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Isabella 81.I momentarily forgot that I was angry at Damien when I saw him in action. He exuded so much confidence as he sat beside me in the conference room. I watched him with awe has he sat there without an iota of fear on his eyes.So this was how office politics worked. It was brutal and pitiless the way the man called Al Vegas was dismissed. It felt so surreal to see a once proud man transform into a terrified old man.When Damien had moved for the motion to vote Vegas out after his dirty deeds had been laid bare for all to see. I watched closely has his confidence crumbled to pieces as one hand after the other went up to vote him out. It was so unbelievable."I am an important part of this company, goddammit! I helped built it your back stabbing sons of bitches," He bellowed in a mixture of fear and rage. However, no one would look him in the eyes."It does not justify stealing from us, Al," Damien replied stoically. If an employee yelled at me this wa

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Damien 82.Neither of us stepped out of the elevator when it's doors slid opened. There was nothing of interest in my office except if we both wanted to do things of other interest which included getting naked. I had no problem with that but it would be inappropriate.My Cara was in a dejected mood and it was all my fault. I had believed so much that my past would stay buried, hidden and forgotten. I was wrong. People kept on creeping into my life from left to right. I knew that my past would catch up with me.What I did not expect was that it was going to happen this quick. I had met the Dumas through Vito my father but it was a brief one. When they had come for him, I temporarily stayed with the St. Dumas family. There I had met Natalia and we hit it off.Although I made it clear that I was not interested in being adopted by them, I even threatened to run away if they did but they rather found it funny. The St. Dumas were like a second family to me but som

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Isabella 83.Natalia walked side by side with her father and they chatted animatedly while Rose walked further in front with her arm linked with Damien's. If I had not mentally prepared myself for this, I would have been fuming with rage.This whole family seemed off somehow. I was appalled by how calm Marcus was about the whole thing. What scared me was how unruffled his demeanor was. It was almost as if he did not care that his lawfully wedded wife was shamelessly throwing herself at another man.An engaged man to be precise. I was losing respect for her as the moment went by. Whatever weird family dynamic they had, I wanted to no part on it."It was splendid the way you ousted Vegas, I always knew he had something to hide," Rose loudly spoke, directing attention back to herself. I tried to stop myself from scoffing."Background check," Damien said with a neutral tone."Well as ordinary as you make it look, it was still quiet impressive," Marcus commented. I

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Damien 84.I had forgotten how mentally exhausting it was to deal with Rose. In fact it was draining to deal with the St. Dumas family because of how insatiable they all were. I admired how well Isabella seemed to be taking in a these.We had not even spent the whole day together, and Rose was already playing her hand. The only way to win this was to play dumb and keep silent. I could not let them know that Isabella was pregnant with my child.I had spent enough time with them to know how adamant they were when they went after something they wanted."Let's get back to city, there is much to be done," I told them, getting to my feet and lending a hand to Rose. There was no reason to stop being a gentleman even though I was uncomfortable with how close she was.Rose happily took my hand and we all left the beautiful terrace and leisurely walked to where our ride was waiting. The time was three thirty on the dot and work hours were done. She managed to waste a

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Damien 85.I was dumbfounded by the news that I read it more than ten times before it dawned on me that it was all too real. I sent a quick text to Jackson to turn the car around. I turned an gave Isabella a long solemn look. I would protect her with my life even if it killed me.I looked on in adoration at her sleeping form. I was going to have to leave her again. Micheal had specifically asked to see me. I was baffled by the turn of events just today along. I changed quietly into lighter clothes and took my Smith and Wesson, chief's special.The firearm had been my trusty side piece during my army days. I prayed that I never had to need it. It was custom made to fit my hands perfectly. It also came in black so it could blend with the dark. I placed a soft kiss on her cheek as she slept like a baby.Jackson was anxiously waiting by his car when I got down. "It sounded serious," He told me as I got close to him."Al is dead, he was killed today," I told him as I opened the front passe

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Isabella 86.I jolted awake from my little slumber as my heart almost gave out from fear. It was dark in the room and Damien was no where in the house. I did not know how I knew but I could always tell when he was absent.Ever since I was rescued from the clutches of Robert, I had been plagued by nightmares of the incident. The dream was always the same. It started with Robert tying me up and forcing pills down my throat. Then I always jolted awake when he raised his fist.I woke up feeling very thirsty and my stomach gnawed in complaint as I sat at the edge of the bed, putting my feet on the warm rug. I had no recollection of taking off my shoes because they were neatly placed on the shoe rack. I looked up at the round clock hung up by the entrance of the bathroom.It was past six which meant I slept for over two hours. I could not tell which was more exhausting between working at Renaissance or dealing with the St. Dumas family. It was mentally draining to deal with both.It was e

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Damien 87.I had no ill will towards Al Vegas and I knew next to nothing about him except for the Intel Jackson got me. I trusted Jackson's skill as a tracker. So it annoyed me when Michael asked if I was behind the hit."I understand that in cases like this, everyone is a suspect but you really need to take it easy on the booze," I replied."Come on, he stole from you! There is motive," He said, his eyes gleaming with suspicion."He stole from the company," I said."Same difference," He replied with a shrug."So you called me here to interrogate me" I said to him, holding his steady gaze with mine."You have the most to lose," He countered."Yes, but not to the point of chocking a man with his balls," I replied in a calm tone."You rich assholes with your problems, like the common man is not committing enough crimes," Micheal complained bitterly. I could not even blame him for his sentiment. His work was stressful enough."According to my investigations, Al V

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Isabella 88Even behind bars, Robert's reach wad still far enough to get to me. It was clear now that despite his incarceration, Camilla was still under his spell. I wondered how she felt when Robert had told her to send me the message.Fortunately, Camilla had stopped blowing up my phone with unprecedented calls and I was left with the uncomfortable silence that followed. To be honest, I was not looking forward to the upcoming days that involved Damien leaving for Japan with Natalia.However, business was business and it did not matter how I felt. I was downstairs busy changing the TV channels when I heard a car pull up close to the house. Even without meaning to, I knew that it was Damien.It scared me how well I was connected to him because he was the first person I ever felt this way about."Did you sleep well?" He asked as he gently closed the door behind him."I tried," I told him."The same nightmare?" He asked as he sat close to me.I nodded. He was awar

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Damien 89.I was not in support of what Isabella was doing but I knew that it was for her own good. I knew what it feels like to obsess over someone especially if that someone turned out to be a monster. The two of us had fallen asleep on the couch snuggled against each other.We both woke up to a blushing maid shyly peering down at our sleeping form. She was probably waiting to clean up the living room."How long have you been watching?" I asked with a humorous smile."I just came in sir," She answered with a small courtesy but her face was red with blush."Like what you see?" I asked enjoying her torment. She shook her head, then her eyes widened in fear and she quickly nodded."Damien, stop messing with her and let her do her work," Isabella hit me softly on the shoulder. "Sorry about that," She kindly told the young lady.We both walked up the stairs and entered the bedroom. My bedroom."I want us to stay in one room together, I can't stand you sleeping in a separate room, it's t

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Isabella 90.It was so broody in here and bleak in here. I tried not to let it get to me but it did. The somber atmosphere in Red Gate Penitentiary was sad and contagious. Why would anyone want to stay here. I tried to imagine how life would be here everyday.Damien and I waited at the visiting hall of the prison. I was nervous and anxious. Damien placed a calming hand on my lap as my legs were shaking uncontrollably."Fear is natural, only mad men have no fear, you will overcome this," Damien whispered to me. I nodded.Before we got here, we had both decided that, I would see him alone. Robert had been deemed armed and dangerous so I could only see him behind the thick glass with a telephone fixed to it."If things get uncomfortable, you know that you can always leave," Damien told me. I nodded again and held his hand for moral support.Truth be told, it was not easy going to face the man that just traumatized me but I knew that it had to be done. If I did not d

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