Damien's POV. I stared at her with a smile brimming on my lips. "Aren't you Mr Sinclair? The one who got involved in an accident this afternoon?" She asked, her voice was notably different. I understood that five years had passed but the change in her voice was too vast. I checked Elise on Instagram and other social media platforms. Her voice had changed a little in a few videos that I found of her but presently, she sounded like a completely different person. "Why are you calling me, Mr Sinclair? Princess, don't do this to me." I muttered, still holding on to her. I looked into her eyes and weirdly they weren't as blue as Elise's eyes. They looked more like contacts. "You're more handsome in real life than in pictures and those interviews," She smiled at me and her lips grew wider."You aren't…" "No, I'm not the faceless model. I'm just a double. She had a runway in the afternoon and couldn't come for the photoshoot." the model smiled, taking her hands to her mask. She remov
Damien's POV. 'Dad, what did you just say?' I gasped in shock. I couldn't believe that my father would think of stripping me of everything that I had worked for. I worked so hard to build up that company after he left it in scrambles. 'You heard me right, son. I'm not getting any younger and I need a grandchild. An heir who will continue our family name but it doesn't look like you're ready to fulfill that. And anyway, I want a child that would call me grandpa before I pass away,' My dad replied and faked a cough. That was the height of manipulation from him. 'Dad, your medical reports say that you're alright. The doctor hasn't informed me of any ailment. So, stop this! You're not dying anytime soon!' I shunned and hung up on him. I checked the internet again and couldn't stop more anger from building up in me. How could Father make such an announcement to the whole world? If people saw it, they would think that the news was true. "Fuck!" I cussed. I dropped my phone and ran
Elise's POV. Last night was one of the most unpleasant nights of my life. I hated it. I was stupidly worried about Damien. When I heard of his accident on the television, I didn't want to feel anything but I felt sorry for him and deep down, I didn't want anything bad to happen to him. I kept checking the news like an idiot. That day, it felt like I was the old Elise and I detested that feeling but I could do nothing about it. I continued worrying that day and became surprised when the photographer for that photoshoot called me, telling me that Damien had come in a hospital gown searching for him. Somehow, I felt a little part of my heart skip a beat. I told myself that I wouldn't care but for him to go there in such a state, just to look for me; meant that he might have changed. Stupidly, I made these conclusions and once again, I was fooled by him. It was not until I saw the news of his engagement to Nicola that I realized how foolish I was and how shameless Damien was.How dar
Elise's POV. I panicked because I had to give her a little taste of victory or should I say shame! She thought that I would be so stupid to just come close to a bunch of curious fans without being prepared. Such a dumb bitch! I asked Rachel to do some of those amazing makeup skills on me and by the time she was done, my face was properly concealed before I could put on a mask. So, when this psychopath pulled off my mask, there was a different face. "I got you!" She yelled, pointing at my face with a smile on her lips like she had made a great achievement. But as she stared at me properly, her smile slowly vanished and her fingers came down. "The faceless model's face has been revealed!" one of the fans yelled and almost all of them brought out their phone to video me and take pictures. "She's so cute!" another one commented. The lights flashed on my face and I stared at Nicola who removed her nose mask like it was preventing her from seeing properly."This can't be happening!
Elise's POV. I arrived at home with Jones and we had been laughing all the way. It was so funny, watching Nicola break down like that. I thought she deserved pity but I was wrong. There was no difference between her and Damien. They fit each other. "Miss Annabel, is that you?" Adaline asked as he clambered down the stairs.She had seen how I looked, so it must have been surprising for her to see me with another face. "It's just make-up," I replied and saw how she heaved a sigh of relief. "Did you think I was an alien or something like that?" I laughed. Adaline shook her head and chuckled; "No, I was simply flabbergasted.""Welcome back," She smiled at me. "Thank you," I smiled back, walking towards the kitchen. "Ma'am, if there's anything you need then I can get it for you," She said, being as helpful as she had always been. "No need," I muttered and left before she could make any objections. As I got to the kitchen, I placed my bag on the counter and opened the fridge. I bro
Elise's POV."Mommy, you said that he was dead," Natalie said, her voice shaking. I felt the wind knock out of me, I'd hoped she'd never find out like this. Not like this.I exhaled sharply and took slow strides toward her. As I got to her front, I bent down to her level and pulled her into a hug. It wasn't the time to explain anything to her but just comfort her. She must be thinking badly of me. "Mommy, why did you lie?" a sob escaped her lips.My heart broke as I heard her sob "Baby, I'm sorry. Mommy didn't mean to lie to you," I stroked her hair from behind and kissed her gently on the neck. "I wanted the best for you and that's why I never told you the truth," There was no need for me to continue in my lies. Natalie was a smart girl and I couldn't try to convince her that she heard otherwise. It might make her more upset. She started crying and my heart began aching terribly. I pulled away from the hug and wiped her tears away. "Don't cry, if you cry then I will cry too," I
Damien's POV. I was so happy to see her. I had never been this excited in my life. Yesterday, I summoned the courage to call her manager despite the rumors about my supposed marriage with Nicola. When her manager rejected my offer, I was so downcast. I felt my hope getting shattered but then he called me again and said that Elise would have a meeting with me. My reaction was priceless. I was screaming like a teenager who was going to see his crush after years of being apart. Though a part of me was doubtful about her arrival as I saw her walking through that door, my heart skipped a beat and my doubt vanished. I just wanted to be close to her and here I was, having an opportunity to touch her. It was like a dream came through for me. I always imagine seeing her, hearing her voice, and having a feel of her smooth skin. "Elise…" I muttered, staring into her ocean eyes. It felt like I was drowning in them again, a smile kept tugging on my lips. "I can't believe that you're here
Damien's POV. As I said those words, her body stiffened a little. There was a certain tension that descended between us, a sexual tension. I could see her eyeballs frantically moving and her lips trembling. I still had that effect on her, my Elise wasn't completely gone. "You're so disrespectful," Elise glared at me, pursing her lips. "Well, you left me no other choice," I sighed and removed my hands from her shoulders. I stood straight and walked to my drawer. "You better stay there or I'm gonna truly spank you," I said, a sly smile appearing on my lips. She simply glared hard at me then turned her face away. I brought out a small first aid box from my drawer and walked back to her. I knelt in front of her with one knee up and the other down. I raised her leg and rolled up her jumpsuit. The shards of glass had truly pierced her and gently, I removed the ones that were stuck in her skin. After the removal, I began cleaning her wound and the blood away. I took out band-aids an