Damon I have always been a paranoid, man. My instincts had never failed me and it was no different in the case of Elysia. Something about her seemed off and I just couldn't shake the feeling. I had to know for sure, so I decided to put her to the test. I gave her the money when she asked, her facial expressions told me everything I needed to know. She thought I was going to say no if she asked. I called Julius and asked him to hack into Elysia's phone. If she was hiding something, I needed to find out what it was. In the meantime, I decided to do a little reconnaissance of my own. She hummed to herself as she went upstairs to get ready, I looked a the time and yelled. "I am off!" "Okay!" She yelled back. I sighed to myself, I drove out of the house and went down the street to pack my car. It didn't take long for her to drive out. I followed her carefully as she drove, my mind in overdrive at her plans. I made sure I stayed two cars behind her in order not to attract attention t

Elysia "Elysia, get me out of these," Damon yelled from the chair. I ignored him as I whistled to myself. I am sure it doesn't work that way if he continues to order me around. His voice softened as he realizes that I won't budge. "Baby, baby. Come on." "Say please," I taunted. "Please." He said instantly. The grin fell away from my face. "You are no fun," I grumbled. "I promise to play with you when I come back but this is important." I blushed hard when he said that. "I will hold you to that." I uncuffed him, he kissed me on the cheek before leaving. I hummed to myself, there was nothing to do in the house. I went to the living room to watch a show. I had barely sat down when the doorbell rang. I got up from my seat, my heart pounding with fear. I relaxed once I told myself that it could be Damon or any of the guards. I took a deep breath and walked to the door, opening it to find a delivery man standing there with a small box in his hands. "Elysia?" he asked, and I n

Elysia I stumbled back when the resonating sound of the gunshot rang in my ear. "Damon?" I whispered. I heard the groan and then a thud, my heart tightened, and fear gripped me. I felt goosebumps all over my body. "Damon?" I called out again. "Damon!" I yelled out when I didn't hear anything from him. My body froze, this is all my fault. I hung up and quickly wore my clothes, stuffed all my clothes insidetravelingling bag, and rushed out of the apartment. I muttered to myself, saying a quick prayer for him to be okay. "God please!" I whimpered. I hailed a taxi that would take me straight to the airport. "Taxi!" I yelled. They all passed by without a care in the world. I stomped my foot hard on the ground in frustration. "Oh, God!" I dragged my hand across my face. If something happens to Damon then it would be my fault, who answers calls in the middle of work, anyway? A yellow taxi stopped right before me, a woman was running to enter when I blocked her. "The airport, pl

Damon I was on my way home from the hospital, feeling a mixture of emotions as I replayed my conversation with Elysia in my head. I had told her to move out and that I never wanted to see her again. It was a difficult decision, but it was for the best. I needed to distance myself from the pain and heartache she had caused me. I thought wanting to go start afresh with her would go well for our marriage but she is a ticking time bomb. With every memory she gains, I risk being hated by her and the actions I did in the past. I was terrible, and we were terrible but anything I did, I did it out of love for her. I loved her with everything in me but she wanted nothing to do with me. As I drove, I made my way to my parent's house and locked myself inside, seeking solace and time to process everything that had just happened. But my moment of peace was interrupted by a phone call from Warren. He informed me that Arturo was back and that to sell guns to him, we needed the old contract docum

Elysia Pov "Still you have to go back." I could see the fear in my parents eyes as they stared at the documents in disbelief. I can't help but wonder why they feared the Contreras, frankly speaking, I'm begining to worry about the kind of family I married into. What was Elysia's pain? I want to connect badly but I always find myself holding back but just when it seems everything is about to be okay there is always something else popping making me feel like I was so far from the truth and sincerely, I am terrified. "I think it's best I remain here till I figure it all out, and especially Becca's death." I said to them and instantly their face turned grim. It caught me off guard. My parents were staring at themselves as though a secret of theirs have just been found out. "Why are you both staring at each other that way?" I asked but my mother scoffed then slowly her lips curve into a pretension smile that made my skin crawl. I could see deceit clearly over them. My father loo