“Careful” Damien’s voice echoed in the study as his hands swiftly moved to catch Frier’s falling head. The sudden impact didn't wake her instead she snuggled against his palm and he had no choice but to keep the posture. Truth be told he wasn't complaining. Watching her sleep in his arms was a reality he'd want to dwell longer in but time was ticking and he had to leave but not before carefully carrying her bridal style to her room and gently placing her on the bed. With Aiden’s sleeping figure beside her bed, the scene looked picture-perfect. The mother and son duo was taking a long nap but that wasn't what was going through Damien’s head. He only thought of how he could keep on protecting them. They have no link so it’s going to be harder to keep them by his side in the future. After a prolonged moment of watching them, he left and slowly closed the door.Time passed and it was nightfall, he knocked and gently pushed open the door only to reveal the same scene he left behin

Frier’s POV“Help me…I don't want to die, what I'm saying is for your own good, leave the Harrington’s alone!”“But mother…”I tried to speak but I was more concerned about how shaky my voice turned out. I placed my hands on my throat and when I lifted them before my eyes, they were covered in blood but the blood wasn’t mine!Where was I?…This looked like the villa that caught on fire. All that was left were fragments of the building and ashes smeared all over.“Are you there mother?” I called out but there was no response. My words echoed back but instead of fading away it got louder. I could hear my voice from all parts of the remains. It was taunting me. The voice that mirrored mine kept on getting louder and sharper. It felt like it was closing in on me and I had no choice but to cover my ears in panic.“Stop! Stop it!” I kept shouting but my words were swallowed by the continuous echoing. I broke down in tears, the warm liquid kept streaming down. I was wailing and slowly d

Arya’s POVI’m yet to find out who was responsible for taking me and Damien’s photo, there wasn’t any reporter in sight so the person must be an informant to social outlets and of course, Damien was a huge source of inspiration to those gossip suckers but what’s even worse is Nicklaus standing here with me. “What’re you doing here?” I asked while secretly clenching the results the nurse had given me. “Shouldn’t I be here when my wife regains her identity?” I scoffed at his words. So openly shameless, then again that was Nicklaus’s style, I’ve passed the stage of being baffled by his words, and now I’m just trying to find his limits but unfortunately, this man had none!“Come home with me” There were no words to describe my expression and it was this scene that Damien walked in on. He must’ve heard Nicklaus outrageous offer. Damien’s presence shadowed me but he wasn’t as tall as Nicklaus. That man was simply a seven-foot statue laced in black embroidery. “You should really con

“I love you”Klaus's husk voice whispered into Bella’s ear before drifting to sleep with his hands wrapped around her naked figure. It was safe to say Bella didn’t hear a word he said. She was long gone after the wash -up and just coiled her body into the sheets.But then who could blame her? It was still dark but only because these days had longer nights! They’ve been at it for hours and it was now three in the morning so she definitely needed her nap. Time passed and it became morning. The sunlight sipping through the window’s huge curtains casted a vague light on their naked bodies but it wasn’t enough to wake Bella up. She was totally lax from all the hectic activities of last night so Klaus was the first to wake up. He groaned as he turned on his back and sat by the bed side. His head turned to behold Bella’s sleeping frame and he tucked the blanket over her properly. His first instinct was to wash up but as he journeyed to the bathroom he found her purse that was tossed asi

The days went by fast and Arya was getting ready to sit in the hot chair again, tomorrow was Christmas Eve and while everyone had a wish or two for Santa, Arya had none. Today’s court hearing wouldn’t be good with the way every day of the week went. Damien had done his part but there were things he couldn’t control. Every of his means had to be legal, whereas for Nicklaus that word was a mere fallacy and she knew he was the only one with enough power to get her out of this mess but asking him was like selling her soul to the devil. His demand for repayment would be too great, something she can’t afford for Aiden’s sake. With fingers crossed she headed out in another tailored suit. It was a black suit. She wasn’t in the mood for cheerful colors, taking back her mother’s company was her primary goal in serving revenge on Andrew and his minions but now the tables were turning and it was getting harder for her to keep calm. The formal greeting of standing was done to welcome the judge