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Damian. I paced back and forth at the foot of Hope’s bed while the hotel physician administered the sedative. She was beyond distraught, and the doctor had moved immediately to prevent further upset. As the doctor stood and backed away from the bed, he looked at me, a grim expression on his face. Fear tightened in my chest. “Is she all right? Is the baby all right?” The doctor motioned me across the room and away from where Hope now quietly lay. “Her injuries are not physical. If they were, perhaps I would be of use. Her distress is mental. If it is as you said, and she has regained her memory, it is that which has caused her immeasurable pain.” I stirred impatiently. “What can be done? She cannot be left as she is. There must be something we can do.” The sight of her pale face and her eyes, so huge with devastation, twisted my gut painfully. “You should return her to your home, to a place that is more familiar. She needs a doctor, not for her physical well being, but one who can
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Hope. I was only vaguely aware of the things going on around me. After that first pass into oblivion, i registered being carried into a car. I heard Damian ’s worried voice as he murmured to me, but i closed myself off from him, folding inward. When i next woke up, i knew i was in a bed. As i looked around the room, recognition sparked, and with it, a surge of fresh agony, hot and raw, seared through my body and robbed me of breath. He wouldn’t do this. Surely even he could not be so cruel as to bring me back to the place we had shared and the place he had brutally thrown me out of. I reached for the tears, expecting them to come, but curiously all I felt was an odd detachment, a void of nothingness coupled with the need to get out of this place. When i sat up, my gaze flickered to a chair by the window occupied by Damian ’s sleeping form. He was slouched against the arm, his clothing rumpled and the stubble of over a day’s beard shadowing his jaw. I waited for the rush of ange
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Hope. I shivered as i eased down onto the cold stone bench and clutched my arms around my trembling body. I glanced down at my feet but couldn’t summon any rebuke for having gone out in the chill without shoes or a coat. The only thought i had was to get away as quickly as possible. I couldn’t face Damian now. We had spent months together and he had led me to believe we had been happily married. He never mentioned that I even had a family of my own, even though they sold me. Now i knew why I had been drawn to this place. My thinking spot, indeed. Just hours before that last night, I had sat here. I had been right to be afraid. He didn’t trust me. He didn’t love me. And he had left me to my fate with the kidnappers. I refused to allow the memories to roll back in my mind. They simply hurt too much. At least now i realized why I had chosen to forget. All those weeks of living in fear as my kidnappers waited for their demands to be met had paled next to the betrayal Damian had hande
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Damian. I strode into the Imperial Park Hotel, waving off members of the staff as they hastened to greet me. The elevator was being held open for me, and i got in and rode it to the top floor. A few moments later, i walked into the luxury suite usually reserved for VIP guests. My brother met me in the sitting area, and I scowled furiously at him. “Why didn’t you bring her back to the apartment?” i demanded. “She became hysterical at the mere mention of it,” Tony said. “She was set to run as far and as fast as she could. I had to promise I wouldn’t take her back to the penthouse.” I swore and closed my eyes. I brought my hand to my face and pinched the bridge of my nose between my fingers in a weary gesture. “She is about to break,” Tony said quietly. “Bring your therapist here to talk to her. Maybe she can help.” I looked sharply at my younger brother. “You seem concerned about her.” “She is a good person.” my lips pressed together in a grim line. “It is as you said. There is n
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Damian I paced the confines of my New York office as i waited for Rosie to arrive. I didn’t want to be here. I wanted to be with Hope. Tony had stayed with her, and I simmered with impatience. Her condition hadn’t changed. Even when she had awakened, she had been distant, unfocused, there but not there. It was as if she had gone to a place where I couldn’t hurt her anymore. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on the task at hand. When I heard Rosie enter, I stiffened. It was all i could do not to rage at her, not to break her skinny neck. It took everything i had to smile and act as though nothing was wrong, as though i didn’t loathe the very ground she walked on. “You wanted to see me?” she said breathlessly. “I did,” I murmured. I let my gaze run suggestively over her body even as my flesh crawled. Her eyes brightened, and her stance immediately became suggestive. “I have only just become aware of the lengths to which you went to try and get my attention,” i said with a chuckle
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Hope I was dimly aware that i was being carried yet again. It wasn’t Damian. I was intimately familiar with his touch. For a moment I panicked, and then I heard comforting words being spoken in Greek and then in English. “Rest easy, little sister. You are safe.” “Where are we going?” i asked weakly. “Some place safe,” he soothed. “Damian won’t allow anything to happen to you.” I wanted to protest that Damian wouldn’t do anything for me, but I couldn’t muster the energy. At some point, I heard Damian and i cursed the fact that i immediately felt safer and that some of the panic abated. I felt the brush of lips against my forehead and then firm hands tucking me into bed. Fingers stroked through my hair, and warmth enveloped me. “You are safe,my love. I will never allow anyone to hurt you again.” “Don’t call me that,” i cried. “Never again.” But i held to Damian ’s promise even as my heart screamed in protest. He had lied to me. I couldn’t believe anything he said. And yet i relax
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Damian. I watched her leave and cursed. I felt strangled by helplessness. How could i ever hope to make things right between us? She hated me, and she had every right to. I turned to Tony, who had also watched Hope go, a frown etched on his face. “What brought you here in such a hurry?” I demanded. Tony reached into the jacket of his suit and pulled out a folded newspaper. He tossed it onto the table in front of me . “This did.” I opened it and immediately cursed in four languages. On the front page was a picture of Hope being carried by Tony on the day she had run from the apartment. Underneath were pictures of me and of Rosie with a story outlining the soap opera saga that highlighted every single facet of my relationship with Hope. I threw the paper across the room with vicious force. “It had to be Rosie. None of my men would have spoken to the press.” Tony nodded his agreement. “Since you had her arrested for her theft and her duplicity in keeping the ransom demands from yo
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Hope. I stood in the bedroom, staring out the window with unseeing eyes. Nothing Damian did at this point should hurt me, but he still had that power over me , much to my dismay. “Hope .” I swung around to see Damian standing in the doorway. He looked tired, his features drawn and his eyes worried. There was something else in his expression. Sadness and...fear? He started forward, a little hesitantly. “We need to talk.” I tensed then braced myself for what I knew would come. His repudiation of me. I turned my face away but nodded. Yes, we needed to talk and get it done with. His fingers curled around my chin, and he gently turned me to face him. “Don’t look like that, Hope. I do not like to see you so sad.” “Please,” i begged. “Just say what it is you want to say. Don’t draw it out.” He lowered his hand to capture my wrist. His thumb brushed across my pulse, which jumped and sped up at his touch. “Come, sit down.” I let him lead me over to the bed. He eased down besides me
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