitterly cold, and the two men huddled in opposite corners of the damp, dimly lit cell. Their breath rose in faint, visible puffs as they shivered uncontrollably. The air smelled of mildew and despair.“I told you it was a bad idea to accept Daniel’s offer,” one of the men muttered, his voice trembling. “He won’t lift a finger to save us. Look at where we are, trapped in this godforsaken hole. Thanksgiving has passed, and instead of being with my family, I’m stuck here. And I know—I know—this place is the last thing I’ll see before Damien gets rid of us.”The other man didn’t respond, his eyes darting nervously toward the heavy iron door. The faint sound of chains rattling grew louder until it stopped abruptly.The door creaked open, and a tall, commanding figure stepped inside. The dim light flickered as Damien entered, his sharp features casting dark shadows across the walls. His coat swayed slightly with his steps, and his cold, calculating eyes surveyed the room.T
The chill of the night air hit them the moment they arrived at Sara’s house. Aurora stepped out of the car, her white fluffy coat rustling with the motion. Her gown beneath shimmered softly in the dim light, adding an ethereal glow to her already radiant appearance. Her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders in sleek waves, and her peach-toned skin glowed softly even in the harsh streetlight. Her blue eyes, sharp and calculating, flickered briefly over the house before she turned toward the door. A knock echoed through the quiet house, sharp and assertive. From inside, Sara heard it and quickly wrapped herself in a blanket before rushing down the stairs. She paused before the door, peering through the peephole, and saw two men dressed in black. Her heart skipped. Could it be Audrey? Without a second thought, she flung open the door, only to have the two men push past her, forceful and unyielding. “Who are you? What do you want?” Sara demanded, confusion and panic rising in her
Aurora’s gasp echoed through the dimly lit room. Her breath caught as her gaze fell upon Audrey, slumped in the corner. The man who once radiated confidence and pride now appeared as a shadow of his former self. His clothes hung loosely on his gaunt frame, his skin pale and sickly. Trembling hands gripped the edge of a worn chair, and his hollow eyes flickered with a mixture of desperation and defeat. “Aurora…” Audrey rasped, his voice cracked and barely audible. He squinted under the harsh glare of the overhead light, his frail gaze locking onto her. “Why are you here?” Aurora stepped forward hesitantly, her heart constricting at the sight of him. Memories surged to the forefront of her mind—some tender, others stained with the bitterness of betrayal. “Audrey… what happened to you?” she whispered, her voice trembling under the weight of her pity and confusion. Behind her, Damien stood silently, his imposing presence casting a long shadow across the room. His piercing hazel eyes
The mansion was silent as Damien walked in carrying Aurora. Her head rested softly against his chest, her breaths steady as he carried her up the grand staircase. The dim light from the crystal chandeliers cast a golden hue on the pair, giving the scene an almost ethereal quality. As Damien entered their bedroom, he carefully lowered Aurora onto the plush bed. The silk sheets crinkled as he adjusted her position, ensuring her comfort. Gently, he pulled the blanket up to her chest, his movements deliberate yet tender. His hazel eyes met her tired blue ones, and for a moment, time seemed to pause. “What are you staring at?” he asked, his voice a low rumble as he tucked the blanket more securely around her. Aurora reached out, her hand finding his. “I’d love to visit the apartment I shared with Audrey,” she murmured. Damien’s brows knitted instantly, his expression hardening. “Why?” he asked, his tone clipped. “Do you miss your old life?” Aurora sighed, her fingers idly tracing cir
Sara’s hands trembled as she clutched her phone. The image of Damien Vladimir—his imposing stature, piercing gaze, and commanding aura—stared back at her from the screen. The headline accompanying the photo detailed his immense wealth, influence, and ruthlessness. Her breath hitched as the realization hit her like a tidal wave. “Aurora? Married to him?” Sara whispered in disbelief, her voice shaky. Her mind reeled, trying to reconcile the innocent orphan she once knew with the wife of one of New York’s most powerful men. She glanced back at Agatha, whose arms were crossed as she studied Sara with a mix of pity and disdain. “She’s not the orphan girl you remember, Sara,” Agatha said sharply, her tone laced with finality. “Aurora is Mrs. Aurora Damien Vladimir. And your boyfriend? He just signed his death warrant by messing with her.” “No… no!” Sara shook her head vehemently, tears brimming in her eyes. “Audrey didn’t know! He didn’t mean to upset anyone!” Agatha’s expression harden
The room was deathly quiet, and the tension was palpable. Damien stood before Audrey, his cold, calculating gaze boring into the man who dared to upset his world. Every muscle in his body screamed for him to act—to punish the man who had brought so much pain to Aurora. But Damien held himself back. Not for Audrey’s sake, but for Aurora. She deserved to have a say in his punishment.Audrey’s face was pale as sweat trickled down his temples. He had never felt fear like this before. The silent wrath of the man before him was suffocating, and he knew he was staring into the eyes of death itself.“I didn’t know she was married, I swear!” Audrey’s voice trembled, his words barely coherent. “I wouldn’t have approached her if I’d known—please, believe me!”Damien’s expression remained stone-cold. He stepped closer, his presence as oppressive as a storm cloud. “You’ll remain here until she wakes up,” he said, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. “If anything happens to her or ou