Mrs. Russo was pleasantly surprised. Everything was perfect. With Antonio, every day felt like Valentine's Day, her birthday, and Christmas. He was the most amazing husband. Antonio helped her with her chair as she sat down at the table. He was such a gentleman.He poured a glass of champagne and was about to pour Lilian one but she stopped him."No thanks, Antonio. The doctor asked me to stay away from any strong food or drink."Antonio was a bit upset but he cheered up and went over to a fridge. He brought a bottle of water and poured it out for Lilian and smiled.Antonio sat down and raised his glass in a toast."A toast, to my darling Anna, my love and flower. I pray that she stays by me always and I shall continue to shower her in love for as long as I live. Cheers.""Cheers," said Lilian with a big smile. Anna was blushing too hard to speak. She simply raised her glass and gave a polite nod. The feast commenced. It was beautiful. Lilian always had her meals by herself but in the
Chapter 39Damian was in his room. He could hear light giggling noises coming from Lilian's room. He sat back in his chair and listened. Lilian had disobeyed his very direct order. If she had been home earlier then she wouldn't have been mugged. What did she expect? That she could just waltz back home late in a rich neighborhood?He exhaled and leaned back in his chair. He would handle her in due time but he had more important things to take care of. He finished up his wine and went to bed. He could still hear the giggles as his eyes closed.The next morning came quietly. Lilian woke up before Gwen. There was a smarting pain in her back and all over her body. She managed to get to her feet and enter the restroom. The sound of the door closing woke Gwen. She had drool running down her cheek.Immediately Damian barged in; he was already dressed and ready to leave for work. Gwen stood up straight and greeted him to which he would obviously not reply. His eyes darted to the empty bed and w
The days passed by and every day, Lilian got stronger and healthier. She was almost back to her normal self. Dr. Rockwell came by and checked her and confirmed her ready to go back to eating normally but asked her to go easy on herself. He was also very impressed by Gwen's first aid skills and congratulated her on her admission into her registered nursing program. Soon the time for Gwen to leave drew near. Lilian was quite disheartened. Now she would have to go back to being a snob to the other maids but she was truly happy for Gwen.Gwen came into Lilian's room to say her final goodbyes. She didn't seem sad about leaving the Richards Mansion. She hugged Lilian tight."I'm going to miss you, Lily.""Don't get mushy with me," said Lilian playfully.Gwen pulled away and slipped something into her hand. Lilian opened it and found that it was a piece of paper with her phone number on it."Call me when you can. Okay?"Lilian nodded and they hugged tightly one last time. Finally, Gwen left.
Damian pulled out her and his cock was covered in her juices. Not her pleasure juices but rather her life-giving ones. He got up from her and walked to the bathroom, her blood that was on his dick, dripped on the floor making a trail. He entered the shower and washed himself off. He walked back to the room and changed into a clean pair of boxers. Lilian had still not moved from her position. He poured himself a glass of wine and stood on the balcony, sipping contentedly. After he had his drink, he came back inside and Lilian had still not stirred. He walked over to her and felt her pulse. It was weak and so was her breathing.He walked calmly into the bathroom and filled the tub with cold water. He walked back to the room and carried Lilian to the bathroom. She was limp and her thighs were bloody. He placed her in the water and almost immediately, the water was the color of wine. He headed back into the room and took off the bedclothes. There was no need of washing them. They were ruin
Chapter 42Work for Damian was frustrating. How dare Dr. Gray talk to him that way. He would deal with him as soon as he got home. His mind was buzzing and he couldn't focus. All he could think about was the way Dr. Gray had treated him like a child. His speech was harsher and anyone who got too close was chewed out. Poor Adam received most of his tongue-lashing. It wasn't the first time but Mr. Richards's words today were extra spicy, specially prepared to be a morale killer. Even Rosé couldn't escape. She rarely came up to Damian's office but today he had, to explain the stock numbers they had. Damian was fiery with her."Mr. Richards, there is an issue with the stock numbers. I think...""What do you mean by 'you think'? Do I pay you to fucking think? I sent those numbers and they are fine so what the hell is your fucked up brain thinking about?"Rosé was taken aback. He had never spoken to her like that before."Why so feisty this morning?""Shut up and fucking get out of my offic
Damian was in the car and the chauffeur drove silently through the countryside. He had taken a detour to clear his head. Today was the worst day for him. He reached his private family garden and opened the gate. A walk would clear his head a little bit. He walked among the roses and chrysanthemums thinking about what exactly he did wrong today. He could think of nothing. He didn't believe in Karma or stuff like that. He was a firm believer that he controlled what happened in his world so he made every decision count. Soon thoughts of Lilian flooded his mind. Was she okay? Not that he cared of course. Or did her? He shook his head but he could still see her deep blue eyes etched in his mind, staring at him. He stopped walking and lingered among the roses. Their beautiful scent filled the air and bumble-bees buzzed happily in and out of them, collecting their pollen and sweet nectar.He looked at one intently and soon the time hit him. He needed to get back home. He still had work to do.
Lilian had gone back to her room and she was lying quietly on her bed. She needed to rest as she was terribly sore. She closed her eyes and decided to sleep off. She had had more than enough for one day. She just wanted to be alone in her room away from everyone. She wanted no one, not even Damian to stress her out. As she closed her eyes, she had the weirdest dream of Damian apologizing to Bet for everything. She wanted to scoff in her sleep but she couldn't. There was no way in the world or any other word that Damian would ever feel remorse. He was simply just cruel. Her sleep was plagued by one impossible dream after another. She dreamt that Damian was going to love her, and bought her a new car, a new house, etc.Immediately she woke up when she had a dream about kissing Damian and getting married to him. The very thought of it made no sense. She couldn't imagine spending her life with someone like him. If anything, she'd rather be sentenced to life imprisonment. She looked around
Damian's work day was pretty good. He had hit some big profits and was in a generally good mood. He had toned down his insults and proof of it was that he didn't call Adam a 'redundant moron' but used the nicer term, 'fool'.He was in his office sipping a glass of cold juice. He really needed to treat himself when he got home and he knew exactly how. Soon his door opened and it was the financial advisor. "Sir, we have some news. Mr. Jackson and Mr. Torres have asked to form a business conglomerate with you."It was about time. He read in the paper a few days ago that their businesses had hit rock bottom and they were terribly bankrupt to the point that they couldn't even afford to pay the wage of their lowest-earning workers. He was silent and immediately he burst out laughing. The advisor was taken aback in surprise. He had never heard Damian laugh and certainly not as manically as this. He waited for him to finish and finally, he stopped. He had almost teared up."Tell them, I said