Novels by DashWrites

"What happened?"When the main door swung open, Damian didn't even take a moment to greet the onlookers. I could see the worry etched on their faces, as if my situation was dire."I'm alright-"I managed a small smile after the door opened. I had no idea where Isla was, but I felt reassured knowing Brandon was with her.As we walked past the living room, I clung to Damian while he effortlessly carried me to my room."Get me the first aid kit!" Damian shouted, his voice echoing throughout the villa.My heart raced. Was he angry?Since we got into the car after the mall incident, Damian had been completely still, his gaze fixed ahead, which made me anxious.He opened the door to my room and gently set me down. After discovering he was my husband, I had requested to stay in a different room, which I thought he had approved quickly.Damian had already retrieved the first aid kit. In the rush of the moment, he began to treat the scar on my jaw near my left ear. He remained silent, and the

“So did you already know about this since the start of it all?”I blink twice and look at Isla. We are here in the pool, and this was about our catch-up. The catch-up of our lives. But we are talking about something else.“I thought we already talked about this. Believe me, it’s not worth a topic, okay?”Isla shrugged her shoulders while I aggressively sipped the lemonade. “And also, this is an arranged marriage. How many people are serious about situations like this?”Isla looked around and said, “Nice house though.”I let out a sigh. “You know, why did you even come here? I feel like you’re just here to piss me off.”Isla laughed, “It’s just that I knew you are not truthful in what you say.”“What do you mean?”Isla laughed once more, which made me more confused. “Large eyebags, dry face, chapped lips. Sera, this isn’t like you. I already knew something was bothering you.”I held my face tight, “Is it too obvious?”Isla nodded and removed my hands from my face. “You know we don’t ne

It has been a few days since I met Lyndon, or rather, Damian. After his confession that evening, I still find it hard to accept the reality of it.He was what? The CEO of Monarch Velocity Corporation? The leading supplier of high-quality motorcycle racing components, which include engine enhancements, suspension systems, exhaust solutions, braking technology, racing tires, and rider safety gear."Perhaps he has gone to see his other wife?" I remarked, remaining silent as I glanced at the fridge to check for something to eat.Patricia, the cleaning staff, gasped, "What do you mean by 'other wife,' Madam?""Oh, this is not your master's first marriage, is it not?" I inquired.Patricia put down the cloth she was using and looked directly at me. "You were the first woman we were aware of. We had already come to terms with the fact that he may be interested in men.”I regarded Patricia with a slight smile and gradually exited the kitchen. With a beauty like his, I am certain they do not kn

"Are you feeling well, Madam?" Brandon inquired.I was lost in the glow of the Los Angeles city lights until I returned to reality. I smiled faintly. "It occurs frequently."Brandon glanced at me through the rear-view mirror; I averted my eyes from his gaze.That is the look I hated so much—the look of sympathy.I rolled down the window, allowing the wind to tousle my neatly styled hair. I gazed at the scenery until it was just trees. I was uncertain of our destination, but I knew it was far from the hustle and bustle of city life.I closed the window and focused ahead. To be honest, I have more faith in these people than in my own family, with all that had happened in the span of two days.But why should I not be alright? Who would be foolish enough to accept my stupid condition, knowing the offer remains unchanged?Not everyone is willing to gamble everything as I do.I shook my head at my own thoughts, pondering why I seemed to be my own doom.My door suddenly swung open, and I saw

I bid goodbye to Isla after being fetched by Amos and then forced myself not to glance at where Lydon's was.The morning sun is peeking out, and I'm just on my way home."Had a great time, Madame?" Amos asked.I nodded slightly and covered the corners of my mouth with my hand as I looked at the window.Amos chuckled, which caught my attention. "It's been a while, Madame."I smiled at Amos and said, "It's been a while..."Luckily, the sweet little family was already asleep. I quickly went up to my room without being noticed.After the wedding went through, I would receive the promised inheritance from my mother. As my father had promised. I also promised that after all this nonsense, I’d give Amos something in return for everything that he had ever done to me.I quickly removed my red tracksuit and placed it neatly in my safe before closing it. I held it once more and whispered, "Lyndon..."I tossed myself on the bed and was about to drift off to dreamland when something poured over my

"You'll have to marry me."The people surrounding us went into a buzz, teasing him while pushing Lydon, who was shocked."What can I gain from this bet?" He asked with a stern face.I gulped and said, "I'll do anything: money, cars. You name it."I know that was so brave of me, but I won't gamble without knowing I won't win.Everyone went silent. I looked around and said. "Are you chickening out?"Lydon's lips turned into a smirk, and he said, "Where is the venue of our wedding?"People laughed, but Lydon remained calm."Is that a deal then?" I asked. I was stunned, but I didn't show it.Lydon smiled, went beside his Honda Gold Wing, and put on his gloves. "Deal."Everyone cheered, and before I could even react. Isla pulled me to help me with the red tracksuit. Isla did it quickly as if she had done this a few times in her life. After she finished putting on my tracksuit, I adjusted parts of it and put my hair in a bun, then put on my helmet.Isla looked at me with a questioning look.