Astrid's POVEver since Eliza had told me to be careful with Tiffany, I had been on edge in my husband's house. Each time I saw her, I would try to study her subtly and make sure that I could prove Eliza wrong.It was easy to do so because Tiffany didn't show signs of someone who was planning anything. Just like Damien had ordered, she minded her business, only speaking to him when absolutely necessary—not like he responded. The man would remain silent, and when I glared at him, he'd give a one-worded reply, and that would be all.I doubted that she really had something planned. According to Eliza, Tiffany, just a few months ago, had tried to return to Damien's life, but by then, she was still an alcoholic."There is no way someone can change so fast, okay? Don't even think about it. It's not possible. I know this woman—she has reasons for coming here, and you have to be careful not to fall into her trap," Eliza had warned me.Tiffany said she returned because she was dying and wanted
Damien's POVI kept watching the clock. Time seemed to have stopped moving ever since she was wheeled into the hospital room. I paced the white corridors, running a hand every so often through my hair. I shouldn't be doing this. I don't care about her.So why was I acting so concerned?No. It couldn't be that I felt for her, right? Not after all she did to me. I promised to never care.Dang it."Damien, maybe you should sit down for a bit. Here, have some water."Astrid's soft voice pulled me from my thoughts. I didn't argue because my legs were already weak and trembling, and I was scared I would faint if I didn't.I sat down, and she sat on the seat directly close to me, placing her soft palm in mine."You really should calm down, okay? I believe she'll be fine. They are the best doctors watching over her in there. So just calm down, and let's wait for the doctor."Her words calmed my nerves just a little bit, enough for me to sit without constantly tapping my feet on the ground.Ab
Damien's POVI rolled my eyes. Now what did she want?"Fiona, how can I help you?"A loud sigh met my ears. "Damien, I thought we agreed to be less formal with each other. Come on, we aren’t strangers anymore."I cringed when I heard her call my name in what she probably thought was a sultry voice. Her desperate tone was evident even over the phone. Having dealt with my sick mother's case today, Fiona was just adding to the headache that was already forming in my brain."Fiona, I'm really not in a good position to chit-chat right now. Is everything okay? Why did you call?""Uh... You don't want to talk to me? Is that it?" she whines, making me groan."That's not the case. I'm just busy. Can we talk another–""No, it's okay," she cut me off. Nobody had the right to cut me off. Only Astrid. "I see now how you prioritize people. It's Astrid, isn't it? You must be with her. You lied to me about wanting to divorce her."I fisted my hands tight, squeezing my phone so hard I'm surprised it d
Astrid’s POV“What is it again, Adrian? What the hell was that?”He stood up from his seat in the garden and walked closer to where I stood. His hair was slicked back, but he was in a casual outfit, and a black hoodie dangled on his arm.“Astrid, I told you I was going to dig deep into everything, right? I'm pretty sure we are getting close to discovering everything that has been hidden in the shadows for so long.”Adrian beamed, but I couldn't bring myself to smile. No. The picture was disturbing, to say the least."I thought Grandma said she hated Dad. So why are they meeting? And it didn’t look like a picture from long ago, but recently."My mind buzzed but couldn't relax. Nothing was making sense anymore."Well, maybe they have reconciled and fixed their issues, I mean. They are mother and stepson, right?" Even my voice sounded unsure by the end of my sentence.Adrian shrugged. "Sure, but Astrid, you remember telling me that your grandmother said she would never go back on her wor
Astrid's POVI believe I was getting really better at pretending everything was fine, maybe because I knew I couldn't risk Damien knowing the plans my grandma and dad had. I had to be sure.Adrian told me not to let Damien know because he would get really protective, and we would not uncover many truths. I was willing to give it a shot at keeping quiet, and I did hope it turned out perfectly."Are you ready, honey?" Damien asked, wrapping his arms around my waist as he tilted my head to give him access to my neck so he could plant his face there."I am, but can't we just stay at home? Must we go?" I didn't even know where we were going."Yes, we must go because I have something for you."I groaned, letting him hold my hand and take me out with him.Tiffany was fine. She had left the hospital a while back, and Damien had done a complete 180 in how he treated her. While he didn't hug her or do what a mother and son would normally do, he was really nice and tolerated her, letting her sit
Astrid's POVOh my goodness. I slept with Damien.We did it!My eyes opened to the sunlight filtering in through the window, bright like the joy in my heart. The night was intense, passion-filled, and as rough as it could get.Eliza would not let me live this down.Stretching, I noticed his side of the bed was empty. It was cold, meaning he had been awake for a while. My heart dropped. Did he leave?My thoughts started racing. What if I wasn’t good enough, and he got embarrassed and decided to go home?Oh, come on, Astrid. Maybe he's just somewhere else in the house.Putting on my flip-flops, I walked slowly out of the room and into the living room of the cottage I hadn’t bothered to explore when I arrived.Well, one couldn't blame a woman, right? There were many more things to explore last night aside from a house I'd probably see many more times.His body isn't going anywhere either, my subconscious mocked, to which I flushed bright red.A sizzling aroma hit my nostrils as my ears p
Astrid’s POVFiona-my adopted sister- was the first to welcome me to the conference room. “You are going to ace this, Astrid. I’m rooting for you.” She smiled at me, holding my fingers.“I hope so, Fiona. I worked hard for this.” I sighed, squeezing her hand back. She was just the support I needed.Minutes passed and my dad walked into the elegant boardroom, I stilled, anxiety taking over me so much that my palms got sweaty. this was the long awaited moment. However, when he uttered his first sentence, betrayal rocked my being. My chair flew back as I rose to my feet. “What are you saying, Dad?” I gritted out.“Please behave yourself Astrid.” He barely glanced at me and his hand beckoned to Fiona. “Come here my brilliant gem." It seemed like the world was crashing down on me, when I heard his words.“Right here and now, I declare Fiona, my lovely daughter, as the new CEO.” My dad spoke, breaking my heart.“But Dad…” My lips trembled, and I gripped the table hard, “How can you do thi
Chapter twoAstrid's POV Instead of the pain and impact I expected, a strong hand grabbed me, pushing me violently to the other side. We both fell, tumbling to the sidewalk and rolling off. The person who had saved me wrapped me in his warm embrace, as if to shield me from scraping my skin against the concrete.My breathing halted as I took in his face mere inches from mine, his gaze locking onto mine. He held it for what seemed like forever.Woah. This guy is an adonis. He's so attract- "Are you crazy, you foolish girl? Why would you stand in the middle of the road?" The driver of the car that almost killed me exclaimed as onlookers rushed toward the scene. "Do you want me to be the one to kill you? Let me tell you that you’ve failed, okay? Although I wish you’d have died to have one less fool to worry about." My heart beat spiked. I was still not over the shock of almost dying, yet this man was being so rude. The stranger, whose arm was still around my waist, stood up, grabbed m
Astrid's POVOh my goodness. I slept with Damien.We did it!My eyes opened to the sunlight filtering in through the window, bright like the joy in my heart. The night was intense, passion-filled, and as rough as it could get.Eliza would not let me live this down.Stretching, I noticed his side of the bed was empty. It was cold, meaning he had been awake for a while. My heart dropped. Did he leave?My thoughts started racing. What if I wasn’t good enough, and he got embarrassed and decided to go home?Oh, come on, Astrid. Maybe he's just somewhere else in the house.Putting on my flip-flops, I walked slowly out of the room and into the living room of the cottage I hadn’t bothered to explore when I arrived.Well, one couldn't blame a woman, right? There were many more things to explore last night aside from a house I'd probably see many more times.His body isn't going anywhere either, my subconscious mocked, to which I flushed bright red.A sizzling aroma hit my nostrils as my ears p
Astrid's POVI believe I was getting really better at pretending everything was fine, maybe because I knew I couldn't risk Damien knowing the plans my grandma and dad had. I had to be sure.Adrian told me not to let Damien know because he would get really protective, and we would not uncover many truths. I was willing to give it a shot at keeping quiet, and I did hope it turned out perfectly."Are you ready, honey?" Damien asked, wrapping his arms around my waist as he tilted my head to give him access to my neck so he could plant his face there."I am, but can't we just stay at home? Must we go?" I didn't even know where we were going."Yes, we must go because I have something for you."I groaned, letting him hold my hand and take me out with him.Tiffany was fine. She had left the hospital a while back, and Damien had done a complete 180 in how he treated her. While he didn't hug her or do what a mother and son would normally do, he was really nice and tolerated her, letting her sit
Astrid’s POV“What is it again, Adrian? What the hell was that?”He stood up from his seat in the garden and walked closer to where I stood. His hair was slicked back, but he was in a casual outfit, and a black hoodie dangled on his arm.“Astrid, I told you I was going to dig deep into everything, right? I'm pretty sure we are getting close to discovering everything that has been hidden in the shadows for so long.”Adrian beamed, but I couldn't bring myself to smile. No. The picture was disturbing, to say the least."I thought Grandma said she hated Dad. So why are they meeting? And it didn’t look like a picture from long ago, but recently."My mind buzzed but couldn't relax. Nothing was making sense anymore."Well, maybe they have reconciled and fixed their issues, I mean. They are mother and stepson, right?" Even my voice sounded unsure by the end of my sentence.Adrian shrugged. "Sure, but Astrid, you remember telling me that your grandmother said she would never go back on her wor
Damien's POVI rolled my eyes. Now what did she want?"Fiona, how can I help you?"A loud sigh met my ears. "Damien, I thought we agreed to be less formal with each other. Come on, we aren’t strangers anymore."I cringed when I heard her call my name in what she probably thought was a sultry voice. Her desperate tone was evident even over the phone. Having dealt with my sick mother's case today, Fiona was just adding to the headache that was already forming in my brain."Fiona, I'm really not in a good position to chit-chat right now. Is everything okay? Why did you call?""Uh... You don't want to talk to me? Is that it?" she whines, making me groan."That's not the case. I'm just busy. Can we talk another–""No, it's okay," she cut me off. Nobody had the right to cut me off. Only Astrid. "I see now how you prioritize people. It's Astrid, isn't it? You must be with her. You lied to me about wanting to divorce her."I fisted my hands tight, squeezing my phone so hard I'm surprised it d
Damien's POVI kept watching the clock. Time seemed to have stopped moving ever since she was wheeled into the hospital room. I paced the white corridors, running a hand every so often through my hair. I shouldn't be doing this. I don't care about her.So why was I acting so concerned?No. It couldn't be that I felt for her, right? Not after all she did to me. I promised to never care.Dang it."Damien, maybe you should sit down for a bit. Here, have some water."Astrid's soft voice pulled me from my thoughts. I didn't argue because my legs were already weak and trembling, and I was scared I would faint if I didn't.I sat down, and she sat on the seat directly close to me, placing her soft palm in mine."You really should calm down, okay? I believe she'll be fine. They are the best doctors watching over her in there. So just calm down, and let's wait for the doctor."Her words calmed my nerves just a little bit, enough for me to sit without constantly tapping my feet on the ground.Ab
Astrid's POVEver since Eliza had told me to be careful with Tiffany, I had been on edge in my husband's house. Each time I saw her, I would try to study her subtly and make sure that I could prove Eliza wrong.It was easy to do so because Tiffany didn't show signs of someone who was planning anything. Just like Damien had ordered, she minded her business, only speaking to him when absolutely necessary—not like he responded. The man would remain silent, and when I glared at him, he'd give a one-worded reply, and that would be all.I doubted that she really had something planned. According to Eliza, Tiffany, just a few months ago, had tried to return to Damien's life, but by then, she was still an alcoholic."There is no way someone can change so fast, okay? Don't even think about it. It's not possible. I know this woman—she has reasons for coming here, and you have to be careful not to fall into her trap," Eliza had warned me.Tiffany said she returned because she was dying and wanted
Astrid’s POVEliza was sitting across from me, glaring with her arms folded across her chest while I smiled sheepishly and scrolled through her phone, awing at pictures from their little vacation. They had visited Luke's favorite island, and while it had been her idea for his birthday, my new best friend didn't seem too thrilled.“I don't get it. What's your problem, Liz? You should have told him you wanted to visit someplace else. I doubt he'd have refused.““Oh, please, Astrid. He wouldn't. I just know how much going there makes him happy. He grew up there, and the orphanage he was raised in is where we spent most of our time.“I rolled my eyes. How could she have been the married one for a period longer than me, yet I was more sensible?“Look here, in marriage, we have to be happy. I know Luke—he wouldn't have gone there if he knew you wanted to go somewhere else. Communicate with him, girl.”“Just like you're communicating with Damien, huh?” She wiggled her brows. “Tell me somethi
Astrid's POV"You guys stay here. I'll be right back. Just give me 15 minutes.""Yes, ma'am. And if you aren't out in 15 minutes, should we come in?" My female bodyguard asked me."No. I'll just text you if I need you."The guard nodded and stepped back as I straightened my dress to walk into the restaurant.And meet with the devil. Just how stupid could I be?The nerve of this idiot asking us to meet at a hotel. The only reason I came here was for closure, not to hear anything about Damien. I knew he would only try to sabotage Damien and me... because he's jealous of our relationship.Unlucky him. He asked Fiona, right? She can be everything to him. I'm never giving him a second chance."Mrs. Starkov, welcome," the hostess greeted before I could say a word. "Please come this way. Mr. Martinez is waiting for you."Damien didn't know about this appointment. Not like I was keeping it a secret from him–I just left when he wasn't at home.I told the guards that in case he asks, they shoul
Astrid's POV"W-What?" I stuttered. "I don't understand.""It's not about you understanding or not, Astrid. What matters is I've realized I have feelings for you. I'm catching them real fast. I want to try to have something real with you.""Oh," was all I could say. It wasn't an everyday thing to have your husband—no, contract husband—tell you he is falling for you.Damien's gaze was intense, making my skin crawl, and my stomach fluttered. When I had joked at the beginning that I would make him fall for me, I didn't think it would be this easy. I mean, I hadn't even started on that aspect yet. I was still thinking of what to do with Fiona and Adrian. How come he's already falling?"Damien, I think you're mistaken, okay? Maybe you think you're falling for me just because you haven't had, you know—"Damien shook his head. "I knew you would say something like this, Astrid. I am not mistaken about this. It is not new. I have had these feelings for a while, and I have been conflicted and f