How long will I have to keep living like this?I couldn't sleep last night. Yesterday was a terrible one, and I don't think I was in my right mind. I left the party knowing there would be grave consequences; I willingly went to bed with Devon, just to get back at Damien for lying to me this whole time; Damien has a son with that woman; Ferdinand threatened to kill my mother right in front of me. This is all too much, even for me. I've always considered myself strong enough to face anything, but not this. I need help, but there's none coming my way. None.I can't count on Devon for shit.I'll need to keep my distance from him if I want to avoid trouble. I feel dirty, and I regret how impulsively I acted. The guilt is crippling at times. I think back on it and it's like another woman took my place. It couldn't have been me. And why do I feel like I betrayed Damien when he's the one who's been lying to me this whole time?My bedroom door opens unexpectedly.Felix comes into my room witho
I step out of the corridor.Damien is barking orders at his men, telling them to find anyone in the house and restrain them. They head into the kitchen first and I hear a frightened scream from one of the maids.A man walks towards me. Damien notices this and says, "Not her." He says this, but isn't looking at me. The man sidesteps me and starts searching there. There isn't anyone in there, but I can't find my voice."This is ridiculous!" Ferdinand exclaims. "This is my apartment, what do you think you're doing?"Damien ignores him and pulls a gun out of his pocket. He points it at him. "Lower your voice.""I won't say this again," Ferdinand says, his face flushing with anger. "Leave at once. You have no business coming here and killing my men. You're breaking all the rules. The council—"Damien takes multiple steps towards him until he's standing right in front of Ferdinand. He grabs the back of his neck and presses his gun beneath his chin. Well, one of them. "The council can suck m
Daisy has a terrible feeling in her gut.She doesn't know why Amelia didn't come to fetch her; that's Ferdinand's doing, she's sure of it. Sure, her daughter hasn't been her normal self, but lately it's like she's transformed into an entirely different person. Daisy can't recognize her most days. Everything has changed, from the way she talks to the way she dresses.She needs to find a way to get Amelia away from this place. This city is going to ruin her. In a way, it already has. This is all her fault. She should've convinced her to stay and not leave with Devon; she should've guessed that he was up to no good. But what could she have said to her? Amelia's an adult, and she made the decision to leave. Besides, Daisy knew how much her daughter wanted to go to college. She knew that that dream would never come true if she worked at Donnie's forever.However, she can't see how Amelia will have a 'normal' life after this. How will she return to their small town and work at the bar again
He told me his men would be on the lookout for them, but it's been two hours and there isn't any news. I don't believe they're still in the hospital. Something must have happened. They didn't see her for some reason, and now she's with Felix. I hate not knowing what's happening. I hate that she's with that man. She probably doesn't even know the truth, that he's Ferdinand's son. I didn't get the chance to tell her.We couldn't go back. We had to get away from there quickly. After I told him about my mother, he called one of his men and gave him the order. Now, we're at the airport and he still hasn't received any news. I'm anxious, and it takes a strenuous amount of effort to keep it together. Too much has happened today, and it's just noon. I can't handle any more bad news. I just can't. I want to hear that she's safe and away from that man. This silence is killing me.He's taking me to his mansion in the middle of nowhere, I'm sure of it. I know it's a terrible decision, but because
Damien leans against the doorframe of his room and watches her sleep.He doesn't know what to make of this. He knows that bringing her here was a mistake, but it's the only place where he was sure that she would be safe. His main priority was not only getting her away from her father and Felix Baldwyn, but also from Devon Tyler. He couldn't fathom the thought of her with him, and subconsciously he knows that something happened between them, but she won't admit it.Frankly, it's better this way. He wouldn't be able to handle the truth, and he gave up on trying to find out. He has his men after that fucker, but he's good at hiding. He can't hide forever, though. There are only so many places he can be. He'll fuck up, and when he does, he'll regret ever being born.What she asked him keeps hammering against his skull. What are we? He was completely honest with her. He has no fucking clue. He's never been so uncertain of something in his entire life. He had every reason to not forgive her
I wake up to a sharp sound.I crack my eyes open and take a long look around the bedroom. There's no one around, and the door is closed. It's dead silent in here, so I must have imagined the sound. Still, I feel uneasy. I don't even remember falling asleep, much less crawling under the covers.This must be Damien's doing.I can't believe I fell asleep in this unfamiliar place. Most people living in this house hate me and I have to keep that in mind. I have to keep my guard up at all times. I don't care what Damien says about this being his house; that's not how it works. His family has every right to hate me. I lied about being Jason's cousin. I lied about just needing a job.I lied my way to his bed.It's not something that can be easily overlooked, but Damien's an adult, we both are. I was spying on them, sure, but he killed my brother. Sometimes, I feel like I shouldn't have run to him. But I was desperate, and in any case, I'm here now. There's nothing I can do to change that.I'm
Damien takes one look at the caller ID, then excuses himself. I wonder who it is. Why do I feel like it's related to my mother? He just rushed out of the room, which means he didn't want me to listen to the conversation. Why not? If it has anything to do with mom, I have the right to know. I can't understand why he doesn't want me to know what's happening. He just assured me that he would take care of everything, yet I shouldn't know what he's planning? This doesn't feel right. I move closer to the door. I peer through the crack. He's standing right outside the door, but his back is to the door so he can't see me eavesdropping, or trying to. If he finds me here, I'll have some explaining to do, but he shouldn't have left the room in the first place. I hear him scoff. "That's out of the question. I'm not going to let her meet you." Her? My heart starts beating faster. Am I the one he's talking about? He walks a little farther down the corridor and lowers his voice. I can't h
Damien kept true to his word.I've been sitting here near the fountain for a long time. The sun's setting, and the chill is starting to set in. I'm determined to stay out here until he understands that nothing he says will change my mind, but I'll admit, I'm starting to have doubts about that.I wrap my arms around myself. I'm still in that baby pink slip—how would I have changed clothes?—and it's not keeping me warm, at all. This can be endured, though. It's not the kind of cold that'll kill me. I won't get hypothermia out here, but I do wish I was inside, where it's warm.I'm hungry and thirsty. My ass is numb from sitting here for hours. He's really doing this. I understand his concern, but it's my mother's life in danger. I don't know what Felix wants, but I do know that he's cruel enough to hurt her. I've never trusted him, and brother or not, I don't intend to.This must be why he brought me here, knowing his family wouldn't agree with his decision. I can't go anywhere, unless h