All Chapters of The Devil’s Embrace: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Damian sat in the dark and silent study, illuminated only by the dim light of the desk lamp. His face was tense, his eyes red from lack of sleep over the past week. The phone on his desk rang, but after hearing the voices of his team members on the other end only to announce yet another failure, Damian threw the phone against the wall. The phone shattered into a million pieces."Dogs all!" Damian growled under his breath, his hands clenched into fists until his knuckles turned white. He stared blankly at the table, his mind haunted by the image of his missing mother. From behind the door, Yara peeked out cautiously. The girl bit her lip, trying to decide whether she should go in or not. But after seeing Damian slumped over in despair, she took a deep breath and ventured into the room. "Damian," Yara called softly as she approached. Damian didn't answer. He only looked up briefly before looking down again, ignoring Yara's presence."If you continue like this, you'll get sick," Yara

Damian sat on the sofa with his breathing becoming more regular, though his face still looked dark. The wine in his glass was placed unceremoniously on the table, no longer attracting his attention. Yara, who was still sitting next to him, watched carefully. This is a chance to know more, she thought. If she could understand Damian's wounds, maybe she could find a way to conquer the man."Damian," Yara called slowly, making sure her voice didn't provoke any more emotions. "I want to know something. About... Mrs. Dania. What exactly happened to her?"Damian turned his head quickly, his gaze piercing. There was doubt in his eyes, but Yara held that look, waiting for his answer."You want to know about my mother?" Damian asked in a low voice, almost a whisper. Yara nodded slowly. "You said she's been sick for eighteen years. That's a long time, Damian. I just... want to understand. What made her like that?"Damian sighed heavily, his body leaning back against the couch. His hands clench

Yara looked at her reflection in the mirror. The dark blue dress fit her perfectly, but her thoughts were far from clothes. She wanted to know about Felix Lucano. However, it was difficult because Yara was completely confined. Damian suddenly walked into the room, giving Yara a small gasp. "Get ready. We're going out today," he said as he leaned against the door. Yara frowned. "Out?" Damian nodded, his eyes scanning Yara from head to toe. "You've been cooped up in here for months. I think you need some fresh air." "Are you afraid of me running away?" Yara asked in a teasing tone, trying to hide her nervousness. Damian only smiled slightly. "You won't be able to run away from me, Yara." Yara and Damian arrived at a luxurious shopping center in the heart of the city. The crystal chandeliers sparkled. Yara let out a long breath, enjoying the sensation of freedom even though she knew it was false. Damian walked beside her, hands in his pants pockets, occasionally turning to

Eleven o'clock at night. Hugo helped a semi-conscious Damian into the mansion. The smell of alcohol was strong from his employer's body. Yara, who had been waiting in the living room, stood up and approached them with a worried expression. "What happened?" asked Yara while looking at Damian who could barely stand upright. Hugo let out a long breath. "Mr. Damian... he's getting frustrated. Searching for Mrs. Dania all this time without success, the pressure is mounting. He's been drinking too much." Yara bit her lip, her mind racing. The Damian she knew was tough, but she had never seen him in this state. "I'll take him to his room," Yara said, trying to take Damian away from Hugo. "Are you sure you can?" Hugo hesitated. Yara nodded. "I can handle it." Hugo finally handed Damian over to her. With difficulty, Yara led the man up the stairs to the room. Once there, she pushed open the door and guided Damian to the bed. Damian collapsed onto the bed, rubbing his face roug

Inside the skyscraper that was his business center, Damian sat in a black leather chair with a cold face. His office was on the highest floor, giving him a wide view of the city, but at the moment he didn't care about that. In front of him, Hugo stood with a serious expression, handing over some documents to his boss' desk. "Our stocks have plummeted in the past two days, sir. There are indications that someone has hacked into the company's internal systems and spread false information to the media. Investors are starting to panic," Hugo reported in a stern voice. Damian stared at the numbers on the report with a hardened jaw. "Asshole. I already know who's behind this." "Who do you think this is?" Damian threw the report onto the table roughly. "Who else if not that bastard? Nathaniel Black." Hugo nodded. "Nathaniel does have a motive. He's been wanting to bring you down for a long time, and with our business getting bigger, he must feel threatened." Damian chuckled, bu