“I know you want me.” Damien said in a deep hoarse voice. I turned to look at him. “I can never want a ruthless man like you.” “Your eyes are telling a different story Alison.” Damien said, taking a step forward. I took a step backward but Damien had stopped me, his hands traveling across my dress. My breathe hitched in my throat as his hands paused. “Your body is saying a different story.” Damien leaned closer. “You can’t resist me Alison.” “I—“ my voice cracked. At that moment I realized he was right. I wanted Damien Santos. Right now. In his room. *** Alison had it all—wealth, love, and a perfect life—until her conniving stepsister, Mabel, destroyed everything. Framed for infidelity,Alison’s husband throws her out of the house, leaving her penniless and homeless. Just when she hits rock bottom, Alison crosses paths with Damien Santos—a cold and ruthless mafia boss who rules the highlands. Unaware of who he truly is, Alison’s brief exchange with him takes an unexpected turn, placing her under his dark, protective shadow. What starts as a chance encounter quickly spirals into a web of secrets and lies. As Alison uncovers the truth about Damien’s identity, she realizes their meeting wasn’t accidental. Dark revelations from her past resurface, tying her fate to his in ways she never imagined. Can Alison reclaim her life, or will she lose herself in the dangerous world Damien has pulled her into?
View MoreAlison Damien didn’t look stunned.Those piercing blue eyes—God, the same ones I had tried so hard to forget—locked onto me, wide with disbelief. Not a single word came out of his mouth at first. He just stood there, staring at me like he didn’t quite believe I was real. And I hated that a part of me wanted to reach out, trace the shape of his lips, and kiss him right there. But I didn’t. The anger buried deep inside me kept my hands still. I had suffered too much to fall for that face again. “You’re lying,” he finally said, in a firm voice.I shook my head slowly, fingers tightening around my car keys. “I’m not. I’m getting married. I don’t want anything to do with you, Damien.” His brows pulled together like the truth tasted bitter. Then he said, “You’re only saying this to push me away.” I didn’t respond. “I had Pronto keep an eye on you these past few months,” he said. “He never said anything about a wedding. No rings. No venues. No guy. So tell me—who is he, Alison?
Damien Hernando’s funeral was a week ago. The cold air around the estate still lingered like a ghost that refused to leave. Everyone was mourning, including me—but I couldn’t let the grief take me down. Not when I had men depending on me. Hernando wouldn’t have wanted me to crumble. He would’ve wanted me to lead. That morning, I stood outside the estate where all the men had gathered. Their eyes were heavy, some red from tears, some tired from the weight of loss. “I know we’re all still hurting,” I began, my voice was firm as I spoke. “Hernando was more than a boss. He was family. He was the kind of man who looked after his people, protected what was his, and kept the streets clean in his way.” They listened, quietly, not a single word spoken. “Before he passed, he made it clear that Raul and I would take over operations. That’s not something I take lightly. I know some of you are scared—scared for your jobs, and your future. But I swear to you… I won’t fail. Not him. Not you.”
Alison The soft beeping of the monitor was the first thing I heard. It echoed in the quiet room, and that sound pulled me back from the darkness. I blinked, my eyes adjusting to the white ceiling above me. I was in a hospital. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my side. My hand reached instinctively to the source and I winced. Then everything came rushing back. The gunshot. Edwardo. The pain. I gasped, my heart racing. Damien. Where was Damien? Was he hurt? Was he alive? The last thing I remembered was Raul’s face before everything went black. My thoughts were spinning when the door opened. A doctor walked in, clipboard in hand, a small, relieved smile on his face. “Mrs. Jones,” he said gently. “You’re awake. That’s good.” I looked at him, my throat dry. “How long… how long have I been here?” “A day,” he replied, walking to the side of my bed. He checked the IV drip, adjusted a few wires, and then looked back at me. “You’re stable now. You’ll be able to go h
Damien The minute the elevator door slid open with a metallic hiss, my eyes locked onto Edwardo. He stood there like a ghost from a nightmare, arms folded, a smug grin tugging at his scarred lips.“Well, well,” he said, with a bitter tone. “Long time no see, Damien.”My brows furrowed in disgust. I took a slow step forward. “Get out of my way, Edwardo. Or else.”He chuckled. “Or else what? You gonna shoot me right here, man?”Without a word, I nodded. His smile faded just a bit, but he held his ground.“You wouldn’t dare,” he said, stepping closer. “You shoot me, and you're finished. You’re gonna regret that.”“I don’t regret anything,” I growled.In one smooth motion, he reached inside his coat and pulled out his gun. I didn’t flinch. I drew mine too, with a steady hand and a raging heart.Edwardo smirked. “When I finally kill you, you’re going to end up with your woman in hell.”My heart slammed against my ribs. “Don’t you dare mention her?”“Why shouldn’t I? Don’t I have the right
Damien I followed Aiden closely, never letting him out of my sight.He was fast, pushing through the deeper part of the building, but I stayed on his heels. My footsteps echoed behind him. My heart pounded with anger which had clearly blinded me.“You’re not getting out of here easily,” I warned, with a growl in my voice. “This is your last day on earth.”Aiden laughed without even turning around. “You think your stupid little plan is going to work?” he shouted back. “I promise you, brother, you and that fucked-up wife of mine just dug your own grave.”I gritted my teeth. “You don’t get to call her that.”He laughed again. “I don’t regret a damn thing.”“You know what amuses me in all this is that I didn’t see through her facade. I should have discovered that there was no way that she could have made you fall in love without you trapping her with your charms. I blame that on myself. If I had known earlier I wouldn’t have welcomed her back to my home I would have killed her on the spo
Alison I took a deep breath and stepped forward.My heels clicked against the floor as I made my way toward the stage. It wasn’t a long walk, but it felt like the longest I’d ever taken. My heart pounded inside my chest. Every step felt heavy like I was walking through water.The crowd’s chatter dimmed as I got closer. When I finally climbed the steps and stepped onto the podium, the bright lights hit my face. I blinked against them but didn’t stop. My eyes found Aiden’s immediately.He was confused. He didn’t know what to do at that point and weirdly so did I.He mouthed something and when I didn’t leave he used my lack of obedience as an opportunity to swoon some of the people who were definitely doubting him after that protest happened.Then Damien’s voice came through the earpiece in my ear. “That’s my girl,” he said. “You’ve got this. Remember act according to the plan.”I swallowed the lump in my throat. My hands were slightly shaking, but I didn’t let it weigh me down. Not n
DamienThe day of Aiden’s downfall had finally arrived.I stared at myself in the mirror, the blood in my veins pumping faster than ever. My heart was racing, adrenaline rushing like a current. A coy smile stretched across my lips as I straightened the collar of my suit, then turned slightly to Alison.“Are you ready?” I asked.She gave a firm nod. “I’ve been ready.”We were both dressed in the disguises Raul had given us. Alison looked unrecognizable in her elegant red gown, with a lace mask hiding half her face. Her hair was styled perfectly, giving her the look of a high-society socialite. I wore a matching tux with a half-mask that gave me the air of someone powerful, someone untouchable.Moments later, Raul entered the room, fully geared and focused. “Let’s go. Time is ticking.”We didn’t hesitate. We followed him down the hallway and out of the safehouse. My steps slowed a little as we reached the staircase—my mind was racing again.The past two days had been torture. Hernando’s
Damien “I need you to choose between me or the gang!” Immediately those words left Alison’s mouth, I felt like a tornado was wrecking through every thought in my mind.I turned slowly, eyes narrowing in disbelief. “What?” I asked, almost not believing what I’d just heard.Alison stood a few feet away from me, arms crossed tightly across her chest. Her eyes were glassy, her lips pressed together, and her jaw trembled like she was holding back everything just to stay upright.“I said…” she swallowed hard, “…I need you to choose. Me, or this life filled with blood and danger.”I stared at her, stunned. “Why are you talking like this?”“Because I’m scared, Damien.” Her voice cracked. “I’m terrified of waking up and finding out you’ve been shot, or ambushed, or… or worse. You think I don’t see what’s happening? Every time you walk out that door, I don’t know if you’re coming back. This is the only way I know how to keep you.”“You’re giving me an ultimatum.” I shook my head. I felt like
Damien I stepped into the camera store with my cap pulled low, huffing my face perfectly. The inside smelled like old wires. A young man stood behind the desk, distractedly scrolling on a tablet. He looked up, mildly alarmed by my sudden presence.“I’m looking for your manager,” I said, voice cold, even.He blinked. “Uh... he’s not around right now.”I glanced through the window, where a black SUV I recognized from surveillance was parked out front. I turned back to him slowly.“Funny,” I said, cocking my head. “His SUV is outside.”“He... he left the car. He’s somewhere—” he stammered, but I cut him off. I pulled out my gun, the cold steel gleaming under the shop’s LED lighting.“I’m not going to ask again. Get your manager. Or I’ll paint this floor with your brains.”The guy went white. He swallowed hard and nodded, lips sealed in fear as he hurried through a side door. I turned and paced the store, scanning shelves lined with digital surveillance gear—HD cams, bugs, motion detect
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