Damian's POV As the door was thrown open when the meeting just started, my attention was immediately riveted to the door and the person that came from the door. Here she comes, the heiress who is supposed to take over the company, sabotaging my well structured plans.But that's not happening. Well, even if I let that happen, I won't let her last long on that seat. But wait, why is she dressed like this? Is she a stand up comedian or what?Before I knew what was going on, the whole conference room brimmed with laughter. A kind of laughter that crescendoed the more she tried to make some adjustments to her terrible appearance. Even I wondered if it's so terrible in her house that they couldn't afford a common mirror I had to put in so much effort to stifle the impulse I had to laugh. I should let her have a good impression of me so that I can get closer to her for my own gain. “How will she wear something like this to the company?” I still wondered When Victor came and announce
Lila’s POVI couldn’t stop staring at my reflection in the mirror this morning. Yesterday, I had asked Damian to choose which dress I should wear today from the ones he bought for me. The dress Damian chose for me—a tailored, navy-blue office dress—fit perfectly, highlighting my features without being too revealing. For the first time in a long while, I looked like someone who belonged in an office, in charge of things, someone important. My fingers grazed the soft fabric, and a wide smile spread across my face. Maybe today would be different. Maybe today, I’d prove I could handle this new world.The cab ride was also a smooth one, unlike the chaos of yesterday. I actually had time to relax and think—mostly about Damian. A soft warmth settled in my chest as I thought of him, his firm but kind way of guiding me through everything, his insistence that I could do this. I never would have guessed that behind his polished exterior, there was someone genuinely willing to help. I was grat
Damian's POVI relaxed in the back seat of the car as we cruised down the busy streets, the soft hum of the engine blending with my thoughts. I stared out the window, the city's pulse racing around me, but my mind was somewhere else—focused on Monroe Corporation and, more specifically, Lila. Right now, I'm just a shareholder in that company and although Monroe corporation is a big company on its own, it is nothing compared to the large conglomerate that I own. What I get as a shareholder In Monroe corporation is something I would classify as a little bonus to what I have. As the CEO of my own large conglomerate, I have quite a lot of things to oversee, but now that I've partnered with Monroe corporation and even promised Lila that I'll come and assist her, I know that I have signed in for more stress. Normally, I only go to Monroe Corporation once a week for now as I'm trying not to rush my plans but here I am, going there another day because of Lila.Well, I shouldn't complain.
Damian's POVI gave Lila my most reassuring smile, leaning in just a bit as if to emphasise my sincerity. “I’m offering you a special partnership,” I said, my voice smooth and comforting. Confusion was evident on Lila's face still. “Special partnership? Apart from being a shareholder, what other partnership are you talking about “Let me handle the heavy lifting for you,” I told her. “You’re a Monroe—you deserve to enjoy the wealth, the legacy, without getting lost in the cutthroat details that can trip anyone up.”Will she ever stop looking confused? “While I manage the business side of things,” I further clarified, “you can take your time to learn at your own pace. There’s no rush. And I’ll make sure you’re protected every step of the way.”It seems I'm at least making progress. There was a pause, a silence that felt like it stretched on forever as she processed my words. I could practically see the gears turning in her mind—the doubt, the desperation, the longing for someone to
Lila's POVThe ride home felt like a dream as I sat in the back of my brand-new car, watching the familiar streets blur by through the tinted windows. It was hard to believe how much had changed in just a matter of days. I could still feel the weight of the CEO documents I’d signed earlier today, the sense of responsibility that had settled on my shoulders. But right now, I didn’t want to think about the company or deal lost—I just wanted to share my little victory with the people who mattered most.As we pulled up to the house, I could already see the curtains twitching. Mom was peeking out, curious and anxious as ever. She had no idea I’d be arriving in a brand-new luxury car, let alone one with a driver. I smiled, my heart swelling with excitement and pride as I stepped out of the car.“Mum!” I called out, waving as I walked up to the front porch.Mum had already wheeled herself to the door and she opened the door, her eyes widening when she saw me. “Lila!” she exclaimed, one ha
Lila's POVDamian came in early today. Despite being the CEO of a massive company himself, he somehow found the time to help me with my workload. Sometimes I feel guilty—like I’m burdening him, pulling him away from his own responsibilities. But every time I mention it, he just brushes it off with a smile, telling me it's no trouble at all.I think what amazes me most is how willingly he takes on the chaos of Monroe Corporation. There’s no obligation for him to help, yet he steps in without hesitation. I catch him focused and diligent, tackling the most complicated tasks, even the ones that make my head spin. I can't help but admire him for that.Damian Left early today after helping me out with most of the strenuous tasks, leaving me with much easier ones to get familiar with. He had tried, but today took a turn I wasn’t expecting.Not long after Damain left, It was early afternoon when I got into the car with my driver. We were heading back to the office after a quick lunch meetin
Lila's POV I immediately took out my hand from the cocoon of the blanket and quickly grabbed the pillow, pressing it firmly over my ear. But it only did little to cushion the sound of the loud thunder that came after the lightning. I winced.My next train of thoughts was rueful.Although the rain clouds weren't palpable early enough to herald the arrival of rain, I still blamed myself for not paying enough attention.If I knew that it would rain tonight, despite the long day and exhaustion, I would have just ran home to mum. Whenever there's thunder and lightning like this, having someone beside me helps me ease my astraphobia. I remember how mum will always tease me to go get a man whenever I cling to her in fright, but I still used to find comfort in her embrace whenever there's thunder and lightning. But what would I do now when I'm all alone and it's quite late? My chest tightened with a knot of frustration that I couldn't shake off. Suddenly, my phone rang and I checked t
Damian's POV I didn't go to my main apartment tonight. Since I had spent most of the day in my own company, and I planned to resume early to Monroe Corporation tomorrow, I chose the apartment I own close to Monroe Corporation to retire retire for the night. It's not very far to Lila's new apartment.It's been such a busy day, so as I settled in my apartment, I just had the time to go through my phone. I saw a notification from Monroe Corporation's group. Lila had an accident. Regardless of the fact that I had my manipulative intentions too which I'm still taking very slowly—slow enough for her not to see it coming, my heart skipped a beat when I got that notification.Wait… why does my heart seem to pull different kinds of stunts sometimes when things had to do with her?This is the same person that I didn't mind kidnapping just to keep her away from plans when I first learnt about her. It didn't bother me one bit. I'm sure that if I had met her that day at the front of the diner,
Lila's POV“Lila, it’s me,” I heard Connor's voice say through the door, sounding oddly strained.I paused, confused. Connor? What was he doing here so late? I hesitated for a moment before I unlocked the door and opened it, finding him standing there, a wide smile plastered across his face.“Connor,” I said, trying to mask the surprise in my voice. “What are you doing here? It’s really late.”He stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “I missed you,” he said, shrugging off his jacket and draping it over the back of a chair. “I thought I’d surprise you.”I raised an eyebrow, closing the door behind him. “A surprise? At this hour?”He grinned, moving closer and wrapping his arms around my waist. “Why not?” he said softly, brushing his lips against my forehead. “I wanted to see you.”I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of discomfort at his sudden appearance. I know he shows up unannounced at my office during the day sometimes but It wasn’t like
Damian's POV It had been days since I last saw Damian. The memory of that night, the heated argument, and the raw anger on his face when he hit Connor kept replaying in my mind. I couldn’t shake the feeling that things had ended wrong between us. It was true he’d done so much for me—more than I ever expected since he first stepped into my life. He’d been a rock, a guiding force, and the thought of him being absent left a void I didn’t expect.Till now, I'm still enjoying the benefits of the bodyguard that he arranged for me. And ever since I had those guards protecting me, I've not noticed any shadowy attempts. A part of me wanted to pick up the phone and call him to say I was sorry. But there was also a stubborn part of me that felt like I deserved an apology too. He had crossed a line that night, and I couldn’t just let that go. Just because he had been very helpful all along, that night, he clearly acted like he owned my life by trying to force me away from Connor. And as if th
Damian's POV It was nearly midnight when I pulled up to my house, the driveway dimly lit by the overhead lights lining the walkway.The entire place was silent, cloaked in the deep shadows of the night. As I shut off the engine and turned to look at Valerie, still asleep in the backseat, I realised I had no choice—I couldn’t very well wake up the household staff and ask them to prepare a room at this hour. She was in no state to be moved again, and I was too exhausted to bother with formalities.I opened the car door and stepped out, moving around to Valerie’s side. Carefully, I scooped her up into my arms, her body warm and limp against mine. She stirred slightly but didn’t wake, her head resting on my shoulder. I carried her up the stairs, feeling the weight of her both physically and emotionally pressing down on me.As I navigated the stairs that snaked to my bedroom which was on the second floor, my thoughts drifted—unwillingly—back to Lila. The first time she stayed over at my
Damian's POVThe bar felt suffocating now, with its dim lights and clinking glasses as I hurried back inside to retrieve my phone.Spotting the phone right on the table where I’d left it, I grabbed it, and turned back toward the exit, my thoughts racing instead of my heart. What was Valerie doing here, in such a state? Why did it unsettle me so much to see her like that?Valerie’s eyes, usually so composed and collected behind her glasses, were glassy and hollow. The way she had looked at me, wide-eyed and fragile, was a side of her I’d never imagined existed. I've always been indifferent towards whatever goes on in her life, but now, It felt wrong to see her that way—exposed and bare. When I returned to the threshold of the bar, Valerie was still there, leaning heavily against the doorframe. I noticed her eyes were rimmed with red, as if she had been crying before I collided with her. Yet, there was a faint glimmer of relief in her gaze, as if my presence had pulled her out of a da
Damian's POVAs soon as the driver pulled the car back around, we were right where we’d seen them before. I stared at Lila, trying to keep my expression unreadable, but inside, my emotions were spiralling out of control. I reminded myself—again—that Lila wasn’t mine. We weren’t together, and I had no right to feel possessive. And yet, there I was, watching her, unable to tear my eyes away.She seemed comfortable, too comfortable, with that guy. They were laughing, chatting easily. I could tell from his body language that he was flirting, leaning forward, his gaze locked on hers like she was the only person in the room. My jaw tightened as I watched him reach across the table and take her hand. As if everything unfolding before my eyes wasn't enough to spite me, this flirt just took her hand and planted a kiss on it, his gesture slow and deliberate.Damn!My fingers knew what to do. They didn't take permission from me before curling into a fist beside me as if warming up for an impen
Damian's POVYesterday was a whirlwind. The demands at my company had me tied up all day, so much so that I didn’t even make it to Monroe Corporation. Valerie had been doing well at keeping things in order while I was away. But there was still a lot to do, so I assisted her myself with some of the tasks. My deed caught her by surprise. She knew I would not reduce her salary because of the help I rendered to her, so she voiced her gratitude to me a couple times with a smile on her face each time. Actually, Valerie is beautiful, but I do not see her in any other light apart from being my PA. Aside from being perfectly qualified for her job, she doesn't spark up anything in me. Nothing at all. I've figured out that she likes me, but she knows the stakes. She dare not make me sense that she's making any advance towards me. She should keep it all to herself. It wasn’t until I finally settled down at home, my mind free of distractions, that I realised something surprising—I actually mi
Lila's POVI was deep into reviewing some documents when my phone buzzed, interrupting my concentration. Glancing down, I saw his name flash across the screen again—Connor.I huffed. This guy won't just quit. Since last night, he had been so intent on blowing up my phone. I got a call last night from a strange number that popped up on my screen. I wondered who could be calling me quite late at night, only for me to answer the call and find out that it's Connor.As soon as I heard that it's Connor, I hung up on him immediately, even though I didn't like how something in me disapproved of what I did. First, I wondered how he got my contact information but I didn't ponder it too far before I reckoned that since I'm now the CEO of a big company, he must have searched me up on the internet and got my contact information there. I tried to stay as low-key as possible in the shopping mall yesterday by moving only with Elena, but he must have seen the guards and the luxurious car that wai
Lila's POVThe last thing I needed was to be stuck in my own head, tangled in the web of confusion and anxiety that had been tightening around me since I discovered the truth about my parents. Damain had left early today to fully attend to some functions in his own conglomerate. So, using his company for my distraction wasn't an option. As I kept pondering on what else I could do, that’s when the idea struck me—shoppingShopping felt like the perfect escape from the overwhelming stress I’d been under. It was my first evening free in a while, and I needed a distraction—something to take my mind off the haunting discoveries about my parents and the lingering anxiety over my mum’s upcoming surgery. With everything happening, I’d been avoiding the company's apartment, going straight from work to home every day. But today, I was determined to break that routine.After work, I decided on a spur-of-the-moment shopping trip. I wanted to pick up a few things for the house, for Mum, and for
Lila's POV When Damian walked into the office this morning, I felt a strange mixture of relief and unease. I hadn’t been able to sleep much the previous night; the discovery in my mum's old journal was haunting me.I needed to tell him about it, to share the weight of this terrible secret with someone who might have answers—or at least know what to do next. All the times that Damian and I had spent together, I've seen how he handles situations. I could tell that he is a better problem solver than I am. Maybe he could help me figure this out. He looked calm and composed as usual, flashing me his reassuring smile as he approached me. "Good morning, Lila," he greeted me warmly, but I could tell he sensed something was off. My face must have betrayed my restless night."Damian, we need to talk," I said, my voice a little shaky as I stood up and gestured towards the corner office. I couldn’t have this conversation out in the open. His brows furrowed slightly, and he nodded, following m