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Damien's POV: I watched her walking into her room before closing the door behind her without even giving a glance at my way. The whole ride back to home was like this with her being stubborn and me being zoned out. None of us made a noise during the ride which made her previous words to ring loudly in my mind."Ask Gomez to bring her dinner to her room."I said to one of my men who I appointed to keep an eye on her as I remembered that we didn't even wait for the dinner. And also we didn't get to bid our goodbyes to nonno which might have angered him by now which I know will be fine once I visited.I walked back to the elevator before pressing the button to go to the top floor. The elevator dinged and I walked into my office before slumping down in the chair."What do you want? You got everything you wanted right?""Why do you protect me?"Yeah. What do I want exactly? Why do I protect her? She was Pavlov’s fiancé and I wanted to marry her in order to piss him off and make him realiz
Grusha's POV: 'You will see.'His words kept me awake all night and the thought of being used by the person who makes me safe and comfortable was terrifying to even think about. When I woke up this morning my eyes felt heavy and head aching as hell. No way that a single pint of alcohol could make me like this. Perhaps the drops of tears that overflowed my eyelids by time to time last night could be the reason behind this gloominess.I flipped the blanket off of me only to realize that I was still in the dress I wore last night. I must have passed out when I dropped my body on the bed though I was intending to wash up before going to bed. Well, I was not really in the mood to do anything after I got to know that Damien married me for his benefits which also made me question what I really want from him. Though Damien said sternly that he did not marry me for Aslanov inheritance or power he didn't exactly say then why he married me. I was sure that there is a reason that I am not aware
Grusha's POV: "So how long have you been working here?"I asked while finishing my breakfast and circling the counter with the dish in my hands. He tried to take my dish from my hands when he saw me coming towards him."No, no, I will wash it."I said insisting and he hesitantly backed away, giving me space. I watched him scribbling in his notebook while I washed my dish."Since Damien was a kid? For a long time."I said in surprise as to how long he has been with Damien. He passed me a sweet smile as a response to my surprise. He looked like he could have kids in my age but for some reasons I doubt that."Where are the others?"I asked remembering seeing a few other cooks in the kitchen when I went to the basement that day."They went home?"I read it before he could finish. So now my doubt is a little bit clear. Now I know that either he doesn't have a family or he is not with his family anymore. He must have expected me to ask him why he didn't go home but I let it slide as I wipe
Author's POV: Grusha’s hands were trembling but this time it was not out of fear. But out of rage. Her lips were quivering as she took shaky breaths in between her silent cries. Her eyes were fixed on the tortured body while another pair of eyes was fixed on her. She wrapped her hands around her body as if to stop trembling but to no vail. She was gawking at Victor's body while Luca down casted his eyes meeting the burning gaze of Damien. Everyone in the room went rigid feeling the change of atmosphere in the room. Damien dropped the knife he was holding as it fell to the ground with a loud noise which reverberated throughout the room. Luca snapped his eyes to Damien as Damien’s eyes ran back to his wife who was trembling badly in front of him. Luca watched how his eyes changed when he looked at his wife though Grusha was too preoccupied to notice any of that. Grusha slowly took steps towards Victor with her shaky legs as she tried so hard to conceal her sobs. Damien watched Grusha c
Author's POV: "Yeah. It’s me."Grusha stood up and took steps towards him while holding the knife in her hand tightly."D_don't. You will r_re_gret it."A menacing chuckle reverberated throughout the room sending chills down the spine of the pathetic man in front."I bet I won’t. Instead..."She said while coming closer to him and placing the blade over his bloody cheek."I will sleep peacefully.""You b_bitch_""Do you remember? It was that fucking brother's birthday. He decided to throw a party to show off how filthy rich he was. And being the lustful bastard you are you came along since you get to fuck some horny bitches. But you, you didn't stop there as you appeared in my life out of nowhere and asked the 12 year old kid I was to play hide and seek. Huh, being the naive bitch I was I thought you were nice and decided to play along until you made me hide in a cupboard in my brother's room with you and made me look at all the fucking sinful acts he did with a whore while you let yo
Author's POV: Minutes passed, hours passed with Grusha crying her heart out in Damien’s embrace before finally calming down and reducing her cries to soft sobs. Damien saw that she finally has calmed down and brushed some strands of messy hair from her face before cupping her cheek which made his palms to taint her cheek in blood. His gaze fell on her bloody cheek before running his gaze to see her body remembering she was sitting on the blood covered floor. And as expected her clothes and body was stained with blood as well."Sweetheart, we need to get you cleaned up."Damien hummed softly in her ear while brushing her hand up and down. Grusha didn't reply but continued to sob silently. Damien softly sighed as he wrapped his hand over her back and under her knees before effortlessly picking her up in his hands. He carried her to the door before tapping the door by his shoes to ask his men to open the door since his hands were already preoccupied. And within a second Luca opened the d
Author's POV: "Why did you do it?"Grusha asked wanting to know the exact reason for his deeds."Cause I promised."He didn't wait even a second to answer since he had already given this answer back in the basement."That's not what I am asking."And it is not like Damien didn't know what she was asking and also he already knew the answer and the only problem was how far she would believe him if he told her the truth. And it was more like he himself couldn't believe that he did something like that for her."I married you to take revenge on someone. And also to prevent Victor from being the heir of Aslanov.""And you did.""No I didn't.""Then_""It was a fake news that I made for the time being to stop Victor from chasing behind your properties. The properties are still ownerless.""Ah. Then what about the revenge? Did you take it?""Sort of. I married you.""Who is that you wanted to take revenge on?"Grusha tried her best to not ask him that question, feeling him not being comfortab
Author's POV: "Okay. I will think about it and inform you of my final decision. You may go now." Grusha said while finally leaving the chair that she has been sitting for the whole time. The dim lights of the office room made it more visible for someone who looks from the outside since the surrounding was that much dark. She was too preoccupied with all the work to notice that she had Luca coming to her office to remind her that it is almost the time to return home. Damien used to drop her off and pick her up from the office until she eventually requested him not to which he hesitantly agreed at last but only with the condition for her to return home early and if she were to stay overnight she will have to keep her bodyguards with her until she returns. Be it possessiveness or care she secretly liked even having someone thinking about her though she doesn't show it. She grabbed her coat and the pile of files that was on her desk before leaving the cage of an office that she has be
Author's POV:"What was your name again?"Grusha asked without taking out her eyes from the files she had in her hands."It’s David ma’am."David; the newly appointed secretary of Grusha answered confidently just like how a newbie would act. It’s only been few days since he joined the company and this is the first time she has ever talked to him. Though Grusha was not happy with the idea of having secretary she could not let anyone have any suspicion of her. If anything she wanted to become closer to her employees. So after running few background checkups Grusha finally decided to give him a chance and watch patiently."Yeah David. Could you find me the annual report of the company?""Which year one ma’am? The last year one?""Yeah_ no bring all the annual reports for the last ten years.""Sure ma'am.""Also ask the CFO to come and meet me right now.""That...""Why? Is there a problem?"The wavering sound of his voice made Grusha avert her eyes from the files to David who was hesitat
On the television Author's POV "As our reporters states Miss Aslanov went inside the GM hotel this evening along with her husband Mr. King. Considering this is the first time Miss Aslanov or should we say Mrs. King makes her appearance in public each and every one was excited to capture that special moment when they unfortunately forbade any reporter from going inside the reception hall. But as the invisible resources state Mrs. King claimed her authorization over her inheritance in front of everyone and gladly accepted the once well renowned Lia construction that followed. And then they had held a small private gathering where only employees of the company were presented before finally ending everything peacefully and going home. Since this is the first step she is making in business industry following her parent's footsteps we can't predict a thing about the future. But considering the deceased business tycoons Mr. Aslanov and Mrs. Aslanov we can expect nothing less from her. So
Grusha's POV: Lia constructions. When my parents got married they decided to name their child Lia if it was a girl. But it was a boy. Then again she got pregnant with me. When she knew it was a girl she was the happiest one in the world. She would sew cute little socks and gloves for me to wear since I was born in winter. She would caress her large belly and murmur sweet lullabies to me.At least that is what others said.And when I finally came to the world to meet the angel behind that angelic voice, she was already gone.And no, I didn't get to wear her handmaid socks or gloves. I didn't even see them.Though my mom wanted to name me Lia Vincent, named as Grusha. The wild horse."Madam, capo asked you to come to the office."I was startled by the sudden voice which brought me back from my trance of thoughts. I don't know how long it has been since I came to the garden because I lost track of time when my thoughts got invaded by useless thoughts.I nodded at the guard and stayed the
Author's POV: A loud thud was reverberated breaking through the not quite yet calm atmosphere which the sea tide has created. The waves were not as rough as day time but the sound of the waves crashing was not as quiet as expected yet it could bring some peacefulness to the puzzling mind of Grusha. She leaned onto the railing as the sea wind blew her messy hair out of her face making her pale complexion shine even brighter under the moonlight. The sound of sand crashing was heard and she didn't need to look to know who it is since it is obviously the person who drove this far just to come to this place that also at a time like this. Someone would have thought he is insane but Grusha didn’t since she also agreed that if she were him she would also drive any far just to feel this peacefulness.Everything was drowned in a deep darkness to the point she could not see the sea and the sky separately. Moon being the only source of the light helped them to see their surroundings to some exten
Author's POV: "Yes. Tell me about Aslanovs. I am sure that you don't need any permission for that. If you do then consider you are permitted."Luca’s curious eyes went to rear view mirror to take a look at Grusha who was already looking at him in the mirror. Her eyes held no hesitation no emotions nothing but underlying power and authority. Luca’s mind went back to when he saw the same familiar gaze in the past but in another person's eyes.'No doubts who she takes after.'Luca mumbled silently with a smirk before turning the steering wheel to take a turn."Be honest please!"Grusha voiced out in a frustrated tone not ready to listen to any lies or fairytales. But what really frustrating was that she doesn't know about her own husband and no one is telling her anything either."What do you want to know?"Luca’s voice broke out in the growing silence."What do you know?""Mmm...Where should I start?Mr. Bernadi didn't come from a well privilege family.as far as I know the late Mr. King
Author's POV:"What? Why? All of a sudden?"Grusha said to the phone while holding it by one hand and wiping the other hand over her apron. She ran her gaze over the faces of Luca's and Gomez’s who were waiting to know what was happening."Okay. I’ll be there."She said before hanging up the call and handing over the phone to Luca."Sorry uncle. I have to leave now. I’ll help you with breakfast tomorrow. Promise."Gomez shook his head at Grusha who was busy undressing her apron indicating that it is alright. Grusha softly smiled at him before sprinting to the elevator to go to her room to change into something else.It’s been a while since everything became comfortable for her. More likely it's been a while since she adapted herself in this house as Damien’s wife. During that time, she got close to everyone who lived under the roof including Gomez, Luca and especially her husband, Damien. Without realization she has started doing small acts like waking up in the morning and preparing
Grusha's POV: Damien, he was trembling. I swiftly placed the trey on the bedside table before dashing towards Damien’s trembling figure. I touched his arm and he was definitely trembling. Drops of sweat were rolling down his forehead and all of this scared the shit out of me."Damien."No response."DAMIEN!"I called once again while shaking his figure."Damien! Wake up!"This time my voice raised a little bit after not receiving any response and I began shaking him violently. I knelt beside him on the bed while tapping his cheeks and calling him again and again which eventually made Damien to snap open his eyes while breathing heavily. He swiftly sat on the bed while panting as if he has ran a mile."Everything is okay now. Breath slowly. Breath."I said while pulling his head to rest on my shoulder as my hands caressed his messy hair and his back. I felt him wrapping his hands around me tightly and we stayed like that for a few minutes until he calmed down."I am right here with you
Grusha's POV: "Ma'am"I flinched and turned around at the voice only to find Gomez standing behind me with a worried look. Was I that zoned out to notice him coming or does he have cat claws?"Umm...Good morning. I just wanted to make something to eat."I said as he began scribbling in his notebook hurriedly."Thank you for being considerate uncle but I want to make breakfast today."I answered before completing the sentence."I insist.""Of course. That’s so nice of you uncle."That's when the kettle's light went off indicating the water is boiled."Well I wanted to refresh everything. That’s why I wanted to make breakfast today. Would you like some cappuccino first?"He started refusing as he waved his hands but somehow agreed nodding his head when he met my gaz