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And as the Lamborghini raced through the streets of Las Vegas, Arabella could not help but think about how frightening the situation was. Perhaps it was all connected to Mason..."You might lose signal on the highway," Alex stated."That's not the issue. I need an alley, a bridge, anywhere I can drop Arabella off," he replied, not even looking at her."What?" Arabella turned to face Damon as she heard his words."Sir, I do not want to cause panic, but what if the reason for the chase is Miss Collins herself?" Alex's voice came through the car's system, causing a shiver to run down Arabella's spine."Fuck," Damon muttered.At that moment, the speedometer needle was between one hundred and eighty and one hundred and eighty-five. Damon could not increase speed, not within the city. Although the street was long and sparsely populated, it wasn't safe to exceed the limits like this. He just kept going, always looking at the Mustang in the rearview mirror, and noting that the car could stil
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Arabella collapsed onto Damon, resting her forehead on the man's shoulder. He, in turn, hugged her with one arm, using only one hand to continue holding the steering wheel.And feeling the exhausted body, Banks could see the lights of the city of Henderson. That's when calmness overtook his spirit, and he smiled relieved. The cars following them could no longer be seen, which meant they had been left behind.However, amidst the chaos, what surprised the man was knowing that his relaxation, largely, was because he knew that Arabella's life would not be compromised, nor her safety.She was okay, and that was all that mattered.**The sun infiltrated the room like a shrewd inspector. The light was capable of revealing traces of the previous night, the early hours, and mid-morning. The open curtains indicated that the people in that room hadn't had time to close them. The clothes scattered on the floor were evidence of how carnal the previous hours had been, of how little time they had
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Damon Banks examined the paperwork in his hands. It was a detailed dossier about the life of a certain brunette. He read the information calmly, with a hint of boredom. His eyes turned to his personal assistant, Harley, and then he commented to the man who had provided the report:"Her life is an open book.""There are no surprises, sir. She's a regular girl. She graduated, got married. Never had children."Damon analyzed the bland details of that file. It was about Arabella, no doubt, but it seemed too mundane for a woman like her. There were no surprises, no information, no curiosities, and no novelties."No, she's not a regular girl."He was partly disappointed to learn that the day had not yet come when he would discover who that woman really was. Because when he looked at her, Damon saw danger, mystery, malice, and ill intentions, but looking at that file, all he could see was normalcy."Anything specific I should find out?" Harley offered."I want details about her college. Who
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Because three days ago, Damon had no way of knowing that seeing Arabella with someone else would be so uncomfortable. He rested his left ankle on his right knee and began to swing his foot in time to the music. It seemed to be just a common movement, but this was the man's way of releasing the anxiety that was pressing on his chest.Arabella's intention was to dance, dance to try to forget the man who cut her expectations before they grew.But what she was doing was much worse.Even unconsciously, the woman was making regret whip Damon. She made him think of when it was her hands on her body, and her mouth kissing her skin. In a way, Arabella was making sure he did not forget her.The most diabolical part of that vision was the feeling of helplessness. Damon could not make demands, because that was exactly what he disliked in a relationship. He could not talk to Arabella, as he had ended the "Almost relationship” a few days before.What Banks did not know was that regret was a snake.
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"These people came for you, not the house" Damon heard his friend's voice overtake the music.He looked back, and found Joseph walking towards him."They came because they were unoccupied" was the answer."They admire you, stop being an asshole" Joseph smiled, thinking his friend was making some sarcastic joke."They're strangers to me. I want them all to fuck off""It's your birthday, man" Joseph approached his friend, and also rested his elbows on the protective bar. So they stayed side by side."Do you think I forgot?"Damon stared at the man next to him. The truth was that he could not forget even if he wanted to, and he wanted to. But some people considered that date too important not to be celebrated every holy year.Both were bathed in the dim light emanating from the room, as the intention was not to attract the attention of people downstairs. In other words, Damon was seeking refuge in the darkness, where no one but his demons would see him."You are very sober" was Joseph's
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Both were stripped of the masks they usually wore."I wish I could be the person you want. But I did wrong things, princess, and all the consequences knock on my door, day after day. I can't put you in my world, because it doesn't shine"Upon hearing those words, Arabella thought about all the things that surrounded her relationship, or non-relationship, with Banks. It was practically impossible for them to ever be together."Do I need to be careful?""Just do not ask me to be a part of me. Distance is my best way to protect you.""And you are here""Because I am too weak to stay away"Looks did not tend to lie. The looks were sincere, they expressed what the soul felt. And in that hotel room, the blue ones were honest. The desire became something more, something they would not yet be able to define.But, along with the feeling, hesitation also arose.Damon knew Arabella would be a danger, because the more he wanted her, the more power he would give her."Do not stay away" Arabella cl
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The benefit cocktail would be served at the luxurious Bellagio hotel, located on the Strip, opposite the exquisite Paris Las Vegas. It was another one of those fancy parties that Arabella was supposed to attend, smile and shake some hands.The limousine parked in front of the building that looked like a palace, and Arabella got out when the driver opened her door.She was alone, without her husband, and that certainly created buzz.To say that everyone directed their eyes towards Arabella when she entered would be an understatement. The emerald green dress outlined each of her curves, as if she hugged her body with elegance. The straps of the dress were thin and silver, and they attracted attention in themselves.And as Arabella walked through the hotel lounge, she noticed the number of eyes turned towards her. Maybe they were in awe of the million-dollar purse in her hands, or the designer dress, or simply how beautiful the beautiful woman was.The Bellagio's decor was always more lu
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But beyond that, he was intelligent, and knew exactly what to say, when to say it. He was a cunning man. Nothing Arabella said would convince him, only the truth."I…" she stuttered.She could tell the whole truth, that Mason forced her to get close to and get pregnant with Damon; that Mason was blackmailing her with threats about Eleonor's death; that Damon was an asshole who only wanted her for sex.But she said none of that."I fell in love!"Hearing those words was like a slap, followed by a punch.Damon feared his legs would give out at that moment.He looked at Arabella, at the most beautiful eyes that had ever crossed her path. Banks was afraid to ask any more questions, as he knew everything would depend on the end of this conversation. He did not want to be an asshole, but he knew he needed to be."I fell in love with Mason. We live together, we are married and we share a life. It would be ridiculous not to assume that would happen" Arabella tried to add. “And your request fo
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The cold rain outside seemed to intensify the warmth emanating from the crackling fireplace. Arabella nestled herself closer to the flickering flames, her mind consumed by the storm of thoughts swirling within her."Here," Damon's voice, soft and soothing, broke through her reverie. He offered her a steaming cup, his eyes reflecting a silent understanding."Thank you," Arabella murmured, accepting the cup with a small, grateful smile. Though she held it in her hands, she seemed more drawn to the comfort of Damon's presence than to the warmth of the drink.As Damon settled beside her, Arabella felt a hesitant longing stirring within her. She turned towards him, their eyes meeting in the flickering firelight, and in that moment, words seemed unnecessary. There was a silent communion between them, an unspoken understanding of shared pain and solace.Without a word, Arabella leaned into Damon's embrace, seeking refuge from the tempest of emotions raging within her. His arms enveloped
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ONE YEAR LATERThe atmosphere was as funereal as the situation itself. The sun hadn't visited that part of the city since the previous day, as if it were also in mourning. Heavy clouds and timid splashes of rain were present, which only made the day seem less happy.A white tent chapel had been placed in the mansion's garden. It was a large space, enough to accommodate the thirty people present. The dark wooden coffin was centered in the chapel, open so everyone could see Victor's limp, pale body.White chrysanthemums decorated the coffin. Those were traditional flowers at wakes, and they meant "Golden flower”, from the Greek.Three of Victor's friends were next to the coffin, crying softly and drying their tears with a tissue as they recalled their journey. They were long-time friends. Their suits were as dark as the sky, representing perhaps eternal mourning.That was the garden of the mansion that Arabella had bought months before. She barely had time to get used to the place.Anas
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HOURS LATERAs Damon stepped into his city apartment, a heavy silence greeted him, amplified by the absence of any illumination. The darkness enveloped him like a heavy cloak, its weight pressing down on his shoulders as he traversed the familiar space. He made no move to flick on a light switch, preferring instead to let the shadows consume him, mirroring the desolation that gnawed at his insides.Approaching the drinks table, he reached for a decanter, his hand moving with practiced precision as he poured himself a potent measure of whiskey. The liquid glimmered faintly in the dimness, casting fleeting reflections against the polished surface of the glass. With a solemn sigh, he lifted the drink to his lips, the fiery liquid igniting a dull ache in his chest as it slid down his throat.Leaning against the window, he gazed out at the city sprawled before him, its towering buildings reaching up towards the inky sky like silent sentinels. The nocturnal metropolis seemed to pulse w
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The interior of the vehicle was permeated with Banks's scent. He wore an excessively good perfume, not exactly strong, but rather striking. It was the kind of smell that only a person with a lot of money would have.The door was closed, and because she was in a complete trance, Arabella was scared. Christopher wisely remained outside so that he would not hear the conversation.Banks, with her naturally dark charm, twirled the ring on her middle finger while pretentiously ignoring Arabella. His gaze was directed forward, but so far away that it did not even seem like he was in that country.The woman moved closer to the door, as if it were possible to merge with the car. Damon noticed the movement, but did not bother to assure her that she did not need to be afraid. Because maybe she needed it."Everything is fine with you?" Arabella whispered so quietly that she wasn't sure she was heard, even with all the silence that surrounded them.Damon remained silent, and then he sank deeper in
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And with that, everyone burst into prolonged applause. Some even stood up, but no one really knew the intention behind the speech. All that was left was for him to say Arabella's name, with each letter."Thank you all for coming. And if it's not too much to ask, be loyal. do not love me, but be loyal" Damon walked away from the pulpit and went down the stairs as he had gone up; ignoring all the eyes on you.In turn, the master of ceremonies returned to say a few words. "I am flattered by the opportunity to hear you, Mr. Banks. Now, for the entertainment of our audience, I would like to call to the stage Mr. Landwy, the evening's violinist."Arabella waited until the first chords of the violin sounded before muttering something to her father and standing up. People did not notice when she walked in long strides to the bathroom, as at this moment wine glasses began to be served throughout the room.Arabella thought that she could take refuge in that luxurious environment for the rest of
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TWO DAYS LATER. NEW YORK.The dress shone when the few lights that filtered through the window touched it. The fabric was thin, sliding across the white skin with each subtle movement. The blue silk was a pure, almost innocent tone.Arabella was sitting in the backseat of the Bentley, and, next to her, Victor was also watching the view of the New York streets as the car passed through them. They were silent, as on many other occasions, but they were not uncomfortable. At least not with each other.Victor's treatment was having some effect. The best doctors in the city were taking care of him, at Damon's request, paid for by Damon.The father wore a tuxedo, the daughter wore a beautiful sky blue dress, along with long gloves in the same color. Her brown strands were tied into a high bun, with a few curls perfectly curled and loose.And when the car stopped in front of the Banks Nouveau building, the lady felt her hands sweat inside her gloves. There were countless photographers outside
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Banks took a deep breath. Their brief moment of silence was enough to make Colton and Spencer's hearts race."You are up to your neck in this story, but she's not. Arabella's the only good part of this whole shit. Think about that before you backtrack," Spencer muttered, just in case.And to say those words did not reach Banks would be a lie. He felt them as if they were punches to his face, but he knew how to pretend to be careless. Because, deep down, maybe he agreed."I do not usually go back"Damon, seeing that the conversation had come to an end, turned his back to the inspector. He even glanced at Colton. Banks made a subtle sign with her index finger and the security guards returned to the car."But in any case, when you decide to join people in destroying me, find stronger allies" he muttered before entering the door that his driver kept open.The first car made a subtle maneuver inside the warehouse and slid out, followed by the second.And then, just then, Colton approached
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TWO DAYS LATERThe lights of New York were known throughout the world. The city awakens, with people bustling around and never, ever stopping. It was a place famous for everything it showed, but few people knew what New York was hiding. Few knew the shadows of the most illuminated city in the world.The shadows were in the suburbs, in isolated areas that not even the sun could reach. Where the streets were muddy, buildings were abandoned and people cried without hope.In a less busy area, where the asphalt ended and the dirt streets began, there was an abandoned warehouse. It was an unfinished building, with exposed bricks and half-shattered pillars.The smell from the warehouse was unsanitary.Dust had dominated the four corners of the room, and everything that was there was abandoned. There were crates at the ends of the warehouse, covered with a dark, dirty tarpaulin.Spencer Davis was in the warehouse, sitting in a chair almost as old as the one he had in his office. Behind the ma
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SOME HOURS LATERWith a graceful stride, Arabella entered the conference room, commanding attention in her ensemble — an elegant green dress complemented by sleek heels. Her hair, neatly pinned back, accentuated her sharp features, and as she walked, there was an air of confidence about her."Good afternoon, gentlemen," she greeted, her voice carrying a polite tone subtly infused with determination."Miss Collins," Louis Tompson, the lawyer, rose from his seat upon her arrival, extending his hand in a gesture of sympathy. "My condolences for the divorce?"Arabella's response was swift and resolute. "Not at all," she declared, dismissing any notion of condolence.Seating herself across from Mason, with Tompson positioned at the head of the table, Arabella's eyes met Mason's with a mixture of disdain and relief. Gone was the power he once held over her — she was free now, and she made sure he knew it."Now, the purpose of this meeting is to align the restructuring of the companies," th
