CHAPTER 26DON'T BLAME MEDAMIAN’S POV “Have Lloyd gotten my message?”, I asked Clinton." Yes, master, he has. I delivered it to him this morning”, he answered from the front passenger seat.“Apart from the meeting with the detectives that are coming concerning the hand gloves, do I have anything else for today?”, I questioned further." No, master, you don't.", he answered me, slightly turning towards me.“Okay”, I responded , turning my attention to my phone.But he turned fully to face before saying “you don't have to worry about them, they are here because the hand gloves at the scene of the crime was manufactured by one of our company.”Jerking up to look at him, I smiled at his words.“ I know that already and I'm not worried. I know there's no issue. I mean, the humans don't know of my reputation as the feared hybrid. But the only thing I'm bit worried about is the order being involved in this and finding a way to pin this on me.They won't miss a chance to ruin me and this
LEAH'S POV Laying down on the bed, surrounded by bags, I was tired from shopping.In the quiet of my room, everything Scarlett told me ran through my mind, but I knew that there was no truth in it. I leave with the damn man, I should know if he was a terrible person. The few gossips I have heard from passing maids have always been praises about him and never anything bad.He can't be the one hurting those children but Scarlett is my best friend. She can't just come and lie to me. Maybe my dad put her up to it. I mean, he could still be angry about the fact that I said I was happy staying with Damien. But would he go that far? I don't know. I think he would, he hates Damian. He had always hated him.I'm confused. I don't even know what to think anymore. Talking to Damian these days has been close to impossible because he has been totally cold towards me. Thinking about it now, apart from the fact that he's been cold towards me, there is really nothing wrong with his attitude
LEAH'S POV When we both got our breath back, he carried me to a nearby sofa.Yes, his office is that big.We got comfy on it and then the teasing began, "that was good for your first time", he started."Sex, that wasn't my first time having sex and you know that", I reminded him but he shook his head slightly, smiling to himself."I know, I have fucked you several times. But that's not what I meant", he said, his eyes gleaming mischievously."Then what do you mean?"I questioned, my curiosity high."I mean what you did not long ago, the poor imitation of a seduction", he confessed, bursting into laughter.I lightly tapped his hands, laughing along with him. When we stopped laughing, he kissed me on the cheeks."But it got me, I was putty in your hands. One touch from you and I was huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf", he said and my face flushed red. I ignored his words, put on a mock-serious face, and said, "That means I'm good with what I do or did. Because that was my first
DAMIAN'S POV I dropped the phone, stunned. This is the second time she has defended me against her dad.I know, it's wrong. I shouldn't have tapped her phone but I needed to. It's a necessity for me.I have always had trust issues in life and it stems from betrayals from family, friends, and even lovers.Every one of them had always hurt and I have decided to push everyone far away until they prove themselves in the long run.I know what you are thinking, I know the questions in your head. but it's Leah?You know she is your mate?Do you guys have a bond?Yes, I know Yes, she is Yes, we do.But you have got to understand me, she is the daughter of the head of the order. I want Leah in my life, I want her close by so I could see her, so I could take care of her, so I could protect her, provide for her.But she is the daughter of a man who had hated my existence, who had done everything possible to make my life miserable.She might be working for her dad, although the conversation
LEAH'S POV I am on my bed, on my laptop, one of my supposedly distracting toys.Damian got me a lot of toys to distract me, a laptop, a game with its pads, and an iPad with a lot of games. There were even board games and no one to play with. Nothing was distracting enough but I would give it to him, he is nice.Nice enough to think about me, probably once a day. Ok, maybe, I am a bit hard on him. I really appreciate the efforts he makes towards me.But it doesn't change the fact that here feels like an elite prison, I have no one to talk to.And I'm going crazy and that has led to this moment. Researching the news on the recent case of missing children, the humans already concluded that it was kidnapping and it was reported that there were no clues found.I watched the interview of the children's parents and I was moved to tears. I saw the despair in their eyes as they cried for help.My heart broke as I imagined myself in their situation. I touched my belly as I remembered the lit
Leah's POV We just got to the event, and if I'm being honest I'm tense, I know I agreed to come to the party but I didn't know that it would be this tense.And the fact that I would see Aiden again, I don't know if I would be able to control myself because the last time I let my emotions get the best of me, and I don't want to disgrace or embarrass Damian in public.Then the car stopped at the entrance of the hall, I was still deep in my thoughts, I just kept staring.But suddenly I felt someone hold my hand I didn't want him to know I was nervous so I tried not to look shocked, as I turned to him."You would be fine," he said, squeezing my hand."Oh yeah, I'm fine," I said, masking my real emotion.We got down from the car, we entered the party holding hands, and immediately we walked in I noticed all eyes were on us.It was like everyone paused what they were doing and focused their eyes on us. There were surprises evident on people's faces.Why does everyone look surprised? Are th
Damian's POVI was engrossed in a discussion with some of my business associates, debating the finer points of a potential deal, when I suddenly turned to scan the room. That's when I saw Leah, standing across the way, engaged in a conversation with someone. Although I couldn't make out the person's face from where I was standing, I couldn't help but notice Leah's body language. Something about her body language screamed discomfort, and my instincts kicked in. I felt an overwhelming urge to intervene, to rescue her from the situation that seemed to be making her so uneasy. "Excuse me," I said politely, but firmly, as I subtly nudged the person blocking my path aside and walked towards Leah, my eyes fixed on her with a sense of concern.As I drew nearer, my eyes locked on the figure standing beside Leah, and my heart sank. It was her father, a man whose disdain for me was no secret. But in that moment, none of that mattered. All I could think about was Leah's well-being and getting
Leah's POVI seethed with anger, my mind reeling in disbelief. Damian, of all people, had the nerve to suggest that I wanted to go back to Aiden. How could he even think that, let alone say it out loud? Didn't he remember everything Aiden had put me through? The pain, the heartache, the humiliation? Didn't he recall how I had wanted to end my life because of Aiden's cruelty? Damian was right there on Aiden's wedding day, hearing every vile word he spat at me. And still, he thought I would willingly go back to that monster?The thought made my blood boil. How could Damian be so insensitive? Didn't he know me at all? Didn't he understand the depth of my scars? I felt betrayed, hurt, and angry all over again. The wounds I thought had healed were now ripped open, and I couldn't help but wonder if Damian had ever truly cared about me at all. His words cut deep, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that he was no better than Aiden, using my vulnerability against me.It was as if he was