I wake up in a dimly lit room.It takes me a few seconds to realize that I'm at the apartment. I try to sit up and my head spins, so I lie back down. My legs are tingling and I'm out of breath, like I just ran a marathon. I'm still in the blood-stained wedding dress. I know what this means. God, it can't be true.My heart is heavy in my chest. I remember everything that happened in the hospital; Theo in tears, telling me that Damien didn't make it. He died. Those two dragging me out. Her last words to me. To be strong."No," I say, pressing my face against the pillow. "No, no, no.""I'm glad you're awake," Theo tells me. I turn my head and see her sitting on the coffee table, holding a glass of water. She's no longer in the emerald gown she wore to our wedding, and she looks surprisingly calm. No tears in her eyes."Theo?""Drink this," she says. "You'll feel much better." Better? Better? She can't be serious. Maybe I'm dreaming. Her nonchalance infuriates me. How can she be so cold?
So the great Damien Keller is actually dead.Devon heard the news and didn't feel anything. Not pride or joy or shit. He wasn't surprised, obviously; he was the one who paid the guy to do it. With Ash Rockford's money, not his, but that hardly matters. Ash wanted him to do it, but he refused. There's no way he was going to kill Damien Keller and walk out of that place alive. So he told Ash that he was going to pay someone to do it in his place. He arranged everything, the only thing he didn't do was pull the trigger.He managed to marry Amelia after all. She owns everything that once belonged to him. She's a rich woman, a powerful one. He's tempted to go to her and keep an eye on her from a distance, but he's still recovering from nearly starving to death. If Ash hadn't intervened, he would've died. He wonders if she knows and if so, what she'd say about it. Would she care at all? He's done a lot of shit in the past, but he was trying to warn her. He tried to help.If he had known of
Nothing feels the same without him.The Lounge feels empty, somehow. Damien's presence lit up the room. He breathed life into everything he touched, and this place was no exception. I feel his absence in my soul. The only thing that's keeping me on my feet is the fact that he's alive and that my mother's taking care of him.By now, everyone has heard. I can tell by the looks they're giving me, customers and employees. I'm wearing black, which is a confirmation. That's what I was aiming for. It's important for everyone to think he's dead. That way, he'll recover in peace."I'm so sorry for your loss, Amelia," Chris says once he sees me. "If there's anything I can do to help, don't hesitate to ask. Please. I'll do anything."I nod. I appreciate his offer, I really do. It's important for me to sort out the liars from trustworthy people, and I think I can count on Chris. I'll have to be cautious, though. Someone let that man in last night, I keep that in mind.I make my way to his office.
Damien opens his eyes.For a full minute, he's disoriented. He doesn't know where he is and he can't recognize his surroundings. He's never been in this place, he's sure of it.He closes his eyes again and sees a bloody scene. Slowly, it's all coming back to him. The wedding ceremony, Amelia's teary eyes, their vows, the panic, the pain. He feels cold all over again. The last thing he saw was her face, staring down at him. She was urging him to stay awake, but he couldn't. Everything felt so strange.Where is she now?He turns his head left then right. The room is empty. He can't sit up, it's like there's a heavy weight right on his chest. He tries not to panic, but he's failing miserably. What if something happened to her while he was out? He can't remember anything else. How'd he get here?What if more shooters showed up? What if they're all dead?He hears a door opening and he struggles to look. He sees a woman approach the bed. At first, he can't recognize her. She's not dressed i
"We have to do something," Theo repeats. In the space of an hour, she's had a panic attack and she passed out twice. Ethan's finger is gone. Roger has taken it away. I have no doubt that it's his, and she doesn't either. "Ash has him. He's going to kill him if we don't give him what he wants."Giving him what he wants isn't an option. The only reason why I don't mention it is because she's distraught. She wants solutions, not the truth. I wouldn't want to hear it either.Am I a terrible person for not caring? It's not that I'm not spooled by what I just saw, but I'm not going to lift a finger to help Ethan out of a situation he willingly put himself in. He should've known that he shouldn't have trusted a man like Ash, he has no honor. And in betraying his own blood, he lost his. My priority right now is Damien and only him. I'll find a way to get rid of Ash and everyone else who's behind him, but not for Ethan's sake.There aren't a lot of trustworthy people here. Roger is the excepti
I keep an eye on Penelope all day.Theo and I aren't on speaking terms at the moment. She chose to trust Penelope and I didn't. I have my reasons. I'm not being entirely unaccomodating. She's conspired against us once because of Ethan, she could easily do it again.I'm exhausted; it's been a long day. Every inch of me aches. I had a cup of coffee and it's keeping me alert and it has also suppressed my appetite. I'm starving, but I can't bring myself to eat anything. I'm worried sick about Damien and Theo's brilliant idea to tell Penelope about his whereabouts is slowly but surely killing me. I don't know if she'll give her the real address. Maybe she just said it would be a 'test' to appease me. I get that she wants us to stand together, but she's disregarding everything else. She's not thinking clearly and she doesn't want to listen to me.Instead of focusing on my task at hand, which is trying to find Damien's most trusted associates, I have to keep watching Penelope. Every time I s
Someone throws a bucket of ice-cold water at Ethan.He wakes up with a start and a scream caught in his throat. He instantly begins shivering. He was cold before, now he's freezing. Perhaps this is how Ash Rockford plans to kill him. This is where he dies, locked in someone's fucking basement.He's never been in this kind of pain in all his life. He doesn't know what hurts more, his fucking hand or his goddamn heart. He's lost both physical and mental parts of himself here, and he doesn't know how much he can take. He knows he deserves all this for being a coward, this is his punishment for being disloyal to his family."Time to wake up," Paco says. "Ash wants you upstairs. There's someone here to see you."He tries to get up, but he stumbles. Paco laughs, like the sick fuck he is. Gritting his teeth, he tries one more time and manages to stay on his feet. It's hard to walk when his whole body is shaking, but he pushes on. He's not going to humiliate himself in front of this bastard.
I was right after all.Penelope was working with Ash. If Theo had given her the real address, my Damien would be dead right now. She's devastated and apologetic, and I feel terrible for her. She was trying to create a sense of togetherness to make herself feel better about this situation. She perhaps thought that by including Penelope, it'd feel like the good old days, back when Damien and Ethan were inseparable and the family thrived.Those days are gone and we have to face our harsh reality. Sometimes I sit and wonder what would have happened if I had never accepted Devon's offer. Am I the cause of all this? It was my prodding that unveiled the truth, so perhaps I am the reason why this is happening. I guess that's why Ethan has always hated me, even after finding out that we're siblings.Roger sat in that empty apartment and waited for less than an hour. Four men showed up. They were armed, no doubt to finish Damien off on the spot. Roger had two other guys with him. They were outn