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 sir,” he said and hung up. Immediately he left the wardroom to fill out a transfer form before he could transfer the unconscious girl. At a Western restaurant in the street of Guston New York City, Agatha who just served some customers rushed to the bathroom and brought out her phone. She dialed Aurora's number multiple times but no response and this made her scared. “Did she later accept to be poked last night?” She asked herself shaking her head. “Or she is ill” she kept on saying possible opinions but still she didn’t know which exactly so she remembered Aurora had once used her phone to call Audrey. “Agatha” she heard her manager calling. “Ten minutes Mrs Alfredo, my stomach hurts,” she said after hearing her manager's voice in the toilet. “Customers are waiting, wrap it up fast, Aurora will pay a fine for just missing a day without sending her letter or asking for a day off.” she heard the woman say and left. Agatha sighed calling Audrey and after multiple rings, the call was picked up. “Hello,” she hurriedly said. “Hello,” she heard Audrey speak. “It’s Agatha, Aurora's colleague, is she alright? She didn’t come to work today and the manager is angry” she said to hear a silence at the other end of the phone for a few seconds before she heard him speak. “I thought she spent the night at yours?” She heard Audrey speak. “What? She said you were coming to pick her up last night after work” Agatha said for Audrey to keep silent. “I text her, the rain is too heavy she should either go with you or take a taxi home.” He said for Agatha to cover her mouth. “Goodness. Where is she?” She asked with a teary voice. “I called her but she didn’t pick Audrey, what might have happened? Wait let me check the restaurant CCTV, I will call you back” she said and hung up. Agatha immediately left the toilet to the security area of their restaurant. “Please can you check the CCTV of last night from 8-9 pm?” She asked for the men to look at her. “Why?” One of them asks. “A worker is missing,” she said for the men to nod and they checked the camera. They saw Agatha leaving by 8:30 pm then when it was 9 pm, Aurora left in a taxi. “Where can I find this taxi?” She asks for the security guys to sigh. “You can copy the plate number and send a text to the taxi transportation committee of New York City,” he said to Agatha and she copied the taxi number before she left. Inside the CEO office of the Vladimir Empire, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering panoramic views of a bustling New York cityscape. The floor is made of rare hardwood, with handwoven Persian rugs adding warmth. The centerpiece is a custom-made, oversized desk crafted from exotic woods like Brazilian Rosewood, with sleek metal accents. On the desk, there are minimalist, high-tech gadgets, a sleek computer setup with multiple ultra-thin screens, and a few personal touches like a handcrafted pen. Around the office, there are several seating areas with plush, designer furniture—Italian leather sofas, velvet armchairs, and a glass coffee table atop a cowhide rug. The walls are adorned with a mix of contemporary art, featuring pieces from Damien's mother’s paintings. A glass-enclosed corner holds a lush indoor garden with a rare bonsai collection. The lighting is carefully designed, with a mix of natural light, recessed ceiling lights, and artistic fixtures like a chandelier made from hand-blown glass. On the wall, there was a piece of his race car, and Nearby, a large bookshelf holds a curated collection of books, ranging from business and philosophy to rare first editions and art tomes. Overall, Damien's office exudes power, taste, and global sophistication, combining comfort with a touch of the exotic and the unexpected. He might be cold but he likes his space to define him. Inside his office, he was Signing a document when he heard his door open and the sound of hills footsteps walked towards him. Raising his head, he saw Beverly smiling at him, her red silk short gown hung tight to her body bringing out her beautiful curvy shape, and her red painted lips smiled brightly at him. “What do you want?” Damien coldly asks Beverly to smile. She walks towards his desk dropping her small Hermes handbag before walking to his side. “Good morning baby, I’m sorry I didn’t show up last night, I was tired and I fell asleep,” she said for Damien to close his eyes. “Don’t touch me” he said coldly after feeling her small hands around his shoulder. “Damien I’m sorry, please don’t be upset.” She said purring her lips. “Leave my sight,” he said for Beverly to sigh walking towards his front. “Are you that upset to the extent you want to withdraw from the movie I was featured in? Damien you can’t do that, it’s premier is tomorrow.” She said trying to tear up. Damien didn’t respond instead he carried his desk phone and called his security. “I have a nuisance in my office, I want her out and today should be the last day you let such a disgusting thing into my company.” He said and hung up for Beverly to frown. She looked around there was no one but the two of them. “Damien, what’s going on?” She asks for Damien to look at her. The more he sees her the more the image of last night appears in his head. “You better leave with pride that’s if you still have any or let my guard chase you out like the nuisance you are,” he said and then continued working. Beverly knows well that whenever Damien is acting like this, something upsets him and she knows very well to keep her pride intact than let those guards chase her out. She sighed carrying her bag then left the office. Immediately she came out she saw three guards rushing towards her. “Don’t touch me with your filthy hands” she said walking away for the guards to follow her from behind. Immediately she came out of the company, she entered into her car and zoomed off. At the Vladimir villa, a red Porsche drove into the gate and then in a straight driveway, lined with cypress trees that led up to the villa, it took the red Porsche six minutes before it arrived at a central fountain as a focal point. The property is surrounded by high walls or hedges, ensuring complete privacy. Immediately the red porch stops at the front of the huge royal-like building, Beverly steps out wearing sunglasses. “Welcome madam” the villa butler greeted but got no response. “Beverly” An elderly lady called as she walked towards Beverly who just removed her sunglasses showing her red eyes from tears she had while driving down to the villa. “Aunty Clara” she called crying as she hugged the woman. “What happened dear? It’s Damien?” She asks Beverly to nod crying. “Oh, my poor baby. Come sit with me.” She said as they sat on the luxurious Turkish design cushion. “I heard what he did. Nobody knows why and he’s not responding to anyone.” She said for Beverly to sigh cleaning her tears. “I went to his office to find out what happened, Aunty, Damien chased me out like I’m a peasant begging for money,” she said bursting into fresh tears. “Why? What’s wrong with him? Goodness. Come, Grandpa Vladimir is in the study, go cry to him. He’s the only one Damien respects” she said for Beverly to nod standing up. “What of Uncle John ?” She asks about Damien's father. “He hasn’t come back from his business trip my dear. Go now” the elderly woman said for Beverly to nod and she left to the villa study area. On her way there, she saw Grandpa Vladimir coming out of his study with his therapist. “Beverly Wales. What troubles you, my dear?” His old voice asked for Beverly to hug him. “Damien Grandpa. He withdraws from the movie investment. He doesn’t want to see me too” she said crying. “Oh, my dear. It’s ok. Go meet Clara, I will speak with Damien first” he said for Beverly to nod then she left. “You will have to excuse me Mr Musk, I need to speak with my strong-headed grandson.” He said for his therapist to nod and then leave him. At Damien's office, it was midafternoon when his phone began to ring. He saw his grandpa on the caller ID which made him sigh because he already expected him to say something. After multiple rings he picked. “Grandpa” he called. “You don’t want to pick up my call you rascal. I’ve seen what you’ve done and I’m not happy about it. Beverly is hurt because this will affect her career, Damien. I don’t want to know your explanation but if you want the company and everything Vladimir to be yours as the rightful heir, marry her, or bring me a woman you want to marry before I understand your action or not, Daniel will willingly take what you’ve worked for. I give you a week to give me a response” the old man said for Damien to frown…….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 watches the blonde-haired girl walk towards her, she wonders why and what’s going on. “Are you Aurora?” She heard the blonde girl ask her and she nodded before she could respond, her words were cut off by two fast but yet a strong thunderous slap landed on her left cheek making her lower lips cut from the side and blood began to come out. “Snatcher” she heard the blonde-haired girl say while she held her cheeks confused and also feeling the metallic taste of blood in her mouth. She watched the lady leave with three men following her from behind which made her wonder what was going on and why is she slapped. Aurora felt a whooping headache which made her immediately walk back to her room, she walked towards her bathroom, and on the sink tap, she watched her mouth, pouring out the blood then her face, using the clean white towel to dap her face before her broken lips. “Ssh” Aurora hissed in pain before walking out of the bathroom. Her head still ached so she took some p
Damien's tall figure looked at the petite girl at his front, his slim long fingers raised her hot chin to look at him and her blue eyes stared at him with fear. He turned her purple cheeks and scoffed. “Are you a statue?” He asked Simon and the doctor to open their mouth shocked with his question. “Huh,” Aurora gasped with surprise at his question. “I asked a question,” he said releasing her face. “No” she whispered. “Then you must be dumb,” he said looking at her face. “No” She whispered bowing her head as she wondered what kind of emotionless person was in her front. “I don’t think so, because there no reason you will stand still and let a fellow woman slap you this hard, except you are a statue or you are dumb or both,” he said to Aurora whose tears were forming in her eyes but she tried hard not to let tears flow. “Make sure she’s alright,” he said to the doctor and as he was about to leave, her question stopped him. “She calls me a snatcher,” she said for Damien
The Vladimir family left Damien's mansion with a sour face, the big black Chevrolet SUV drove into the city why the clouds roaring, Camila was on her phone while the old man look at Clara and John, he pushed his head backward because he had been wondering what changed his grandson, the cold shoulder, heartless attitude and total no regards for his stepmother. The cloud kept roaring as the driver diverted into the Vladimir family villa, immediately the car stopped at the garage and the door was opened by the guards, the old man stepped out, He looked at his son. “ in my study, both of you,” he said and walked away for Clara to look at her husband. Both adults sigh while Camila shakes her head leaving her parents behind as she walks to her room. Inside the old man Vladimir study, she rubs his forehead waiting for his son.The two adults walked in sitting on the couch. “ justifying your statement John,” he said for John to sigh. “ nothing to justify dad, I have been with Clara
Aurora was heading from her room to check if Damien was back so she could thank him when she saw him rushing upstairs. The urgency in his movements made her worry, so she hurried after him. When she reached his door, it was ajar. Stepping inside, she looked around anxiously before entering the main bedroom, where she found Damien groaning on the floor.Immediately, she rushed to his side, kneeling beside him.“Are you alright?” she asked, her voice trembling with concern. But instead of answering, Damien suddenly pushed her down, capturing her lips with his in a fiery kiss. Aurora’s eyes widened in shock.She struggled to free herself, but Damien’s weight pinned her down as his heated mouth claimed hers, his lips and tongue rough and demanding. She could feel the intense heat radiating from his body, making her wonder what had happened to him.As she fought against him, the lack of escape left Aurora with no choice but to relent. She started to kiss him back, but her compliance was sh
Simon paid the bills and also compensated the man who found Aurora. He arranged for her to be transferred to the family hospital, with guards stationed at her ward. He didn’t leave her side because, for the time being, he knew Damien didn’t need him.At Damien’s mansion, he sat in his study, sweat breaking out on his forehead. The urge to do what he wanted was so overwhelming now that he couldn’t control it. The urge—the dark, violent desire—was clawing at his chest, and this time, he had no intention of suppressing it. His breathing was slow, controlled, but his fingers twitched with barely restrained rage. The study door opened, and Mason walked in.“Man, calm down,” he whispered.Damien didn’t reply. His expression remained void of emotion as he stood, grabbed his coat, and headed for the door.“Don’t follow me.” he muttered before walking out.Mason bowed his head, sighing.“What’s wrong with these people?” he muttered, exhaling before leaving too.Moments after Damien drove out,
*Few Hours Before Damien’s Arrival*Just like every other night, Daniel was in his bar. The music was loud, he lit up his cigar while smooching the girls around him, laughing.His assistant walked towards him, then bowed and whispered something to him. Daniel sent him away, not ready to deal with their family problems.The assistant sighed frustratedly before leaving the cabin to respond to John, who had demanded to speak with Daniel.A few seconds after his assistant left, four men approached the cabin. Daniel’s guards immediately stopped them, but they were electrocuted, making both guards fall unconscious.The men entered the cabin and pulled out their guns, pointing them at the girls, who immediately covered their mouths in fear.“Who sent you?” Daniel asked, but the men didn’t respond. Instead, one of them walked toward Daniel, removed the cigar from his mouth, and crushed it beneath his foot.“How dare you?” Daniel said angrily as he tried to stand up, but before he could react,
The Vladimir family was restless. Hours had passed, and still no sign of Aurora. When Daniel finally drove in, he wasn’t alone. A medical team accompanied him, carrying Old Man Vladimir in his bed. John and Ciara rushed out as the team carefully transported the frail man inside. “Where’s Aurora?” John demanded, his voice sharp. Daniel exhaled heavily, running a hand through his hair. “I didn’t see her. When I arrived, it was just Grandpa.” John’s face darkened. “We need to find Aurora, Daniel. If Damien returns without her, none of us will be safe. You know that.” His voice wavered with anxiety. Daniel sighed, rubbing his temples. “My men are searching for her. We—” “Report to the police,” Camila interrupted coldly. Ciara spun to face her. “Who told you to come out?” she snapped, narrowing her eyes. Camila folded her arms defiantly. “I have my own key, and I’m not a child anymore. Report this to the cops, or I’ll tell Damien myself.” Without another word, she turned an
Mason could read the expression on his father face, that name wasn’t just a name. He thought. Gerald sighed too. “Mom is upset. Go tell her it was a mistake.” “I just blurted it out, son. I can’t explain that she looks like a woman I met on a business trip.” Mason chuckled. “If Aurora looks like her, she must be breathtaking.” Gerald nodded. “Indeed, she was.” “The girl—where is she from?” Gerald asked. “She’s an orphan. That’s what Damien said.” Gerald nodded, then sighed. “Let’s go in.” At the hospital, Aurora stood outside the ward with Agatha after greeting Ciara and John. “Grandpa wants only you to visit,” Camila said. Aurora looked confused. “Go. He must be lonely. But tell him I’m very upset with him.” Aurora nodded and entered the ward with Agatha. Ciara clenched her fists in anger, then turned and left. “Aurora, my dear.” The old man smiled as Aurora hugged him. “Meet my sister, Grandpa.” Agatha bowed slightly. “What’s her name?” “Agatha.”
Gerald scoffed. He couldn’t get Aurora’s face out of his head—the blue eyes, thick lips, finely shaped nose, and that smile. It was exactly like the college student he had met in Moscow during his business trip. Jane Petrov. He wouldn’t call it love, but it was one of his best nights in Russia. That cold evening, Gerald and his assistant had booked a cabin at one of the finest restaurants in Moscow. The air was freezing. After settling in, a young waitress walked in to take their order. His eyes couldn’t move away from her pretty face, especially the way she smiled as she set the table. He bit his lips and sighed. “Enjoy your meal,” her delicate voice said as she turned to leave. Gerald stopped her. “Excuse me.” The girl turned back. “What’s your name?” he asked. She bowed her head slightly. “Jane,” she said quietly. “I’m Gerald. Gerald Mason.” She nodded politely. “Sit.” Jane quickly shook her head. “It’s unprofessional, sir.” Gerald smiled, then glanced at hi
The morning was bright. Naomi arranged her luggage with a smile all over her face. It was Christmas, and they were traveling for their honeymoon. If she could, she would always travel—even without Mason. She loved him, but one thing was certain: she was here to spend money and fulfill her dreams. Humming happily while folding her clothes, she turned when Mason walked in. “Are you done?” he asked. “Yes, babe,” she replied, holding onto his hands. “You look beautiful,” he whispered, making Naomi blush. “I can’t wait for us to leave and be alone for a little while,” she said. Mason nodded with a smile. “Damien left already. Before we go, let’s check on Aurora.” Naomi rolled her eyes and released his hands. “Mmm,” she murmured, nodding before turning back to her clothes. Mason smiled and hugged her from behind. “You don’t like Aurora?” Naomi turned immediately. “Why would you ask that? Do I look like I hate her? It’s just that I don’t want anything to sabotage our plans. That’s
John entered shortly after, his expression unreadable. He stood near the foot of the bed, watching Damien carefully.“I’m your father, and that’s why I’m asking you to stay,” John said again, his tone softer than before.Damien scoffed, folding his arms across his chest. “You’re not worthy of that role. You missed your chance.”Aurora frowned at Damien’s harsh words, sensing the deep-seated resentment behind them.“John,” Old Man Vladimir called weakly, his voice barely above a whisper.John turned to face his father, stepping closer to the bed.Damien’s smirk returned as he glanced at John. “Think twice about what you say to me,” his father muttered, his tone low but firm.Damien shook his head, amused. “I’m not your competitor for an inheritance. Grandpa calling my name first when he woke up doesn’t make me special. Stop acting like a child, John Vladimir.”With that, he turned and walked out of the ward, leaving John standing there, fists clenched at his sides.Ciara, who had been
The doctor finally sighed and turned to face the family. “We need to admit him immediately.” “What was the cause of his sudden cardiac arrest?” John asked. The doctor hesitated for a moment before answering. “Heart valve disease.” Gasps filled the room. Just then, the heavy sound of a car pulling up outside echoed through the hall. Moments later, Damien strode into the room, his presence commanding attention. Aurora followed closely behind him, her face still damp from tears. The moment he stepped inside, John’s gaze landed on him. “Finally, you’re here.” Damien ignored the tension in the air and walked straight to the bed. His grandfather looked so frail, so… unlike himself. “Grandpa,” Damien murmured, reaching for his cold hand. There was no response. The doctor cleared his throat. “We have to move him now. The ambulance is already outside.” “I’ll ride with him,” Damien said without hesitation. Aurora stood beside him, gripping his arm. “I’ll come too.” Before anyone c
Aurora’s breath hitched. She had waited so long to hear those words, but now that they had come, a deep fear settled inside her. Could she trust them? She cupped his face, her blue eyes searching his for sincerity. “If you love me, Damien… don’t ever allow Beverly close,” she whispered, her voice trembling. Damien exhaled deeply, resting his forehead against hers. “I swear to you, Aurora.” She swallowed hard and nodded. As if sealing that promise, he lifted her leg around his waist, deepening their connection until she shuddered against him, her moans swallowed by his hungry kisses. Minutes later, they emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in towels. Aurora sat on the edge of the bed, running a comb through her damp hair while Damien watched her. He had never seen her like this—so vulnerable, so breathtaking. He had never been truly interested in her before, but tonight, everything felt different. She deserved his love and protection. “You’re staring,” she murmured, a small smile p