Damon was shaking. He didn't know how his stepbrother men's ended up in his place without his knowledge. It was just another problem to add to the list. He started mentally talking to himself about all the things he would need to do. Have Luke create a cover story for the dead man in his bathroom, check on Seb and Chia, Tighten security on the borders of the city. As thought of security entered his mind, so did thoughts of Adira. The woman had held her first win against the other members or against his lovely step brothers without any problem, but that was hardly surprising. What had surprised Damon was the way she had gone after Chia so fiercely and made sure to keep her out of the fight. Not only that but watching Adira kicking her opponents ass so efficiently and with such ease really brought for thoughts that Damon didn't have time to ponder at the moment. So instead Damon poured them both a shot and determined that if anything Adira had at least earned herself a job.After throwi
One Year Later:-Adira was in trouble.Adira was in so much trouble and she did not know what to do. Call it being in over her head, but it was worse than that. She was drowning in things she didn't know how to deal with. It had been six month since her last meeting with Rich and nearly one year since she is working with Damon Williams. Since she had been told to immerse herself in the life of Damon Williams. Adira is just now starting to think she may have done far too good of a job.Over the course of the month Adira and Damon had spent a lot of time together. Adira had decided the best way to keep a close eye on Damon was to handle his security personally as opposed to assigning her underlings. She needs to know about what Damon Williams is planing for her fahther and for Maddens. If there will be war between Maddens and Williams, Adira will go to her father side and even gave him all information about Damon Williams. Even Adira doesn't like all this stuff and stays away from her
Alex was used to playing with fire, he was always making the risky choices on missions and without other being right beside him as his walking, talking voice of reason there was nothing keeping him from going on this date with Clare. Sure, things were going to be complicated but things had a way of working out in the end or at least that's what Alex was counting on.Alex met Clare at the restaurant, not wanting to run the risk of getting the shovel talk from a police officer with very close mob ties. She was beautiful black long red hair was pulled into a high ponytail with little rings around her face, and she was wearing a short pale green dress that made Alex drool."Hi, Alex, you look very handsome." Said Clare."You too," Alex stuttered, "I mean beautiful, not handsome. Uh- "Clare laughed, and Alex felt his face burn up in a blush. Luckily he was saved by the sound of his phone going off. Alex knew he was supposed to carry a work only phone while undercover, but honestly Rich us
"I'm not going to let you die," Damon murmurs, fierce and desperate all at once as Alessia opens her eyes.Alessia blinked up at him tiredly, paralyzed with medicine and barely breathing. Her face was covered with an oxygen mask and sweat marked her temple."I'm not," Damon insists, as if he was convincing himself. The girl thought it was more to fill the silence than anything else.Alessia wants to tell him that she believes it, that she has no doubt Damon will make sure she will be fine or he will kill Jay Williams and his father, but her lips are as uncooperative as ever, turning a faint pale as she struggles to breathe through the paralysis. Even making her lungs work is hard now.There is a numbed sting, and Alessia watches as many liquid crawls its way out of her veins, slow and sluggish, as if fighting to stay in. Her veins are an angry purple, turning darker with every moment and Alessia wonders if she looks like the animated corpses so often found in Damon culture."Doctor ma
Rich steps into Damon office, a large file in his hand. Damon is standing by the large window, watching the buttery rays of the sunset seemingly melt into the skyline. It's pretty. And it feels fucking satisfying that he owns every inch of the display.Power is rather arousing, he's found."Damon." Rich says as he moves to stand by Damon side.Damon looks at the younger man, with a smug, content look on his face. Rich is his second-in-command. If Damon dies, his empire goes to him. They all are training for the job since Damon pulled them from the wretched streets ten years before.Now they all are grown ups, now they man, stands proud dressed in an immaculate dark suit. Damon cannot see the starved, fearful boy he had been. And that was down to him. Damon fucking Williams. "What have you got?" Damon asks, facing the sight again, swirling his whisky.He hears the shuffling of paper, "Alessia Williams, age twenty five, her mother leave her when she was born and only soul heir of Willi
Flashback continue:-Chia lips twitch in jest and Seb wants to run his finger along it, make it red and wet with his claim. But social etiquette does like to deny him, he supposes. Soon, he promises himself. Soon. Soon. So, so soon."I guess it depends on what you think a mummy's girl is?""You work for her, no?""Yes." Chia agrees, and scowls when her ball hits the edge of the pool table just at the edge of the hole she had been aiming for. It's a delightfully attractive expression but Seb vivid imagination likes to conjure up far more pleasing ones. "Willing, mind you.""I'm sure." Seb muses, twirling his head as he circles the table, "And was she also the one who forced you in the closet and made you parade man around at their little fancy events?"Chia happiness fades so fast that she looks blankly at Seb before she moves to stare down at her hands balanced carelessly on the table's edge. She says very slowly with a tone even Seb cannot decipher, "That was my father, not my mother
Present Time:-"Come in" Damon say he heard knock, he look and see Seb enter inside his office."What happen Seb, you look like you are about to kill somone" Damon ask with tease in his voice which make Seb roll his eyes."Nothing much that bitch mother of my girlfriend call her." Seb said with huff which make Damon laugh to his friend."Just kill her already Seb me and you, we both knew she want to use Chia". Seb look towards Damon and shook his head."I already take her daughter and her business under me and I know Chia, she is to innocent to undertand all this shits. I will never let that evil lady to use her ever agian."Damon nod his head, Chia mother really try to use her as much as she can. Chia is to innocent to undertsnad this shits. Damon remmember two years ago when he provide Chia family security from their enemy. Damon wants nothing from them, they just need to give him their land where he can do some business but they forgot about their promise that's why he sent Seb to
"Where is he?", a chilling voice echoed in the room, enough to make everyone feel chills on their spine.The voice came from a man seated in front of the office, giving an aura darker than the night itself. Sitting on what seems to be his throne, radiating terror and fear.Donned with a black jacket and and a black shirt underneath, with matching black pants, he looked like the Grim Reaper, which can't be denied with how tarnished his hands were. Crossing his gloved hands, take note in leather, he stared at the door in front of him, like a hawk waiting for his prey.His men, his subordinates, glanced uncomfortably with each other, terrified to speak as their leader patience was wearing thin. No one makes him wait. No one wastes his time. The last person that that did that was met with a hole on his forehead and the last words he heard were "You are 1 minute and 30 seconds late". Poor man.The eerie silence was broken by a sigh. It came from the Damon Williams friend Rayan, the only ma
Max stared at his phone absentmindedly drumming his fingers in thought against the cover of his books. Just as he decided he would call her again, his bedroom door opened as Sam poked his head in. Max stared up at his brother as he walked in and left the door ajar behind him. “Sam, are you okay?”“Hi Max,” he nodded. Sam ran his hand through his dampened dark hair, shaking water droplets from his hair as he sat down on Max’s bed. Max was just about to shove him onto the floor with his feet when his brother took a deep breath and chewed his lip in thought.Max sat up on his bed, his book forgotten and stared at his big brother. “What is it? Has something happened?”Sam shook his head, turning to face Max with a sigh. “Okay, I need to tell you something. You might not like it but I have to tell you.”“Sam, you’re worrying me. Just spit it out.” Max said, feeling a tight knot appear in his chest.“Evie asked me out.”Max stared at his brother for a moment in shock before he let out a lau
Damon looked down at his son. “Love, why don’t your mother and I come to the training center with you both tomorrow?”Max grimaced at his Dad. “No, no it’s okay. You don’t have to. I can figure something out.”“Why not? You’re not embarrassed of us are you?” Damom asked, feeling a nervous knot appear in his chest. “I know we’re not the most typical parents compared to other families, but having two working parents is a lot more common now than you might think.”Max shook his head. “Dad, it’s not that. Of course I’m not embarrassed of you or Mum. You’re my parents, I love you.” Damon smiled warmly as Max spoke, feeling the knot in his chest disappear. “It’s just that most kids don’t have their parents spying on them in their lessons.”Damon raised his eyebrows. “Who says we’re going to be spying on you? I’m sure your mum has some business to do with the center and she could need my diplomacy.”Max gave Damon a look as if to say that he saw right through Damon plan. It was a look that M
Alessia deposited Sam on the leather couch in the corner next to Max who was whimpering as he cradled his right arm to his chest. Jordon closed the door to his office and let out a breath shaking his head before slumping down in the chair behind his desk. Damon was now standing next to the couch casting worried glances at Alessia who stood looking at their sons with his arms crossed.Jordon picked up a glass and the jug of water that was sat on his desk and poured himself a drink. "Just what I needed today," He sighed before taking a sip. Damon raised his eyebrow at him."Oh, I'm sure this was exactly what you needed Jordan. But alas, this isn't about you, boy." Damon quipped folding his manicured hands in front of him. "Why don't you go and check on Paige? All this stress can't be good for her in her delicate condition."Jordon rolled his eyes and stood up, casting a cautious glance at Alessia who hadn't moved an inch. "Alright, shout if you need me." Jordon wove around his desk and
Damon woke in a sweat, his chest heaving with stuttering gasps and his heart hammering against his ribcage like a frightened bird beating its wings. He could feel his whole body trembling as his eyes darted around the darkness of the room, blindly taking in but not entirely registering the fact that it was night time and he was lying in his bed.Tiredly rubbing his eyes he tried to take in a calming breath to settle his nerves as the harsh images of his nightmare slowly faded from his mind. He had never had a dream like it nor had he felt that much terror all at once. Not even when he was a child being held underwater by his cursed stepfather.There was a quiet shuffling sound from behind Damon shortly before he felt a gentle arm curl around his waist. "Damon...are you okay?" Alessia mumbled sleepily into the back of Damom neck.Damon wove his long fingers between each of Alessia's own, lifting up his partner's hand and placing a gentle kiss on his palm. "I'm fine love. You go back to
Three days into their trip, things had been going well. The proposals that Damon and Alessia had given to the company were initially met with sceptical looks but in the end were received well and were in the process of establishing a cabinet. Alessia was pleased that things had been gotten off to a good start and with that news, Damon decided that they should get on with their trip and see some sights.Although Alessia was enjoying being alone with Damon without having much responsibilities to attend to, Alessia was missing her sons. Throughout their whole trip she'd barely heard anything that was going on with her boys, other than they were having fun and that they were safe with Chia and others. Every time she called, Alessia would ask to speak to the boys and she would spend over an hour each night talking about how their days went, whilst fighting against the tight yearning she felt constricting her chest. Damon often asked if she was okay after each call with a gentle look of con
"Who's a scrumptious, delectable baby, eh? Who is it?""Aunt, you do realise that Max isn't a baby anymore, right?" Alessia sighed from her seat at the dining table as she looked over herv aunt sitting on the couch next to a very uncomfortable Max. "And I don't think I appreciate you describing him as "cutepie" either."Aunt rolled her eyes at him as she pinched Max's cheeks. "Actually, I described him as delectable, Alessia, but you're stressed so I'll forgive your momentary lapse in memory." She turned and pulled Max into a tight hug. "Oh, little one, I could eat you up!""Grandaunt..." Max whined as he tried to wriggle away from her. He was not successful. "Why can't you bother Sam for once?""I'm sure I will once he gets home from his day out with Damon. Don't you like my hugs, little one?" Marry asked, feeling slightly affronted."Of course I do, granny, but I'm trying to read." Max pouted as he gestured to the open book in his lap. Marry looked down at the cover of the book with
After the last time Alessia and Damon left the boys with their friends, they had come home to find their home in chaos. So it was understandable that they were nervous about going out again for a night and leaving the boys to the mercy of their babysitters. This time, to avoid coming home to find their home in a mess and billy suffering with PTSD in a corner, they decided to take the boys to the office for the day to be looked after by Rich and Rayan.Damon watched on patiently as he waited in the kitchen for Alessia to finish talking to Rich about Max and Ray bedtime routine. He had been waiting for the past hour. “Now, you will call us if anything goes wrong won’t you? Seriously, anything at all and you ring us straight away, no matter what time it is.” Alessia said anxiously.“I promise that if anything bad happens – not that anything could after last time from what I’ve heard from Seb – we will call you. Won’t we Rayan?” Seb replied just as Rayan walked into the room, carrying a
Damon kissing her way sporadically across her chest as he undid the buttons of Alessia shirt. He would never rip any of Alessia's clothes - not unless she asked him to - because he knew that Alessia would get annoyed about it. Buttons undone she yanked her shirt down over her arms, his fingers eager to gain access to her skin. "Now, what was that about it?"Damon let out a low rumbling laugh as he gripped Alessia's hips and ground against his, making Alessia breath hitch in her throat. Damon leaned up and kissed the Alessia collarbone. "Do you remember that time in Paris? The candlelit dinner, the romantic walk along the Seine...""That god-awful violinist," Alessia chuckled, remembering the screech of the violinist's bow tear against the strings as he played outside their hotel room window. Alessia moaned as Damon tugged on her hair, pulling her up as he nipped at her collarbone. "How could I forget?""We could have that again..." Damon gasped, his hands feverishly trying to drag the
“Oh come on! How could they change that bit from the book? It was a key event in their relationship!” Chia exclaimed at the television screen from her spot next to Damon on the couch. Alessia looked up from her book and smiled as she caught Damon raising his eyebrow at her over Chia head. She sighed and grabbed the remote, switching the screen off with a flash. “I can’t watch this adaptation. Are they trying to ruin A Tale of Two Cities?”“I think the American educational system already beat them to it, my dear.” Damon said idly, clearing up the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table in a flash of blue flames. Chia huffed as she leaned into his side, resting her head against his shoulder. Strands of her long brown hair fell out of the bun at the back of her head and fell into her eyes.“Will would hate this film if he was here watching it. He absolutely loved this book and they completely missed the point of their whole relationship! Dickens would be turning in his grave.” Damon wrapped