“What are you doing here?”Devon froze on the spot when her mother caught her in the act of opening one of the drawers in the master’s bedroom. She decided to stay in the house while Daemon is in his office to start her investigation. “Nothing.” She pushed back the drawer and smile at her mother. “I was just looking around. I never knew that I missed being here in the house so much.” To further convince Melena, she acted like tearing up. “I…” she made her voice quivered, “I missed being here, mom.” She touched her flat belly and pretended to caress the imaginary bump there. “I want my child to be able to freely run here which I did not experienced before as your child.”Melena walked to her side and held her hands in her. “Devon, my lovely daughter. Can we leave that all behind? Please, forgive us for all our lacking as parents back then. Let’s start anew now, can we? We will try hard to cater you and Daemon to this family even though it’s very difficult.”“How about dad? Will he be
Daemon lifts the bags of food in his hand the moment he sees her go out of the gate of her family's mansion to meet him outside.He called her to inform him that he already arrived.“I brought you food.” In a daze, she stares at his smiling face who tries hard to cover up the sadness and bitterness behind them. She now realized more than ever that both of them were so similar with each other given their respective circumstances. “Come on, let’s go home so we can eat,” he said and smiled at her.Devon, in a burst of emotions after spending a day in their dark gloomy house ran towards her husband who welcomed her with open arms. “Did something happen?” he asked, worried when sensing the turmoil in her presence. She looked up to him and nodded. “I’ll tell you when we get home. I just want to get out of this place.”“Come on.” Daemon took her hands in his and pulled her towards his car. “I think they’re going to move Lucy to another place. They look threatened,” she said in between m
It’s been a week since Devon began going to her family's house to investigate the whereabouts of her child in the pretense that she wants to fix her relationship with her parents but until now, no significant changes have been uncovered.Daemon always accompanies her to keep up the act no matter how her father tries to reject their presence. On their third day, Gestoni even threatened to kill Daemon in front of them and it could have ended really bad had it not been for her intervention. She got on his way saying he should kill his daughter first and his grandson. Devon sees no reason to stop now. She doesn’t lose hope. She can observe from her family’s demeanor that they are trying to hide something from her. “Devon, is it okay for you to stay here in the house while I’m away?” Melena asked her that afternoon while she’s in the guest room reading a book.“It’s okay. I’ll just be here,” she replied.It would be to her advantage being alone in the house. She could freely search their
“What are you doing here, Devon?!”Sylvia pulled her arm to make her stand. “I’m asking you! What are you doing here in our room?” She looked at the mess with an open mouth. “What did you do?!”In retaliation, Devon twisted Sylvia’s hand on her arm and choked her. “Where is my daughter?! Where is my Emily?! Give her back to me!”Coughing, Sylvia was able to break free from her steely grip and stepped back. “You are really going nuts! I knew it all along that you were just acting! I told you already! Lucy is my daughter! She is not yours!”“Then let me see her! Show her to me!” she challenged her in her last effort to ditch her horrible acting. “That’s the only time I’m going to believe you.”“I can’t let you! You are going to take her away from us!”Sylvia ran to the door but she outran her and was able to block the door before she was able to open it. “No, I won’t. I know what it feels to have your child taken away from you. I won’t do that to you, Sylvia. Just please, show her to
“D-Daemon, am I going crazy? What if they’re telling the truth? What if it’s just in my head? W-What if our Emily is really dead and it is just me who can’t move on?”Daemon runs to his wife’s side when he hears that. They decided to go home after what happened at Brian’s house to avoid any further conflicts. “I believe in you, Devon.” He hugs her tightly. God knows how much he wanted to trade her pain for all that he had now. Seeing her every day suffering longing for their daughter makes him think how useless he is as a man.He got the money and influence and yet he is still failing every day from finding Emily. “They have our child. Let’s keep trying to find her. Let’s hold on no matter what.”She bit her lips and avoided his eyes. “But I am slowly getting tired, Daemon. No matter how I try to hold on to hope that my daughter is alive, all of the things I learned and encountered told me she’s gone already.”“You are definitely allowed to get tired, Devon. No one here is as invinc
In the lavish halls of a botanical garden, a party is being held where a large exchange of smuggled goods is happening in the guise of a charity party. Devon, for the first time since she became Daemon’s wife, came into the party with her husband by her side. It’s her first public appearance since she disappeared. Everybody is looking at them weirdly as they emerged from the Porsche and gave the valet their key. They entered the venue with all the eyes on them as the guests are whispering to each other. “Gosh, are they the people I think they are?”“Daemon Druft and Devon Farrows? I thought she’s dead?!”“Right, so what really happened to them?”“So the rumors are true that both of them is still married?!”“She’s alive all along?!”“In fairness, they look good together!”“Do they already have a child already?”Devon stopped walking and looked at the woman who said that. Daemon noticed that and gently tugged at her forward. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered, “Eyes on the fro
“Maddy!” Daemon came running towards them and dragged the woman out before hugging Devon into his chest.“What the hell are you doing with Devon?!” His eyes threw her an accusing look as he protectively enclosed Devon in his arms who’s still panting for air. Maddy is berserk when she sees Daemon's gesture towards the woman. “I’m not doing anything with her! What I said is all true! She’s an irresponsible mother, that's why she lost your child!”His jaws clenched as she covered Devon’s ear to keep her from hearing that. She has already heard and seen enough. He’s not going to let her be hurt over the provoking words from this woman again. If he knew Maddy was here, then he should not have let Devon come with him. “Shut up already!” he gritted his teeth. “Can’t you see that you are hurting her!?”Maddy bit her lips to keep herself from bursting into tears. “Who cares? You are hurting me too! Can’t you see that?! Stop attacking my businesses and circulating that video! Can’t you see t
“Daemon! What do you think you’re doing?! Don’t come closer! I said don’t come any closer!” Maddy was horrified when Daemon did not budge on his stance.He snatched her wrist and slit a quick wound on it with his knife that made Maddy shriek in sudden pain. “I thought you wanted me to always be by your side? I thought you wanted to feel me against your skin? Why are you complaining now, Maddy? This is what you wanted, right?” he said grinning.There were only a few times when he let his fangs out and this is one of those. He promised himself that whoever hurt Devon would suffer tremendously even her own family after they find Emily. “Not like this! You are trying to murder me!” She tried to get out of his steely grip but couldn’t. “Not if you answer every single question I have right now for you.”“I don’t know what you’re talking about! Get off me! Let me go, Daemon.”But her actions were in vain. He still held her prisoner under his death glare. Annoyed, he put the knife on her n
One year after,“I’ve come to visit you, dad, finally.”She placed a basket of flowers into the grave of Gestoni Farrows and gazed at his name.It’s been months since he was buried but it’s the first time she visited him. She already came from Emily’s grave earlier. Coming into her resting place every day has been her routine. “I am not like you, dad. I was not corrupted by power. I am still here wanting to leave this all behind.” Sitting on the ground, she looked at the clear blue sky above her. “Are you feeling good there? What is it like being finally at peace? That’s unfair when you left us all here in chaos.”For her, forgiveness is still far-fetched. The pain is still fresh and she thought she would never have gotten over the death of her daughter.But life goes on especially for the people whom she should be strong for. She already accepted in her heart and mind that being a Farrows is just a part of her past. Until now, she has not talked with her mother. She knows that it
She found herself going back into their mansion where the wake of her father is being held. On the entrance, her mother could not hold her anger and attacked her and slapped her hard on both of her cheeks.She accepted the two slaps but not the third one. Those two were enough. Hitting her on the third time would already be a disrespect for her, Emily, and her baby.“How dare you come here in your father’s wake after you killed your own father?!” she shouted helplessly at her face while the forlorn guests looked on waiting for the drama to unfold.Devon looked at the whole place and sighed. "His other sons aren't here. Does it mean they also killed him?""How dare you!" She tried slapping her again but she dodged it. "If I know that this will happen then I shouldn't have told you the truth! I should have kept it all inside me! I regretted telling you about your daughter's death."Devon can only nod in pain. "See, this is why we'll never mend our broken relationship. I can understand t
“Daemon?!” she asked and stopped in her tracks.She’s feeling too happy and confused at the same time. Happy because her husband is alive. He survived his injuries miraculously. Confused because what is he even doing here?Devon ran towards him and hugged him tightly while sobbing in his arms. He felt his hand on her head caressing it gently like he always does to comfort her. And then he gently pulled away her hands from his waist that were tightly clasping around him never wanting to let go. “Thank you for holding up. Now leave the rest to me, Devon. You go live your life without me in it.”Slowly, she looked up at him with an open mouth, her tears stopped from streaming down her blood-soaked face. She stood there as the meaning of his words finally registered in her head. “No! I won’t leave you. I am the one who killed that monster. No one should suffer but me. It’s my greatest revenge against him! Why are you even doing this? You are severely wounded. You are supposed to be rest
“I’m telling you, Melena. If you do not want to be beaten again then shut your mouth up!” Gestoni’s uptight voice echoed in the walls of the mansion that witnessed how Devon tried to cope with the death that was served in front of her. But Melena remained in her place not backing down despite the immense pressure her husband is exerting against her. “Even if you kill me, I would still tell her! I can’t take this anymore! I’m done being silent regarding this. Gestoni, that was our granddaughter! The first one we had! I can no longer carry the guilt inside.”Devon slowly stood up from the floor both appalled and confused by her statement. What is she talking about? What does she mean by that? Is it about Emily? Her instincts are telling her it’s about Emily.“Mom! What is it you’re talking about?! Tell me!” she begged her mother hoping she would kill the suspense and tell her if what she’s thinking about this is right. “Melena!” Gestoni interrupted to stop his wife. “Go back upstair
Devon is panting for air. Her chest is heaving but there is a new sense of new emotion that she has just felt now. Looking at her hands full of blood and the man unconscious on the dirt ground brought a different kind of euphoria and satisfaction she has just come to experience now. “So is this the kind of feeling dad and Daemon are having on a daily basis?” She stared at the gun in her hand. “So this is power,” she muttered and emptily glanced at the man lying on his own blood.She broke most of his bones already but it seemed like she wanted to do more. Of course she can do more. When Daemon showed her where he kept Joffrey, he basically gave her the permission to do anything she wanted to do with him. That includes even killing him now. “Can I do it? Can I really kill a person?” she asked herself, her eyes going back from the man and the gun on her hand. She aimed the gun at him and inhaled. “Come on, Devon. Kill him. He made your life a living hell. He’s a rapist. He doesn’t
“So, what’s the plan next?” she asked while treating Daemon’s wound. They just came home after what happened and they’re already planning for their next move. Lucy is fast asleep in the other room after their helper brought her to bed. She slowly put on his jacket for him and sat on the floor looking up to him sitting on the bed. “We need to strengthen our security. Brian would surely suspect that Lucy is here so this is the safest place we have now. I’m sure he will not blow the place where he is suspecting that we’re hiding his daughter.”“You’re right so what are we going to do now?”He reached for the gun on the floor and put it on his side while never leaving her eyes. “We have to strike first. We cannot wait for your father’s next move. Our main priority is eliminating Gestoni. In that way, your mother will be able to talk. She’ll confess where they’re hiding Emily. Tonight, I’ll make sure to corner her and let me frankly tell you Devon that this could not end well. It’s eithe
“Devon, child. You are not in the position to ask anything from me.”She just laughed emptily and took out the gun from her pocket and shot it directly to the window of her father’s home office. The glasses shattered and the security system of their house was alerted. She heard the alarm in the voices of the men inside and some went outside to check. They instantly put down their firearms when she saw her with bombs strapped all over her body. “Now that I shattered your window, do I now have the position to ask you a favor?” she said coldly and moved her head and the men ran back inside to check on their boss. “You bitch!” Gestoni yelled and looked down on her from the broken window. He paused to take a good look at her and when he saw that she has all kinds of bombs on her body, her tone died down and there’s a noticeable crack “W-What?! What are you doing outside?! What the fuck are you doing?!”She smirked when she caught his attention. “I finally got your attention, dad. Now
“Sylvia, I told you already! Dad won’t be moved by this! He will not even care even if we tell us that Devon killed Lucy! You’re just wasting your time begging on him!”Sylvia did not let Brian stop her from going out of the car and into the house where Gestoni is temporarily working because his whole headquarters has been under siege the other day by Daemon’s men. The attack was unexpected and almost half of his men were wiped out.“I don’t care, Brian! I still have to try. I promised Devon I’ll beg your father to return Emily to them so we could have Lucy back! If I have to kiss his feet or give him a blow job or be his sex doll, I’ll do it for the sake of Lucy!”Brian gripped her wrist tightly, his face darkening from hearing those words from her.“What did you say?! Can you please repeat it to me?!”“You heard me right! I am willing to fuck your father if that is the only way I could have my child back.” She took her wrist away from him and lifted her head to him. Her look is def
The way she phrased it is not really requesting him but somewhat that of a person who has long thought about it and is just informing him of her decision. Daemon was caught off guard but quickly recovered from the shock. Getting up, he gently pulled Devon out of the room so they could talk freely. “Devon, you know we can’t do that. She is not Emily. Lucy has her own parents who also long for her return. She is not our child. She is not ours to keep,” he spoke to her in the softest voice he can afford. If repeating the same thing he tells her every day since she kidnapped Lucy over and over again to inculcate it in her head, then he doesn't mind at all as long as it will make things right. He’s carefully balancing between doing what’s right and logical and not upsetting her though he reckoned that she will still be hurt in the process but he wants it to happen gradually. Exhaling, she put her hand on her chest and opened her mouth to convince him this time. “I know that. It’s just