It's been a week since Damien was shot.He hasn't been feeling better. The doctor tells him he's recovering, but he doesn't feel stronger. He still can't get up, he can barely stay awake most days. He feels more helpless with every passing moment. He's stuck to this bed and Amelia is out there fending for herself. He's powerless, useless.He wakes up after a short nap. Daisy is sitting on her chair and knitting. He still hasn't figured out what she's making. It could be anything. She looks up as if she sensed her eyes on him and says, "Your sister said she'll stop by in a few hours." It's all she says. She tries to keep their conversations short. She never answers his questions, and he has stopped trying.It'll be the first time he'll be seeing her in days. He wishes it were Amelia and not her, but there's nothing he can do. Everyone's making decisions for him, he doesn't even have the strength to fight them on this. He understands that there are risks and that they have to be careful
I glance around the table.I don't know what to make of their faces. Unfortunately, Damien never let me attend meetings. I attended a few when I still worked as his secretary, as Yara, but they definitely didn't teach me anything significant, like how to conduct one. They're all frowning and they don't look happy to be here, even though they called me offering their help. Is this protocol, or is there something wrong? Either way, I can't wait. I have to start this now."Gentlemen," I begin. "Action needs to be taken. We have to stop Ash Rockford all he'll endanger all of us with his ruthless ways. I'm sure you've heard about Ethan's involvement, but let me assure you—""Ethan Keller is a traitor," Kirk Matthews says. "By betraying Damien, he has betrayed us all. Something has to be done about him."No, no, no. "He's not why I asked for your help. He'll be dealt with accordingly, I assure you.""By whom?" Rick Harris asks. "You can't assure us of anything, Mrs. Keller. We never expecte
I call my mother.I'm in bed now. I had something to eat, took a quick shower, and now I'm holding the phone to my ear with my heart in my throat. It rings for a couple of seconds before she picks up. "Amelia," is all she says.I lick my lips. "Hi, mom."She's silent for a beat, then asks, "You don't sound too good. Your voice is hoarse. How are you holding up? Don't tell me you're sick."I clear my throat. "I'm fine, I'm just tired. How are you?""Anxious to leave this place," she sighs on the phone. "I don't like this city, I've told you this before. But I'm going to stay here for as long as you need me. It's Damien you want to talk to, isn't it?""Is he next to you?" I ask."He's right here," she says. "I'll give you two some privacy."I hear movement and my heart beats a little faster. I can't understand why I'm this nervous, I should be excited. I delayed this moment purposely because I was avoiding this conversation. That makes me a terrible wife, I would say. I've basically bee
Ash Rockford is sitting right across me.I feel anger and disgust towards him. I despise this man, even more than Ferdinand and that's saying something. He isn't smirking now and knowing that we wiped that smirk off his face is the most satisfying feeling in the world. He thought killing Damien would be the hardest part; he thought that he'd easily intimidate us into giving into him everything he wants. I'll have to mislead him a bit more, but eventually he's not taking anything else from this family.He coldly asks, "Are you ready to liase with me or are you going to insist on defying me?"I bite my tongue. He's disgustingly imperious. He must be a narcissist. He's too arrogant for his own good, and he's trying his damndest to hide the fact that he's seething because he didn't get his way. I say, "I want this to end. I want you to release Ethan." This is how I'll go about things. I need to have a good reason to accept his terms or he'll use my plan against me.The corners of his lips
Ethan has lost complete track of time.He's been in this basement for too long. He's hungry and thirsty and his hand is the size of a melon. He's cold and shivering. It's infected, there's no doubt about it. Ash should've killed him when he had the chance.Death would be less painful than this.To make matters worse, he doesn't know anything about Penelope. The last time he saw her was in Ash's office. He's disappointed and worried; he can't believe that she would do such a thing to save him and at the same time, it doesn't fucking matter anymore. He hopes she's safe, he hopes that Ash didn't hurt her and his unborn child. He deserves this. He ruined his family, so he deserves this shit. He doesn't know if Damien is dead or alive, but he hopes it's the former. This can't be the end. If he gets out of here, he wants the opportunity to apologize, to make up for his mistakes. Damien might never forgive him, not that he deserves anyone's forgiveness, but at least he'll know that he tried.
The doctor told Damien that he'll be moved today.Theo informed him about this yesterday. He knew it would happen, but he didn't think it'd be this soon. It makes him suspicious; did something happen? He's in the dark here, nobody tells him anything. Granted, there's nothing the doctor, the nurses, or even Daisy would know concerning what's happening out there, but it's still frustrating. They won't even give him a phone. Not that he could do much with it; everyone thinks he's dead. Who would he call?The conversation he had with Amelia last night is all he's been thinking about. Hearing her voice was invigorating. He woke up feeling a lot better, energized, physically, at least. It's his mind that's in a dark place. He knows how stubborn she is and she's determined to stop Ash Rockford.It's a terrible idea and he'll try to stop her in any way he can. They don't know anything about that man. He nearly had Damien killed, which is a good indication that he's capable of doing anything t
I blot the red lipstick with some tissue.I don't recognize the woman staring back at me. It isn't just the makeup that's making her look different, the eyes are all wrong. Hard. Cold.Looking back, I have no clue of how I managed to be Yara Huxley for so long. Maybe the problem is that I was never Yara, not really. I was being Amelia the whole time. In this instance, I have to be an entirely different person to fool Ash Rockford. Amelia/Yara belongs to Damien and only him. She's not capable of being completely deceptive and cold.Ash sent one of his guys to The Lounge to inform me of the place where we would be dining and the time. I wasn't there, but Chris relayed the message. He's eager to meet me and I'll take that as a good sign.I've done my hair and make-up, so all that's left is putting on the dress I picked out. It's an open-back, glittery, long-sleeved black dress. It's short, exposing the right amount of skin. Devon thinks that this is the right tactic and I won't disagree
Roger drops me off in front of the apartment.I barely looked at him during the ride home. In fact, I haven't looked anyone in the face since I left the restaurant. I can still feel their eyes judging me, crucifying me. It's what Ash wanted. To degrade me, to show me that he's in command. He decides what the next move will be, I have no say in anything.Tomorrow. Midnight. The Chandler's hotel.Room 705.It makes me sick to my stomach. I'm really going to do this, it's going to happen. I'll be in a hotel room with Ash Rockford, alone. It's the perfect opportunity and I can't miss it. He won't be surrounded by armed men, it'll be just me and him.I've been waiting for Devon for five minutes out here. He's running late tonight, which is new. He's always here before I arrive. I can't stay here much longer, someone might see me. I'm not even sure if Ash has people watching me. I hope he doesn't.Just when I'm about to give up and head inside, I see his car. He parks in his usual spot and
Six months have passed.They've been peaceful and for the most part, quiet. Tremendously busy, but I'm used to that part now. Working alongside Damien is the best part about it. I get to be with him all day and make sure that he isn't exerting himself. He has a lot more work now; he had to take over Ethan's duties. Theo helps, but there are certain things only Damien can handle. When Ethan was here, he took care of it, but he's been gone for half a year and there's no one capable enough to replace him. I think that deep down, Damien doesn't want anyone to take over Ethan's job, but he'll never admit it out loud. I help him whenever I can. There's a lot I still don't understand, but I'll get there.It's only a matter of time.He doesn't ever ask me to go home when there are people coming over to meet with him. We never talked about what happened with Ash, but it changed a lot of things. I gained some respect after I killed him. I see it in the way people look at me whenever we're at so
I help him peel his blazer off.This day has been mentally exhausting for him. He rarely leaves the office early, but I'm glad he did today. I'm glad, because at least we have the whole day ahead of us. It's going to be just the two of us. Theo rarely comes here, she prefers to stay in the city. It's closer to everything else. I love it here, because it feels like we're all alone in the world. I stare out the window and all I see is the vast sky, green hills, nature. I don't even see the guards surrounding the house. They're invisible to me.It's peaceful here, and breathtakingly beautiful. It's home. I understand why Damien is so attached to this place. It's not simply because he grew up here. I feel safe, here, untouchable. The first time I was here, I felt like an intruder. Our relationship was so different back then, I can't help but marvel at how everything is so different now. I never would have guessed that we'd end up here, closer than ever, madly in love. We've come a long wa
Today's an important day.I've been on edge all morning. Damien has called for a Keller family meeting. We're all going to be there, including Ethan and Penelope.He announced that there'd be a meeting only last night during dinner, and he asked Theo to give Ethan a call. I was startled by the news and so was she. He didn't tell me what he'll say to Ethan, but we can guess what it is. He wants closure. Ethan owns a third of everything, and that matter needs to be resolved. I doubt that Damien will allow him to return to the company. I just don't see it happening. Ethan himself never mentioned it to Theo, not that he'd dare to.Theo told me that he's out of the hospital. She said he hasn't left the country yet because he wants to see Damien first. Damien, however, wanted nothing to do with him until yesterday. He's asked after him, but he didn't want to see him. He's still hurt by what Ethan did to us, his betrayal is a wound that will never quite heal for him. And if it ever does, it'
I'm afraid of opening the door.I've been standing here for a full minute with my heart in my throat. My hand is on the knob, ready. I can't bring myself to turn it, though, simply because I know that Damien's on the other side. There's a lot we need to talk about, so much in fact that I wouldn't know where to start.I hold my breath and close my eyes. I've been standing out here for too long. I remind myself that he's my husband, he's the man I love, and we'll get through this. We'd get through anything together. I've been in a far worse position before. This time, I was actually focusing on the well-being of our family.I open the door slowly.Only the bedside lamp is on. I see him right away; he's seated on the couch across his bed. He's staring out the window with a distant look in his eyes. I take a few steps towards him, my eyes on his handsome face. My heart's thumping against my chest. I'm overcome with emotion, but I put a hamper on them for now. He's a little pale, I notice
Amelia's going to hate him for this, but that's okay, because he doesn't plan on ever seeing her again.He means it this time. He's done with this shit. He had his chance, he fucked it up a hundred years ago. It's time to get over it. If there was ever a part of him that thought he'd get a chance with her, that part of him died a while back. She loves Damien Keller. He lost her a long time ago. That doesn't necessarily mean that he's content with the outcome, but he'll admit defeat. Staying here is slowly killing him.She's going to be alright. Leaving her back there was a dick move, sure, but he stands by what he said to her; when everyone finds out that she did it, there will be no revenge. He helped her along the way, but no one needs to know that. The Huntingtons won't dream of touching her, especially when the truth about Damien comes out. It would be an entirely different story with him.He glances at his watch. Five more minutes in there and he'd miss his flight. He can't miss
I've never been so glad to see him in all my life."Devon," I say, the word a gasp. "How did you—"He doesn't let me finish. "Did he hurt you? Are you hurt?"I shake my head. "No, but how did you—""I'll explain later," he assures me. "Right now, we've got to get this asshole tied to that chair. Quickly, before he wakes up. Bring that chair over there. I have rope under the bed."I grab it and Devon grabs a duffel bag from under the bed. He opens it and fishes out rope and a couple of knives. He's been lying under the bed the entire time. It's clear that he planned this thoroughly.He didn't abandon me. He said he'd help me kill Ash and here he is. I tell him, "I thought you weren't going to show up. I thought you tricked me.""I don't blame you for assuming the worst," he says, looking up at me. His eyes are glinting with mischief and something else, something I won't dare name. He points at my gun. "You know how to use that thing?"I stare at it. "Yes."He's watching me intently. "A
It's quarter to midnight.The clock is ticking and my heart is racing. I'm ready, my small gun is hidden in my underwear. I've made sure to wear an extra tight pair just for the occasion. The dress is scarlet and flowy, perfect for tonight.I'm waiting for him in the lobby. This time, I'm early. It makes me feel more in control of the situation even though that's far from the truth. I take a small sip of champagne and look back at the entrance. My heart's in my throat, making it hard for me to breathe. I have to remain cool, though. There's a lot at stake.Everything depends on this."Anything else?" the bartender asks me while pouring someone else a drink. I shake my head, I can't even speak at a time like this.I'm taking another sip of champagne when I finally spot him. There are two men walking behind him. He's saying something to them as he looks around. For me, no doubt. I fix my gaze on him and hold my breath as I wait for him to see me. He doesn't, which is fairly disappointin
"Leave," Damien says to the nurse. She scurries out of the room as soon as he mutters the word.He's in a terrible mood and he doesn't want anyone around him. He has finally moved from that awful, desolate place and he's home. He made sure that they didn't change any decorations. They lost a lot of antiques and furniture that was in their family for decades, but he's made sure that everything else remained the same. He's sure that he'll recover in no time here, he already feels better. He's not in bed, he's sitting on the sofa beside his bed. He's supposed to be resting, but he's done enough of that.He can't sleep when he's worried sick about Amelia.The fact that no one gives him any news is a bad sign as it is. They're hiding something from him, he can feel it. The last time he spoke to her, she told him that she wasn't going to turn back, that she'd go ahead with the plan. He has no idea of what her plan might be, but he knows it won't be anything he'll agree with. He wonders if p
I can't stop chewing my thumbnail.I force myself to put my hand down. I'm in agony; I don't know what to do and I'm running out of time. I'm supposed to be meeting Ash tonight. This was supposed to end it all, according to Devon, but he let Ethan go so what happens now? The only reason why I'm agreeing to everything is because of him. It isn't, but that's what Ash thinks. Am I still expected to show up? Why would he do this?I can't figure it out.I wish I had a way of contacting Devon to let him know that everything went to shit, but I don't have his number. I don't know where he's currently residing. I don't think I'll be seeing him anytime soon; tonight, maybe but not earlier. In the meantime, what do I do? I can't ask anyone's advice. My family is against me entirely. Theo probably thinks that our negotiations with Ash have come to an abrupt end, but she doesn't know half of it. I'm planning on killing him once and for all, I made a promise to myself that I would.For Damien.I h