Damien puts down the phone.I can't believe he just called Theo and told her about the pregnancy. He said she had to know, but maybe we could've kept this a secret until a later date? Why tell them now, when everyone's still so upset with everything that's going on?I cross my arms over my chest and stare out of the large window in his office. It's getting dark, I didn't realize so much time has passed. I spent the entire day with him, just sitting on that sofa in the corner. He doesn't trust me to leave his side, that's what he said.We haven't talked much about the pregnancy, and I was surprised when he called Theo. Why did he do that, I wonder? If I didn't know any better, I'd think that perhaps he's happy about it. But this was unplanned and unexpected, and we haven't even discussed other...options.It crushes my heart to think of that. I didn't plan on being a mother either, but I don't think I can bring myself to terminate the pregnancy. I grew up in a religious home, and mother
Devon gulps down his whiskey.Pregnant? Dammit. He could believe it when his spy, Courtney, told him over the phone. Amelia's fucking pregnant. Expecting Damien's child. That's fucked up. That fucked him up.He didn't see this coming. He knew she was living with him currently, that he had killed Ferdinand and took her with him. He knows her mother is with Bertha's sons—yes, there's two of them. He couldn't believe it when Kaitlyn told him. She had twins and both are Ferdinand's. He was right about the alias, too. He—or rather, they—are known as 'The Ghost'. That's because he could disappear and be in two different places at once. No one knew how he did it, and they quickly turned to the supernatural, but come on. That makes sense now, and there's a simple and quite rational explanation for it. They couldn't think that perhaps there were two of them? With the exact same face? He wouldn't have guessed either, but still. The world is a pathetic place.He thinks of her again and his stoma
I was so agitated that I never got to ask Damien what he meant by 'this city won't sleep unless he's found'.Did the twins get away, is that what happened? That's a question for later, because right now I'm about to meet my mother, and I'll have to tell her what's going on.I try to organize my thoughts. I separate the lies from the truth and take a deep breath. It's harder than I thought, since they've all jumbled up in my mind and I don't know what's real and what's fabricated. All I know is that there are things I'd rather not tell her, like the pregnancy. Yes, there's no reason for me to spill that, especially since there's so much uncertainty surrounding it.Getting her out of this city is my priority at the moment.I'm not sure if she'll take the money, but it's worth a shot. When he handed me the bag, I couldn't even bring myself to thank him. Following my meltdown, I couldn't say much. I'm calmer now, but that doesn't necessarily mean that my feelings have disappeared. I'm sti
Devon's sitting on his desk and thinking about last night.The more he thinks about Elizabeth's proposition, the angrier he gets. How could she suggest such a thing, especially to him? She really is fucking crazy. He could've killed her for saying something that stupid. Granted, he's not happy with Amelia either. He's disappointed and frankly, heartbroken. But he'll get her back, it's only a matter of time. In two days, he'll have her. Damien Keller will be dead and this will all be forgotten.All he knows is that hurting her to get to Damien's son is out of the question. He's getting her out of this place intact. He doesn't know what he wants from her, though. A relationship? It's complicated. He doesn't do relationships. But he doesn't want to see her with Keller, either. He doesn't deserve her.He gets angry when he thinks that maybe she might have kept things from him when she started having an affair with Damien. He doesn't like thinking that way, mainly because he doesn't know w
Penelope leaves the office. She didn't glance at me once.Damien poured himself a whiskey and now he's holding the glass filled with whiskey to his temple. I'm giving him some space before bombarding him with questions. I heard almost everything they said but there's a lot I couldn't grasp. I want to know everything that's going on. No more secrets between us starting now.He looks over at me and sits back in his chair. I both hate and love it when his azure eyes are focused on me. I love it because I get butterflies, but I hate it because I can't tell what he's thinking about. He'll always be a puzzle I can't solve. "What is it? What's going on?""There's a spy in our home," he says. My heart skips a beat. I knew it had something to do with agents, but I didn't think it'd be related to his home. Is this Devon's doing? Did he really get someone in his house?"Are you sure?" I ask."Come here," he says instead. "I want to show you something."I make my way towards his desk and he holds
The trip isn't as long as it should be.Maybe that's only because I'm dreading what's to come. The closer we get to the mansion, the faster my heart beats. Is it terrible that I feel bad for the maid? Will he spare her life as he spared mine?That's unlikely. Damien Keller is not a forgiving man. I was the exception and he left that clear. I will never stop feeling ashamed because of this. It doesn't matter that I genuinely fell in love with him, I could've easily been this woman, who's completely unaware of what's coming. What if she's doing this to save her family, too?There's nothing I can do to save her. Nothing I can do to help.The bad feeling hasn't left me. Maybe it just has to do with this woman's death. Oh, and this pregnancy we haven't discussed. Sometimes I forget that I'm carrying his child. Now that my mother is safe, I can start thinking about this with a clear head. Yet there's something else impeding and I don't know what it is.His driver parks the car in front of t
Kathy's standing at the top of the stairs. She has a wine glass nestled in her left hand and I notice that she's barefoot. She's wearing a long red silk robe and her hair is down. Red tints her lips and cheeks.Her eyes are wild and seriously, she looks drunk. She's eyeing us with disgust. She's looking at the dead woman's body. She shakes her head as she says, "This is hell. I'm in hell! Don't you ever shut up?" She pauses then takes a step back. "Is that a dead person? Is she dead?"Yeah, she's definitely drunk.Damien ignores her. He's giving his men orders to get rid of her body. Meanwhile, Theo's still sobbing uncontrollably and drowning all other noises. "You're a monster! You're a killer! You didn't have to do this! She wasn't a bad person!""Theo, that's enough. You're out of control." He glances at the watch on his wrist. "Did you take your medicine?""Fuck you!" she hisses. "You remember that I take medicine? That's because of you! Because ever since dad died, you've changed
Ethan puts the phone down.He feels cold, really fucking cold. Like there's ice in his veins. Incredible how he leaves for five fucking seconds and everything goes to shit. Half the house is destroyed, Damien's hiding out somewhere licking his wounds. Amelia and his kid have disappeared and no one knows where they are. Or if they're even alive. Kathy's dead. The staff members are all dead. Theo has lost her fucking mind. She's been hospitalized, and they think maybe she'll have to be institutionalized. She won't stop muttering to herself. She broke her leg again.What the hell is going on in that city?When he got his shit and left, it was simply to avoid drama. Plus, if he didn't, he'd kill Damien. They just weren't seeing eye to eye. Damien would never accept that he's a cold-hearted and selfish bastard, so Ethan decided to leave. He wanted no part in what was to come.He's only relieved that he isn't dead. How close was that? They tore all their barriers down and got to the place t