SHAWNAI got to the penthouse and Liam was there, waiting for me just like he said.“What are we going to do now? I don't even know what to do at this point, she fucking threw me out of her house when I went there." I rasped.“She threw you out of the house? I told you that I wanted to go with you but you refused, that lady needs to be put in her place.” Liam said with anger on his face.“That's why we need to get into that event she's organizing, we need to get in. That way, we might get something from the party, it might be one of the shareholders who control the company, I just need to meet someone." I said.“How do we get in then? How about I call the girl grandfather told me is my assistant? Maybe she can help me with something." I suggested.There's still no word from the lawyer and grandfather isn't waking up anytime soon.“You think she'll help?" He asked.“I'll just try." I shrugged and brought out my phone.I scrolled through my contact list for her phone number, i don't rem
DAMIEN“A letter came in for you, Damien," my mom said, handing me a paper that made me frown.I'm not even meant to be here right now, dad just asked me to come to see him for something.“Who is it from?” I asked as I opened it up."I don't know, open it first.” She shrugged and I opened it up to see that it was an invitation letter to an event taking place at Lancaster's grand hall.You're specially invited to the grand ball taking place today, we'd love it if you acknowledged this request and showed up, your presence would be highly appreciated. We apologize for the short notice, thank you. And it has the initials of Eugene at the end of the letter which just means that she's specifically inviting me.“The Lancaster Grand Hall? It has to be a very big event." Mom said as she looked into the letter with me."Yes, but I'm not going,” I mumbled, pocketing the letter."Did I just hear someone say something about the Lancaster event?” I rolled my eyes when I saw Dad come up to us.He c
SHAWNA“I’m not going anywhere with you.” I eventually talked to him, I've been ignoring him since he got here, I've not even said a word to him, but I just had to now.“Really? I'm only trying to help you here, you know you can't come in after I've gone in.” he looked shocked, really shocked at my response."Go ahead, I don't need your help," I said again, this time with so much confidence in me, the last thing I want to do right now is to be with him after what happened earlier today.“Fine, do this your way then." He mumbled then walked away from us. The moment he turned his back, Liam pulled me to him and started chastising me."This is the only way we can get in, Shawna. If you go in with him now, I'm very sure Eugene wouldn't even dare send you back since you're with Damien, you know how she adores him.” He whispered.“So?"“Go with him now, he's about to get to the door. You have to put aside whatever you have against him for now because we need him. Don't worry, I'll be fine,
DAMIEN“How are you enjoying your evening?" Eugene asked me as soon as she pulled me away from Shawna.“Good, I was busy before you pulled me away, do you want to say anything?" I asked her straight away.Eugene rolled her eyes, “Relax, Damien. She's not even here any longer, she has already excused herself."I looked behind me to see that Shawna truly wasn't there, where did she go to just now? She was right behind me.“She said she was going to the restroom. She can look after herself, relax." She wrapped her hand around mine and wanted to drag us back to the dance floor.“I’m not dancing with you.” I removed her hand from mine, stopping just before we got to the dance floor.“People are watching, Damien. Do you still want the contract between us? We can't afford to let people know what's going on between us."People were looking at us, nosy lots. It's like we're the center of attention at the moment.I glared at her and then grumpily followed her to the dance floor, her hand went t
EUGENE“Where the fuck are they? Where's the stupid Shawna he came in with? Now I can't find either of them." I growled as I looked into the third room since I started looking for them.What if they're in a corner having sex currently with the aphrodisiacs that's not meant to be for either of them working?Shawna is meant to be with the person I sent to her and Damien with me, they're not meant to be together at all.“Did they leave already? No, neither of them can drive in that state. They'd be too overdriven by the substance in them to even do anything other than make out with someone of the opposite sex.And as far as I'm concerned, Damien would have found her by now already which means they're together somewhere.“Arghhhhh! Can she just die already? Why's she everywhere in my business? She should just get the fuck out of my way already!” I yelled angrily.Luckily, no one was around me to hear what I just said. I've never felt this angry and frustrated for anything in a while, I've
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
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