Chapter:- 5

"What do you think you are doing when you act like that? I warned you to behave! Now look what you have done!" Mr. Jones shouted at his daughter; he couldn't believe how stupid she could be.

"I did nothing wrong! You chose that useless Clary to marry Damon Williams! What about me? I am still single, with no one! And dad the most important thing doesn't forget you marry her off for money, and now look, she didn't bring anything into this house! After living such a good life, she forgot where she came from! If I got married to Damon William's, our lives could have been way better than now! Father, you have to find a way to make Clary leave Damon Williams so I can have my man!" Jasmine shouted, stomped her feet, and walked away. She just couldn't believe Clary, who is nothing in front of her, is blessed with someone as handsome as Damon Williams.

Though she has attended so many parties with her parents, she has never had the chance to see Damon Williams so close like she did today, and now she wants him-no one else.

Monike grabbed her husband's hands and smiled. "Honey, our daughter is right; if we find a way to separate Damon and Clary, then make Damon marry our daughter; just imagine the good things we will get, your business will expand, and you will surely get a lot of advantages from your son-in-law."

Mr. Jones was quiet for a few seconds, thinking about her wife's words. She might be right; if his second daughter marries Damon, then he is sure to get more money and power, unlike Clary, who never cares about her family, even though he gives her everything, takes care of her, and makes sure she studies and graduates.

"Let's talk about this later. Are you really sure our daughter loves Damon Williams?" Mr. Jones asked for confirmation.

"Yes, dear, she really loves him."

"Fine, but remember, Monika, if what we heard is true, then we will lose everything."

Monike gulped, but then she shook her and heard it couldn't be. Someone like Damon William can't be crazy for an average woman like Clary.

It's not possible.

*****

Alex and Jenny were somehow confused by what had just happened; one minute everything was okay, and the next minute they left without even eating. They're really starving now. On the other hand, Clary knew Damon was angry, and if she did not find a way to calm him down, then she was the one who was going to suffer tonight.

Damon, who was driving back, saw his son and daughter rubbing their little stomachs. He knew they must be hungry, but they don't have the guts to tell him. He is also hungry; he didn't eat anything after breakfast.

He actually doesn't like cafeteria food; no one prepares good food like his Clary, and he will feel very safe eating food prepared by the person he trusts and cares about the most, the person who helped him when he was so lost, the person who made him see the light, and that's none other than his beautiful wife, his Clary, the only person in this world he will protect and stay with.

"I will buy something for you two to eat; sorry, Daddy didn't consider you two." Damon patted Alex and Jenny's heads, then left the car. Alex left his seat and went to sit on Carly's lap, his little hands wrapped around his mother's neck.

"Mommy daddy is so nice; he treats Jenny and me so well; I am so happy; he even said sorry today." Alex, who was happy, said and Clary smiled while kissing her son forehead.

For now, Damon is behaving like a normal father, but most of the time he is cold and rarely talks nicely, even with his own kids. Clary just hopes her two kids will never hate Damon; no matter what happens, the two will love and respect Damon as their father.

"He loves you and Jenny. I want my good boy to be a strong young man. Don't be scared of Daddy; you said you're as great as Superman. You see, Superman is very strong, and he was never afraid even once, and he always defeats the bad guys." Clary answered lovingly, and Alex nodded his head in understanding. He needs to make his mommy proud; he must be strong like Superman; he is going to talk to his dad and stop being afraid of his dad.

Damon didn't take long; he returned back, and he gave Jenny her food, who was not causing a fuss because her brother was being carried by their mommy and not her. Jenny licked her lips and swallowed her saliva when she saw the food. Both Alex and Jenny stomach grumbled.

"Thank you for the food, Daddy; you eat too." Alex, who wanted to prove that he was not scared of his dad, said.

Damon was surprised. He looked at his son, who was smiling at him, and his own lips moved to a curve, scoping a bit of Alex food with the plastic small spoon. Damon ate, then patted Alex's shoulder, feeling very satisfied and proud. That's the kind of son he wants. Alex looked at his mommy. Clary smiled at him and gave her son a thumbs up. Jenny, who sees how her brother shares his food, also insisted that his dad must eat her food too, and Damon didn't refuse.

They arrived back at their house. Clary cleaned Jenny and Alex, then changed their clothes and put them to bed in their respective rooms to sleep.

Going downstairs, she saw Damon waiting for her to eat the food he bought earlier. Clary reheated the food quickly, and the two of them ate. After that, Clary washed the dishes while Damon went back to their room.

Clary put everything in order, cleaned the kitchen, and set aside what she would prepare tomorrow morning. By the time she was done, an hour had already passed. Clary stretched her body and poured herself a glass of milk. After she was done, she decided to go to her room and get ready for bed, knowing Damon must be still awake and waiting for her.

Just as she expected the moment, she opened the door. She was pinned by her husband, and Clary gasped in pain when her back came into contact with the doorknob. Her wrist was held too tight by her husband.

"It hurts, Damon." Clary whispered, but it was loud enough for Damon to hear since she didn't want her kids to wake up.

"And I always told you this pain will remind you what you're supposed to do and what you should not do." Damon said, and he sucked Clary's earlobe with his teeth. Clary slightly trembled, and her ear felt itchy.

"Since when did you get so close with that girl? How comes she behaves like she knows you very well, even better than me?" Damon whispered in Clary's ear, making her gasp when her husband's warm breath hit her neck, which is extra sensitive.

"We sometimes played together when we were young; we weren't that close, trust me." Clary answered that she really wasn't close with Jasmine. At first, she genuinely took Jasmine as her younger sister and planned to be nice to her but regretted it when her love would never be appreciated, even once.

"Not close? You touched her! You talked to her! You played with her and even carried her! You were close to her! And now you dare lie to me!" Damon shouted, and his grasp tightened. Clary gritted her teeth in pain, and her eyes got teary.

"I was still very young; after I got married to you, I've never met her or talked to her; trust me, Damon, I've never lied to you." Damon turned Clary around and pushed her into their bed. Clary landed on the bed and hissed in pain. She touched her already reddened wrist, and it was already burning in pain.

"Tell me honestly, where did she touch you?" Damon, who was now on top of Clary, asked.

"My hands, neck, and chest too, when I used to carry her." Clary answered honestly. Damon's face turned red in anger, and his eyes darkened. He grabbed both of Clary's hands. He possessively looked at her fingers. He then lowered his face and licked each of his wife's fingers, tearing the shirt she was wearing. Damon used his tongue to lick Clary's neck, making Clary close her eyes tightly. She bit her lower lip not to make a sound when Damon kissed and nibbled, leaving behind several hickeys. Her body reacted with her husband's small teasing.

Damon's hand came down, and he pinched Clary's nipples and grabbed her bobs. Clary's body trembled in excitement. When Damon's mouth came into contact with Clary's other nipple and he slightly bit it, Clary couldn't help but moan.

"Every part of your body belongs to me; no one has the right to touch you apart from me." Damon said and continued to mark Clary's body, enjoying her beautiful silent moans. Damon didn't go far; after he was satisfied teasing Clary, he hugged her closer, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. He would make them pay.

He will make them pay and show them what happens when they mess with his wife and his family.