All Chapters of The Ganglord’s Girl : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Damien pinches the bridge of his nose. "And there's no possibility of finding more on this guy?"Penelope shakes her head. "I've been looking for days. This is all I've found on him for now, which is close to nothing, I know. You're going to meet him in an hour and you can draw your conclusions. His record is clean and nothing is amiss."He doesn't like the sound of this. This has never happened before. Normally, Penelope has all the information he needs before he meets the person. He refuses to believe that there aren't enough records of Ash Rockford. It's like he's been living under a rock his entire life, which can't be the case at all. Everyone has a past. Everyone has something they're trying to keep a secret.Perhaps this man is just good at hiding it. Penelope has done her absolute best and he doesn't want to make it seem like he doesn't appreciate her efforts. He only wishes that Gary were still alive. He'd have all the answers by now. Then again, he'd been in the business muc

"Ash," Damien says. "I'm surprised to see you here."Damien knows this guy. This night can't get crazier than this. They shake hands and Damien's hold around me tightens.Ash doesn't look at me, or rather he's trying not to. "I'm good friends with the Huntingtons. I always get an invitation. How about you? Aren't you leaving too soon?""I wasn't planning on staying," Damien simply says. An awkward silence envelops us and I'm ready to leave. I want to get inside the car and have Roger drive us far away from here. I have to tell Damien the truth. Devon's warning comes to mind and I can't brush this under the rug. There's something off about him and Damien has to know. I don't know how they know each other, but he has to know that this man doesn't have good intentions."Well, then," Ash says, extending his hand once more. "I guess this is where we part ways."Before he goes back inside, he shoots me a knowing look. His lips curve upwards slightly, like he knows something I don't. Or wors

I've been on edge all day.Today is the day of Damien's supposed surprise, the one he mentioned last night when we got back from the party. Sincerely, I have no idea of what to expect. What I do know is that it has to be something big, something significant. It takes a lot to make Damien nervous.I've never seen him like this.We had breakfast before he left. Theo isn't back yet, so it's just the two of us. He didn't touch on the subject and I'm not going to push, I know it's supposed to be a surprise. We also didn't talk about Ash Rockford. Last night was amazing and I don't want to ruin it by talking about that man. Damien will find a way to deal with him and he's going to take care of this, he always does. I'm simply relieved that he didn't see Devon and that we're alright. We're doing great. It's as if the last few days didn't even happen, like we weren't arguing the other day about my position and that new secretary that will be gone before the week ends. I kind of feel guilty ab

"Penelope," Ethan says forcefully. "You're being ridiculous."How could she just fucking walk out like that? Doesn't she know that they're being watched, that anyone could find her behavior suspicious? He's had enough of her and her sensibilities. If he didn't fucking love her, he'd leave her. But he can't do that. He loves her and he needs her, but she doesn't believe him anymore.He can't blame her. He doesn't know what to believe either.Everything is crumbling down around him. His exchange with Damien broke his fucking heart. Smashed it right to pieces. He knows this is all his fault, he's the one who's been lying and keeping awful secrets. It all started a year ago, when he was pissed off. He made terrible decisions and he's paying the price for that. He wanted to get back at Damien, at his dead father, at anyone. Those fuckers approached him with the offer and he accepted, like the dickhead he is. He can't shake them off now. He doesn't know how to, he can't fight them alone.Oh

I'm the happiest woman alive.I get out of bed and I'm practically skipping to the bathroom. Damien was in here earlier, I can smell his shower gel and his shampoo. His scent further elevates my mood. It's a gentle reminder of last night, which was absolutely perfect. I'm tingling all over at the memory of his lips on me, of his tongue in me.I can't stop staring at my ring. I don't think I'll ever get over this moment. Damien and I have been going steady for the past year, and I'll admit that I thought of marrying him once. I never mentioned it, I didn't want him to think I was putting pressure on him. This is a brand new beginning for us. We'll get married in a month–how crazy is that?—and then we can start our own little family. I've been on birth control for the past year, I didn't want to risk getting pregnant again. I wasn't ready emotionally. But after the wedding, I'll take the implant out. Again, it's a fresh start for both of us. Everything is stable now, so why not try agai