Astrid's POVI had never been this embarrassed before. Eliza sat before me, laughing so hard tears were spilling out of her eyes. We were sitting in a cozy restaurant facing the sea. The blue waves overlapped each other while excited couples and children had the time of their lives.Getting annoyed by the sound of her laughter, I groaned, glaring at her. “Can you stop now? It's not even funny.”“Are you kidding me? How is it not funny? Astrid, I have heard of so many funny encounters like this, but you just managed to outdo everyone. Kudos, girl. You're a queen.”I groaned, laying my head on the table. I shouldn't have told her.“So you mean your very hot and sexy husband had you on his lap while he was almost naked, and when he asked you to take care of his 'huge' situation which you caused, instead of going down on your knees and taking that thing out to—”“Eliza!” I exclaimed, causing half of the people present to look at us. My face flushed, and I mumbled an apology that wasn't ev
Astrid's POVYou can do this, Astrid. You have no reason to be worried. He probably doesn't even remember anything about this morning. Yes, he doesn't. Even if he does, it doesn't matter.I took a deep breath, wiping my sweaty palms on my shirt. Nodding to no one in particular, I walked in, only to freeze as I saw Damien standing by the glass windows, staring at the vast green garden below. He had a phone to his ear while his other hand was in his pocket.He did look yummy in a shirt, his muscles bulging out in a way that was inviting my mouth to land small kisses on it while he... Astrid, stop! Remember the awkward situation this morning.He hadn't noticed me all this while, so I planned to stay there and enjoy the view. Because who knows when I'll have this opportunity again with his grumpiness?I mean, how can a man be so hot and yet so moody all the time? He's like a girl high on hormones whose—"Are you going to come in, or will you keep acting like a creep, Astrid?"I jumped, gu
Astrid's POV"Wow, do people have jobs? How could so many people gather here to watch someone shop for a dress?" Eliza asked, a frown marring her face.I smirked against the straw in my lips, dragging in some more of the cold juice the restaurant had served me. The juice tasted just as sweet as the revenge I was about to have."Well, if I tell you that Fiona will be shocked at seeing these people, will you be surprised?" I responded, smiling broadly.Eliza narrowed her eyes at me. "Astrid? What did you do?""Aww, you think I did something? I just did her a favor. She loves to be famous, right? She'll be getting more famous today. All thanks to me."Eliza's lips parted, her eyes staring at me, disbelief written all over her face. "Wow. I can't believe we only met. We could have been besties from childhood. I love you, girl," she beamed, causing a few bystanders to stare at us.Not for long though, because a few seconds later, the blue McLaren carrying my sister alongside the entourage
Astrid's POVEliza and I had so much fun that I couldn't stop smiling as I walked in through the front door of Damien's mansion. When Malea had told Fiona what had happened, her reaction had been exactly as I had expected. She had stomped her foot and thrown a fit, saying she bought the jewelry first. I actually pitied Malea because she was caught at a crossroads between two wealthy families. But I made a mental note to compensate her for the suffering she had to go through.The look on Fiona's face when she found out that even her wedding gown—which was supposed to be the talk of the century—was going to be given to someone else because the person was more influential was something worth remarking.Eliza had laughed so hard I got scared that she would get an aching stomach or lose her voice. But she had told me she was happy to meet a friend like me who could make good plans like this and that we should do more in the future.Of course, we are going to do more. When Fiona left the s
Damien's POVSelena has feelings for me. My little sister has feelings for me. No.I still can't bring myself to believe it. I always thought we had a normal sibling relationship. Ever since that bitch who called herself my mother had done what she did, and then disappeared, I had been alone.Until Mom and Dad took me in as their own son, giving me the love I never thought I'd experience. Selena was only 6 while I was 12. Now, 16 years later, we have been the closest siblings ever. At least from my own point of view.If only I had known that my being the best big brother would cause my sister to develop feelings for me. I'd have kept my distance as much as I could."Shit," I growled, kicking the edge of my bed. The action sent a jolt of pain up my foot, but I didn't care. Pain made me forget. It was like therapy. However, I couldn't forget that just a few minutes ago, my youngest sister's lips had been on mine.Selena had wa
Astrid's POVDang it, my face was still red. How is this possible? I'd washed it so much it should be white by now and no longer its exaggerated tanned color. Eliza is going to know something is up. Shit, I didn’t want her to figure it out.After running from Damien’s presence and locking myself in my room, I stayed there the entire day without stepping out—not even to eat. Okay, maybe that’s a lie. I did step out, but it was late at night when I was sure he’d be sleeping. At least, I thought he was, since the light in his room was off. I tiptoed so carefully past his door that I was certain he had no idea I was still awake.I still can’t believe I’d been so stupid to go downstairs in nothing but a towel. I was just so excited to eat that I didn’t even realize I’d just finished taking a bath when the delivery arrived.Now I’m not sure which was more embarrassing: giving the delivery woman a clear view—a bad one, apparently, judging by the glare she gave me before grabbing her money a
Astrid POVToday was the day Fiona and Adrian were appearing before the media for an interview before their wedding.I had told Eliza countless times that we could look for a different way to do this since her job and reputation would be on the line, but she told me she didn't mind and that if she got fired, she would spend the rest of her life taking vacations and trips with the money her husband was being paid by mine.That girl is stupid, I know.But well, the thrill of doing this ran through me, making me shiver in delight. The fact that they had embarrassed me in front of a huge crowd meant that this was their moment too.It has always been said, do not repay evil for evil, and I often felt bad doing what I was doing. But then, I am still going to do it either way. I will not take betrayal lying down."Oh God, how do I do this?" I whispered to myself, thinking about how I would manage to convince Damien to come with me. I hadn't spoken to him since the day of the towel incident.
Astrid's POVFiona shot up from her seat like she had been sitting on hot charcoal. “What do you think you are doing here, Astrid?” she asked, glaring daggers into my face.“What do you think I’m doing here, Fiona?” I retorted sharply, rolling my eyes. “I’m here for the interview as well. I was invited.”She turned, fast as lightning, to glare at Eliza, who hid her smirk immediately behind a poker face. “What do you think you are doing, Mrs. Edison? This is supposed to be our wedding interview.”“Oh, I’m sorry, ma’am. This wedding interview is being conducted by the company. And while we thought it would be good to have the families of the couple present, the family of the groom and your father were reluctant to attend, so the only member of the family who could attend was Mrs. Sta—Ms. Astrid…”She caught herself immediately, but I still glared at her for the almost slip-up.It was not time for the big reveal yet.“Well, I don’t want her here, Adrian. Let’s go,” Fiona said, grabbing A
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