But the woman simply chuckled—a soft, eerie sound that seemed to slither through the phone, making Racheal's skin crawl. “You think this is a game?” The woman’s voice was almost a whisper now, dark and unsettling. “Oh, Racheal… this is far from a game. This is your only warning. If you don’t leave h
Her mind conjured images she didn’t want to see—Damian involved in something dangerous, maybe even violent. Was he part of some secret world she couldn’t even begin to understand? Was she in danger just by being with him? “No,” she muttered to herself, trying to shake off the fear. “This is ridicul
Victor turned as soon as he heard Evelyn's hesitant footsteps. His face broke into a wide, almost too perfect smile, the kind of smile that made her heart flutter once but now it sent shivers down her spine. “Look, baby,” Victor called out softly to Daisy, his voice laced with a sickening sweetnes
The words stung, but Evelyn forced herself to nod, biting back the tears that threatened to spill over. “I... I will. I promise” she whispered almost stammering, her voice barely audible. Victor’s gaze lingered on her for a moment longer, his smile growing colder, more calculating as he turned back
Damian sat at the head of the expansive boardroom table, a glass of untouched water in front of him, his sharp gaze flicking between the group of executives seated opposite him. The sun outside filtered through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the mahogany table, but Damian’s mind was
As the door clicked shut behind them, Damian stood there for a moment, staring at the empty room, his chest heaving with the force of his anger. The silence was deafening, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins. He turned toward the windows, running a hand through his hair, his reflection
Damian had one hand resting on the steering wheel, the other casually draped over Racheal’s knee, giving her reassuring squeezes every now and then. He glanced at her from time to time, his earlier frustrations melting further away with each passing minute. For the first time today, his shoulders d
The moment the words left his mouth, Racheal’s eyes widened in horror, and Damian’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as if he were trying to keep the car from veering off the road. “*What did you just say?*” Racheal’s voice came out in a high-pitched, stunned whisper as she whirled around to f
The call went to voicemail. Rachael nearly screamed in frustration. She dialed again, her hands shaking so badly she could barely press the button. Ring. Ring. Voicemail. She let out a strangled breath, her body feeling like it was on the verge of collapse. What if Victor had taken him? What if—
"Ms. Kelly!" Rachael’s voice trembled as it left her throat, louder than she intended. Panic was already creeping into her chest, winding tighter with every second that passed. She hurried across the playground, her eyes scanning every inch. Where is he? She kept thinking, her pulse racing faster th
Victor stood, slowly rounding the desk until he was standing just inches away from her, his voice dropping to a low whisper. “And what if I did? What are you going to do about it?” The world seemed to tilt beneath her feet, her mind reeling from the sheer audacity of his words. She stared at him, h
Rachael’s heart pounded in her chest, her pulse heavy in her temples. She could barely breathe, each discovery hitting her like a punch. As she went through her files she discovered that someone has tampered with it. "That son of a bitch!" She yelled as she hit the table in frustration. Heat crept
"Ahh! Fuck, baby!" Rachael moaned, her voice dripping with raw need as Damian stroked her from behind. His hands gripped her hips with a possessive force, his body moving with unrelenting power. She gripped the bedsheets with her teeth as she grabbed the edge of the bed "Yeah, just like that," Da
She gasped, the feeling of his mouth on her neck igniting something primal inside her. Her hands slid under his shirt, her fingertips brushing over the hard planes of his back, feeling the way his muscles flexed under her touch. She tugged at his shirt, impatient now, needing more, needing all of hi
*Trigger Warning Matured Scenes* “I feel like everything is falling apart, Damian,” she choked out, her voice barely audible. “I don’t even recognize myself anymore. I’ve lost so much… and Jamal—” Her voice broke, the pain of her fractured relationship with her son too much to bear. She quickly wip
“No, it’s okay,” she replied, her voice thick with emotion. “I’ve got him.” Damian frowned but nodded, stepping aside to let her in. As they entered the foyer, the soft lighting and the warm interior offered a brief sense of comfort, but it wasn’t enough to ease the storm in Rachael’s mind. A maid
Rachael swallowed hard, trying to suppress the wave of anger and helplessness that surged inside her. She knew she had to stay calm, but the sight of her son—her sweet boy—suddenly broke something inside her. “Jamal…Don't you ever use the f word and say you hate your own mother again” her voice sof