All Chapters of Sir Damien's Contracted Wife : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter Seventy-Two – Real Him. Damien passed the speed limit before slowing down again. He hoped no police car drove behind his. They shouldn’t try to stop him, for their own sakes. He wasn’t in the mood. His eyes went to his laptop that showed him where Arya was. Where her phone was at, exactly. It hadn’t move for long so he was beginning to worry, she wasn’t with it. Why did she leave the hotel? And without telling anybody? She knew she was a target so why make such a mistake. And was she with Connor? He’d feel less worried if she was. But Connor might have gone to a friend’s house and Arya was all alone. Did they have a place they two can go together? “I can’t even think straight!” he groaned, accelerating again. He tried Connor’s line for the first time and it didn’t go. His eyes widened. That was very unusual. Connor recently bought a phone and he would be everywhere with it. “The phone is said to be switched off while Junior is away? He’d never switch his phone off when

Chapter Seventy-Four – Shiver. The sheer authority with which Chen said it made the Aunt Jenna know he wasn’t joking around. Her legs finally gave way and she wobbled to the ground. What had she put herself into? What menace has she summoned upon herself? In her bid to hide her sins, she had not only sinned more but placed curses on herself. Now kids intimidated her. Chen retracted the knife. “That said, that was one of your complains, right? Nine hundred and ninety nine thousand more to go. I was told to hear all.” Aunt Jenna shot her head up. But she didn’t have that many. Would he kill her if she repeated? Or she should say all her life issues? Was he going to do anything about the house? She looked downwards. “That house meant a lot to Stark. I temporarily moved him to my apartment since Debby said she wanted it to be where Arya gets trapped in. I never thought…” “That was my idea.” Chen interrupted. “Blowing it up.” She glared at him. “That was wrong. That apartment was…

Chapter Seventy-Six – Strange. An 'all you can buffet’ should be an 'all you can eat’ buffet, not an ‘all you are permitted’ to eat buffet! Why can’t the chef of the mansion understand that! And the fact they had selected the food out for her in a cart already, waiting for her to retrieve it. She didn’t even pick what she would eat. Arya stomped back to her room, pushing the cart of food she had. She passed by Connor’s room and paused. She had taken a snack for him, but she wasn’t sure if he was awake. She hadn’t set her eyes on him since yesterday when they returned from the incident. But she knew he was okay, she hoped. “Hey Connor.” She knocked on his door. There was no response before someone said “Come in, Arya.” Arya knew it was Mrs. Wade. Damien earlier told her that she stayed with Connor yesterday but Arya didn’t think she would still be with him. “Oh sure.” She walked in. “Good morning, mother.” She made a small bow. Mrs. Wade smiled. “Good morning, Arya.” Arya’s ey

Chapter Seventy-Eight – Jim. Lucy washed her face with cold water from the tap. Her head was burning up. She looked at the voice note from the call she just had. She wanted to listen to it again but she was scared to. What was that those girls said? Her mother did what? Tried killing Arya? Blew up Uncle Stark’s house? Was dating Uncle Stark? Did that make sense? It didn’t even correlate. “If mother was dating Uncle Stark, why will he let her blow up his house?” Lucy wondered. “Or was he part of the plan too?” Lucy knew Arya and Anna weren’t lying. The matter was so big of an issue to lie about. And Lucy had been hearing news about attacks on the Wades group. Could it be her mother too? Was she finally psycho? “That woman couldn’t get me a job! She couldn’t provide anything for me! Why is she trying to ruin the biggest connection I have!” Lucy cried to herself. The company she worked for were friends with the Wades group. If they find out her mother was attacking one of their

Chapter Eighty – Diablo.Damien knocked on the small door of the bar. A huge man opened up and he strolled in, not sparing the man a word. The place was teeming with young men and women. It looked like a club house, as well as a drug baron’s base. It irked him to be around such place but that was the only place he knew to get the help he needed. He arrived at a door, after walking down the hall for seconds. It was rough like someone usually scraped it with spoons. Damien ignored it and knocked on the door twice. “Come in, boss.” A deep voice replied. Damien walked in, adjusting his mask. “Thank you, Diablo.” The Diablo smiled, flicking his pen. “Whenever I see you wear a mask when walking in here, it makes me want to laugh.” Damien rolled his eyes, taking the mask off. “It’s because you run this place like it’s some illegal place when it’s not. I can’t risk my identity being exposed.” A young girl ran into the room and Damien hurriedly covered his face. “Oh, it’s my daughter.”