SHAWNA I've never felt this way, my head is so foggy and my eyes feel so heavy to be lifted on their own. I tried to open my eyes to at least get where I am currently, I can feel it within myself normally that I'm not in my room at home at all. Opening my eyes proved to be another big problem, it was like something hard was tugging my eyes to just stay that way. My head is banging so hard and my entire body hurts. Where the fuck am I? I tried to recall everything that led up to me being here with me, and although it's hard to get, I remember myself being cornered against the female’s cubicle in the restroom. “Who are you?" I asked, my voice sounding so low that I could barely hear myself. My body is so hot and I just want to be touched by someone, just anyone in a lot of places. What's going on with me? I didn't even drink a lot of alcohol for me to get so tipsy. “You need something, baby?" That male voice said in my head, I can't even place a name on my face. “Who are
SHAWNAThe question hung in the air as I just looked into Damien’s face, my eyes looked directly into his and it looked like he was staring directly into the windows of my soul.I couldn't find my way to say anything to him, with how much I'd planned it up in my head to talk back to him if he dared ask me anything like this again.It's almost like my mouth was caught up in some kind of trap or something, I couldn't just say something.Suddenly, his eyes moved from my eyes down to my face, the glint in his eyes made my body feel like it was on fire, which made it harder for me to say something.Just as I opened my mouth to say something, my phone started ringing, effectively breaking the trance-like state I was in.The vibration of the phone against the bedside table and the loud ringing tone made me run away from under Damien's hold, he let me go this time and I rolled over to pick up the callLiam's name was displayed on the screen and I picked up the call immediately, I didn't wast
EUGENE“Where are you going? You barely slept overnight." Mom asked me as I got downstairs, she was standing by the door.“I'll sleep when I come back, I have to see someone now and it's kind of urgent,” I said and made my way towards the door when she stopped me again."Is it Kyle?” Who do you want to go and see?" She asked me, raising one of her eyebrows with her arms around her.“No, I need to leave now Mom," I whined.“Do you still think it's wise to keep secrets from me? Is there anything you do that I don't end up finding out about? Just spill already.” She said,I sighed, knowing she wouldn't allow me to leave without telling her what she just asked me."Damien, I'm going to see Damien. Can I leave now?”"Oh, is there something I don't know here, why are you going to see him this early?”I resisted the urge to say the words that wanted to come out, but I just had to shut it. I calmed down a bit before replying to her.“I didn't see him at the party yesterday, I need to see him
DAMIEN “Don't ever try to meddle in my business again, especially my life currently. You're no longer a part of it." Shawna said then walked out of the room. I had an emotionless look on my face as she left the room. I had a series of emotions coursing through me as she left the room, it felt like she was leaving my life right now. The words made my heart twist weirdly, it's like watching your high school crush kiss your bully, that kind of hurt and pain that'd leave someone breathless. “What exactly are you doing to me, Shawna?" I asked myself as I fell back on the bed. I lay there for a minute before standing up to take my bath. I need the shower, all the grime and dirt from last night need to be washed away. I got into the shower and took a very cold shower. My body feels so different from before, I feel slightly better compared to before even. "Uh, it's time time to get the fuck out of here already," I mumbled then started packing up, I took just my phone car keys, an
SHAWNA I got out of his car with my phone pressed to my ear, I only looked back once to tell him thank you, and that was all. “Can you repeat what you just said please, I wasn't listening," I asked Liam on the phone. “I said where are you now, do you need me to come pick you up? I'm at your house right now." He said. “I'll get home very soon, let's say twenty minutes, so I'll see you soon, you don't need to stress yourself, I've gotten a cab already," I told him. “Oh, okay then. I'll be waiting for you here." He mumbled. "Yes, thank you,” I said then hung up. I let out a very deep breath and then looked for a cab, I saw that Damien still had his car on that one spot till I entered the cab and left. He should just really leave me alone, I don't want to have anything to do with him again at all. I want to start a life without him, I badly want to forget him, but seeing him again is making it so hard. And the fact that we had sex this morning is crazier, I can't believe we
SHAWNAHis head tilted to the direction of the paper, I ran back outside to call anyone, either a doctor or a nurse but they were coming in already.“Please move aside ma'am, we have to attend to him now." The doctor who attended to him the other day rushed in with two nurses behind him.I did as he said and just stood by the side as they prodded Grandfather with a lot of things. They did that for five minutes or so before the doctor took off the stethoscope around his neck, and he turned to me.“It's as though he only woke up for a reason, he's not responsive again for now. He's back into a coma, that's all we could get. I guess he has told you something before he slipped back into unconsciousness.” He said."Yes, he told me something. So there's nothing again, for now, nothing at all.” I mumbled.I feel really sad that he's back to how he was again, I thought he was awake already for real.“I can detect that he's healing again, he's responding to treatment, it's just the next time h
EUGENE“Good morning ma'am, how was your weekend?" My assistant asked me as soon as I got to the office.“It was very fine, thank you. How was yours too?" I asked her back politely, the last thing I'd want to have here is to not have a good relationship with the workers, especially my assistant.So I've been trying as much as I can to be friendly with them.“It was fine too." She said as she followed me into the office with her book in hand.“I won't be doing too much today, I just want to explore the empire, I want to see everywhere and not just this building,” I told her."Well noted ma'am, your wish is my command, I'll make provision for that now.” She walked out of my office, leaving the steaming cup of coffee she came in with.If there's anything I love about this position, the coffees would be number one, they're so nice, thick, and creamy.I don't even know what they do to make it this rich and different from other ones I've drank before. I closed my eyes and revealed its delic
SHAWNA“What?" I asked back with a deep frown etched into my face and confusion swirling in my eyes.“Get married to me, I just said that." He repeated those words. I had to rack my brain on what marriage means again because he can't be for real right now.“I don't think you understand what I'm saying or you know who I am, I don't even know you, you also don't know me." I almost screamed.“I understand you, you're Shawna and you're meant to be the head of the Lancaster empire because your grandfather handed it over to you." “And now you need my help with getting it back, I also need your help with getting married to me. It's a win-win situation for us, we both get something in the end.” He said.So he did understand everything I just narrated, and he knows me now. Why then does he want to get married to me? It's just so funny and sounds so crazy to me.“Why should we get married to each other when we don't even know each other? What if I'm a gold digger and I end up taking all your m
SHAWNAI watched as Damien loaded the last of the suitcases into the car, his movements quick and efficient. There was something about the way he handled everything that made me smile. He had a way of taking charge, but at the same time, he always made sure I was comfortable with every decision."You know," I said, folding my arms and leaning against the car. "I never thought I'd be this excited to leave. But I am."Damien turned to me, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh? And here I thought you’d be all sentimental and teary-eyed about leaving everything behind."I shook my head. "Not a chance. I’m ready for a fresh start. No baggage, no bad memories, no regrets. Just you, me, and a new beginning."His smirk widened, and he pulled me close. "That’s what I love about you, Shawna. No hesitation. No second-guessing. Just full speed ahead."I looked up at him and grinned. "Speaking of full speed ahead, you do realize you haven’t mentioned any honeymoon plans, right?"Damien blinked, then ru
SHAWNAThe day had been long and full of emotions. Damien had disappeared early in the morning with the kids, leaving me to spend time with my mother. I appreciated the quiet moments with her, but I couldn't shake the curiosity about where he had gone. He hadn’t said much before leaving, just kissed my forehead and told me he had plans.Later in the day, I was surprised when Damien’s mother showed up at the house. I had expected tension, maybe another disagreement, but instead, she looked almost... apologetic.“I owe you an apology,” she said, sitting across from me in the living room.I blinked, surprised. “For what?”“For how I spoke to you yesterday. I wasn’t being fair. I was so caught up in my own vision of the wedding that I didn’t stop to consider what you and Damien truly wanted.”I exhaled softly, the weight of our previous conversation still lingering. “I appreciate you saying that.”She sighed. “I see how much Damien loves you, how much the kids adore you. I was wrong to tr
DAMIENI stood in the middle of the beach, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore filling the air. The sun was beginning its descent, casting a golden glow over everything. It was perfect. Simple yet breathtaking, just the way I knew Shawna would love it.The gentle breeze carried the salty scent of the ocean, blending with the faint fragrance of the flowers we had carefully arranged along the aisle. White chairs stood neatly in rows, facing the beautifully decorated arch where we would say our vows. Fairy lights twinkled in the early evening light, creating a magical ambiance. The entire setting was intimate, just family and a few close friends, exactly what I wanted for Shawna.“Dad, are we sure this is enough?” Phoebe asked, looking around with excitement. Her small hands clutched onto the hem of her dress as she took in the scene.I turned to her with a smile, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.“It’s perfect,” I assured her, ruffling her hair. “Your mom doesn’t
SHAWNAWalking into Damien’s house, I felt a mix of nerves and determination swirling inside me. This conversation with his mother needed to happen. I couldn’t keep pretending to be okay with her making every decision for our wedding.As we stepped into the living room, his mother turned to face us, her expression unreadable. “To what do I owe this visit?” she asked, her tone clipped.I took a deep breath and smiled politely. “I wanted to talk to you about the wedding.”Her eyes narrowed slightly. “Oh? Have you finally realized that I know what’s best?”I shook my head. “Actually, no. I wanted to let you know that the plans I have for the wedding are different from what you want.”Damien shifted beside me, but he didn’t say anything. This was my fight to handle, and he knew it.His mother exhaled sharply, clearly displeased. “Go on,” she said reluctantly, folding her arms across her chest.“I want a beach wedding,” I announced, watching her closely for a reaction.Her brows lifted. “A
DAMIENI watched Shawna pace back and forth, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. The frustration in her eyes was impossible to miss, and I hated seeing her like this.“Maybe,” I said carefully, “we’re moving too fast with everything.”She stopped mid-step and turned to look at me, her lips pressing together in thought.“Are you saying you don’t want the wedding anymore?” she asked, her voice softer than before, but there was an edge to it.I shook my head. “No. That’s not what I’m saying at all. I want to marry you, Shawna. I just don’t want you to feel overwhelmed by all of this. If you need a break, we can take a step back.”She let out a deep sigh, running a hand through her hair. “I do want the wedding, Damien. I really do. But I feel like we need to change our environment. Just get away from everything, from everyone. Just for a little while, so we can focus on us.”I studied her, understanding exactly what she meant. “You mean away from my mother.”She gave me a pointed loo
DAMIENI watched Shawna pace back and forth, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. The frustration in her eyes was impossible to miss, and I hated seeing her like this.“Maybe,” I said carefully, “we’re moving too fast with everything.”She stopped mid-step and turned to look at me, her lips pressing together in thought.“Are you saying you don’t want the wedding anymore?” she asked, her voice softer than before, but there was an edge to it.I shook my head. “No. That’s not what I’m saying at all. I want to marry you, Shawna. I just don’t want you to feel overwhelmed by all of this. If you need a break, we can take a step back.”She let out a deep sigh, running a hand through her hair. “I do want the wedding, Damien. I really do. But I feel like we need to change our environment. Just get away from everything, from everyone. Just for a little while, so we can focus on us.”I studied her, understanding exactly what she meant. “You mean away from my mother.”She gave me a pointed loo
DAMIENI watched Shawna pace back and forth, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. The frustration in her eyes was impossible to miss, and I hated seeing her like this.“Maybe,” I said carefully, “we’re moving too fast with everything.”She stopped mid-step and turned to look at me, her lips pressing together in thought.“Are you saying you don’t want the wedding anymore?” she asked, her voice softer than before, but there was an edge to it.I shook my head. “No. That’s not what I’m saying at all. I want to marry you, Shawna. I just don’t want you to feel overwhelmed by all of this. If you need a break, we can take a step back.”She let out a deep sigh, running a hand through her hair. “I do want the wedding, Damien. I really do. But I feel like we need to change our environment. Just get away from everything, from everyone. Just for a little while, so we can focus on us.”I studied her, understanding exactly what she meant. “You mean away from my mother.”She gave me a pointed loo
DAMIENThe moment I walked in, Mom turned to face me, arms crossed, her expression already set in irritation.“What did you say to Shawna?” I asked, my voice calm but firm.She scoffed, shaking her head. “Oh, so now I’m the villain?”“I didn’t say that,” I replied, crossing my arms as well. “I just want to know what happened.”She let out a dry laugh, her eyes flashing. “You should be certain you want to marry her, Damien. It seems like she’s still holding onto the past.”I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay composed. “You’re not making things any easier by controlling every little thing about our wedding. This is supposed to be for us, not you.”“For us?” she repeated, her voice laced with disbelief. “You mean for her. Because it seems to me that she’s getting everything her way while I’m being cast aside. Do you think that’s fair?”I exhaled sharply. “Mom, Shawna isn’t trying to push you out. She just wants to have a say in her own wedding.”Mom scoffed again. “A small wedding?
SHAWNAI could feel the weight of it all pressing down on me. The constant decisions, the expectations that seemed to build up faster than I could keep track of. I just wanted a small wedding, simple and quiet, with the people who mattered most. But it felt like every step I took toward what I wanted was met with resistance.“Shawna, you need to speak up if you’re not being treated the way you deserve,” my mother had said earlier, concern thick in her voice. “You can’t let them walk all over you.”“I’m not being walked all over,” I’d snapped back, though I wasn’t sure if that was entirely true. “It’s just... the wedding. It’s a lot of pressure.”She sighed, her hand resting gently on my shoulder. “I know it’s a big deal, but you need to be honest about what you want, honey. If they’re making you uncomfortable—”“I’m fine, Mom,” I cut in, though I wasn’t. “I just want a small wedding. Is that too much to ask?”“Nothing wrong with that,” she said, squeezing my shoulder. “You deserve to