"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
"What do you want in return of your service to me? As I had said earlier, I can make my aunt call and she can help you with some of your mafia business, meaning you can establish your business in America without any problem"."Didn't you hear what I said. I thought the fututr leader of Maddens was smart", Damon said after making a tsk sound."Well for the record, you said 'you'", Alessia replied while making a quotation mark in the air. "What is that supposed to mean?" she added.Damom Willliams just stared at her. Is he playing game? The fuck does he want? If this was a game, then Alessia was competitive. She battled against Damon stares, not wanting to lose. The black orbs seemed to hypnotize her. He has pretty eyes, I will give him that. Wait a second Alessia. You were not supposed to compliment him! With this she felt blood go up her ears and she was sure they were red. If not for the hood she was wearing they would become visible.The gaze of Damon Williams never left her as he s
"-shots fired on building and 6th. All available units converge. Active shooter on scene. Proceed with caution. Some of your friends on scene."Alessia bodyguard radio crackled where she had dropped it on Damon Williams desk earlier in the day, Damon head snapped to his bodyguard, who had gone unnaturally still. A beat passed in silence, as they waited to see if the radio would spit out more information, and then Alessia burst into action.She grabbed the radio, and before anyone could move to process what had happened, called herself in."Operator, show Rich my responding, tell other to stay away and leave the floor.""Copy that, Ma'am." The junior bodyguard said.She spun away from Damon, who he had moments before been trying to find about his father and his family the day inside his office with Alessia help of course. Alessia expression melted out of its playful easy smile, to a more focused, serious visage. She grabbed her jacket off the back of the chair and shrugged it on, weavi
"Of course Boss. First, I notified one of her friend who work in police department so that the police would be getting some extra help to ensure they did not think they were walking into a gang fight. During this time, the men were getting their weapons, to use only if necessary of course, and outfitting themselves with the proper safety equipment.""More detail." Damon ordered. His eyes bored into Alessia."Proper safety equipment, such as gloves, bullet proof vests, safety glasses, Kevlar clothing." Seb said, as if reading off a list."And how much of the safety equipment did you see today on Alessia today?""Ah! None."Alessia flinched, how the hell she can forget about it."None." Damon repeated quietly.Alessia dropped his gaze, unable to bear the overwhelming look on Damon face anymore."You can go now Seb." Damon ordered his friend."Yes, Boss."Alessia heard the door shut behind Seb and the room fell into silence. When the silence grew unbearable, Alessia squirmed and tried to
It's raining, when Damon finally pays his respects to his mother, no, his late mother, in a graveyard, alone. Alessia had offered to accompany him, but he had waved her away with the promise that it would only be a quick trip, that he would come back home soon. His and Alessia relationships are getting well, even though they don't say much but they know each other fellings. It didn't help that Alessia, already exhausted from this weeks events as well as having sustained a injury wound to the shoulder, she make sure tap his nose like some child when he cam here, almost putty in her arms before he left.Damon heart twists in guilt, both from the pain he had caused Alessia this entire month beacuse of his stupid behaviour, as well as some regret for leaving Alessia alone in the too big office of his work place. Bowing his head, he quickly wished for a soft goodbye to his late mother gravestone, along with a promise to take care of the women he is in love with, who brought up in place of
It's been two weeks since everything happened and Alessia got busy with her final designers and so Damon. After his father's death everything which belongs to him was transferred to Damon legally. According to his father lawyer he is the one who sign his everything to him. Now his step mother and step brother no where to found but Damon is sure they are planning something big.And with Alessia It took quite a while for Damon to notice that something was off. Alessia was always loud, clumsy and sometimes cheerfull, she alwys check on him. But for days, maybe weeks, now she had been quiet. She even walked more slowly than usual, she sat still and talked very little. She even dressed in quiet and colourless clothing. Alessia used to be loud everywhere espcially with his friends and his other employ was no exception. He chased new happiness when Alessia was around, she is always make everyone comfortable around her, but she used to be active nonetheless and never quiet. But for weeks she
Damon knew how to pull strings, so in two days Alessia was comfortably sitting with a therapist in a secluded area of their back garden. The therapist looked only a little older than Alessia and himself, she had a friendly face and a warm, comforting voice. Alessia found it easy to open up to her." It's very clear you want to feel better and that's a good thing. You also put your emotions and thoughts into words quite well. I can see that you are good at analysing things when you want to." She said with a small smile, when their session was drawing towards the end." Well, I am physically and mentelly train person." Alessia chuckled lightly." Indeed." The therapist laughed softly and bid her goodbyes, with a playfully stern order to Alessia to take care of herself.Alessia walked slowly around the garden. She felt tired and drained, but somehow her mind felt clearer and more at ease. She felt like she might be able to learn how to let all the dark thoughts come and go, without them
Damon served the tea for Jass with calm, practiced movements, while Jass told happily about her life and shared ideas she'd come up lately concerning the company. "I can see something is bothering you." She finally said. Damon put his tea down gently and took a long sigh. " I know you and my Alessia don't always see eye to eye." He slowly started." Well I love to tease her and I admit that in the beginning I thought she was nothing but bad news and trouble. However I watched her faithfully wait for you, while you were in mettings. She visited you whenever she could even give leave for her exmas. She really proved herself for me during that time."" Was it hard for her? She almost never talks about that time." Damon asked. He knew he was side tracking, but he really wanted to know how his lover's past life was when he was away. Jass see Alessia first time when she came Europe with her ex boyfriend. She is working with Mr. Ordon assistant that time and he tell her about his future da
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