Semua Bab Broken Vows, New Promises: Bab 21 - Bab 30

The next morning, the sunlight streamed through the vast windows of Damien’s penthouse, casting long, golden rays across the marble floor. The city beyond was waking up, its hustle and bustle a far cry from the stillness inside the penthouse.I sat at the dining table, my hands wrapped around a mug of coffee, but I couldn’t taste it. I couldn’t focus on the mundane. My mind was still caught in a whirlwind, torn between the betrayal of Adrian and the undeniable pull I felt toward Damien.I didn’t want to feel this way. I didn’t want to be caught in this storm of emotions, this battle between the remnants of a past that had shattered me and the overwhelming, dangerous allure of the man who had taken me in last night.I glanced over at Damien, who was across the room, his back turned as he paced, seemingly deep in thought. His posture exuded power, confidence, and a quiet intensity that was always there, even when he wasn’t speaking. The air between us was thick with tension, but it wasn

Aurora’s POVThe weight of Damien’s presence beside me seemed to intensify with each passing minute. After the awkward encounter with Adrian and Victoria in his office, I couldn’t shake the feeling of being caught between two worlds—two men—and the complicated emotions that swirled around them.The car ride back to Damien’s penthouse was quieter than usual. I was lost in my thoughts, trying to piece together the fragments of my shattered reality. The idea of Adrian being under Damien’s employ didn’t sit right with me. I could still hear his words echoing in my mind: “You’ll come back to me, Aurora. You always will.”But the thought of going back to Adrian felt like swallowing poison. After everything that had happened, after the betrayal, the lies—it was over. I was done. Yet, why did it still hurt? Why did it still feel like a wound that hadn’t fully closed?Damien’s hand rested on the back of my neck as we entered his penthouse, his touch grounding me in the present. I hadn’t even n

Aurora’s POVThe day had started like any other—quiet, filled with the hum of routine, and yet, there was an unmistakable weight in the air. I had spent most of the morning in Damien’s penthouse, trying to work through the whirlwind of emotions that had been consuming me ever since that proposal. Despite my heart’s longing, doubt gnawed at me. Was this really what I wanted? What Damien wanted? Or was I merely a part of a dangerous game—one that I couldn’t fully understand yet?Then, the doorbell rang.It was late afternoon when Damien opened the door to reveal a tall, imposing figure standing in the doorway. His expression was stern, unreadable, but there was no mistaking the presence of authority that surrounded him. The man behind him was someone I hadn’t met, but from the way Damien tensed, I knew who it was. His father."Damien," his father’s voice was cold, his gaze sharp and calculated as he stepped inside. "We need to talk."I stood frozen, watching as Damien’s eyes flicked to

Damien’s POVMy heart was still racing as I paced outside the hospital room. The hospital staff had taken Aurora away to run some tests, but the unease in my chest wasn’t from concern over her health—it was something else. Something darker.I couldn’t shake the feeling that all of this was too orchestrated, too calculated. My instincts were on high alert. I hadn’t seen anything out of the ordinary at first—just a normal hospital visit, a few concerned looks from the staff—but as I watched Aurora get wheeled away for more testing, a creeping sensation began to coil in my stomach. Something was wrong.I stepped out into the corridor, my mind still racing. I needed answers. I needed to know who was behind this.Before I could move any further, my phone rang. The number that flashed on the screen made my blood run cold. My father. I hadn’t heard from him in days, but there was no mistaking the stern, commanding tone that came with any communication from him.I gritted my teeth, swiping th

Damien’s POVThe sting of helplessness was like a knife to my chest. I stood there, staring at the cold, sterile walls of the hospital room, the silence pressing down on me. Aurora was still unconscious, her body battered by the attack, her blood staining my memories. It felt like a nightmare, one that I couldn’t wake up from. I’d promised to protect her, and I failed.But I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t give up on her.I was ready to take on the world for her, and I’d do whatever it took to make sure she was safe. But even now, as I sat in the sterile hospital corridor with my thoughts swirling, there was something I couldn’t fight. Something I didn’t know how to deal with.The police had come to question me about the incident. I gave them every detail I knew about Victoria’s involvement—her manipulative schemes, her attempt to steal Aurora from me, the threats she’d made. I thought it would be enough.But I was wrong.The detective sat across from me, his hands folded on the table. His