LOGINDamien's POV The glass of whiskey burned down my throat, but it did absolutely nothing to calm the rage boiling inside me.I sat alone at the private section of the club with my jacket beside me while loud music echoed around the room. Several women had attempted approaching me since I arrived, but one glare from me was enough to send every single one of them running away.My mind remained occupied with the disaster from earlier.Zachary, the stolen project, Celeste's involvement, and the possibility of betrayal inside my own home.Everything was becoming messy too quickly, and I hated losing control over situations.I grabbed the bottle again and poured myself another drink before leaning back against the couch tiredly.I exhaled heavily and swallowed another mouthful of whiskey.Suddenly, my phone suddenly rang loudly against the table, interrupting my thoughts. I frowned immediately after noticing the caller ID.It was Isabella’s driver.At that hour?Something instantly felt wro
Isabella’s POVMy heart nearly stopped the moment Zachary opened his mouth and mentioned having an accomplice close to Damien. The entire conference hall instantly became silent, and I could hear nothing except the violent pounding of my heartbeat inside my chest.I sat frozen beside Damien while fear crawled slowly through my body. My fingers tightened beneath the table, and I struggled to stop my expression from changing. The last thing I needed was for Damien to notice that I was panicking.The atmosphere inside the hall became suffocating almost immediately. Everyone was staring at Zachary, waiting for him to say more, while reporters adjusted themselves eagerly in anticipation of a bigger scandal.I slowly turned my eyes toward Zachary, silently begging him not to be stupid enough to drag me into this publicly. But the desperate look on his face only made my fear worse. He looked cornered already, and cornered people were dangerous.My throat went dry as Damien slowly stood
Damien’s POVThe entire conference hall fell into absolute silence after Zachary’s words.I have an accomplice close to you.Those words echoed repeatedly in my head like a curse I could not shake off.My jaw tightened violently as I stared at him standing before the cameras with sweat gathered around his forehead. The confidence he walked in with earlier had completely vanished, replaced by fear and desperation.The executives seated around me began whispering among themselves while reporters exchanged glances, eager for the next scandalous development.I could already see the headlines forming.Blackwood Corporation betrayed from within.I slowly rose from my seat without taking my eyes off Zachary.“You should be very careful about your next words,” I said coldly.Zachary swallowed hard, but there was still that annoying smirk threatening to appear on his lips.“You think I could pull this off alone? Someone close to you handed me everything.” he asked, and my fingers curled into
Damien's POV The conference hall was already full when I arrived.Executives sat in neat rows, investors filled the front section, and senior staff crowded the back. Every seat in the room was occupied with people who believed they were about to witness a victory. Zachary had built the entire atmosphere around confidence, and the illusion that what was about to be unveiled belonged to him.I sat at the center table with Isabella beside me.She said nothing, but I could feel her tension. It wasn’t loud or obvious, but it was there in the way she kept her hands folded too tightly.And in the way her gaze stayed fixed on the stage longer than necessary, I could tell she's as worried as I am. Or rather still, she was hiding something from me. The lights dimmed, and the presentation began.I didn’t move, or blink.I watched the screen come alive with every detail of a project I had personally overseen from its earliest framework. Every structure, every model, every visual alignment ap
Isabella's POV The conference hall felt heavier than usual, and I could barely focus on the voices around the table as the meeting dragged on. Papers were being shuffled, reports were being read, and strategies were being discussed, but none of it was registering properly in my head.My eyes kept drifting to Damien.He sat at the head of the table, sharp, composed, and dangerously calm in a way that always made everyone else adjust their behavior without even realizing it. But today was different. There was something strained in his expression, something subtle but visible enough for me to notice if I paid attention.I did not want to care, I kept telling myself I did not. But every time he spoke, there was a tightness in his voice that made it impossible to ignore.It reminded me of something I did not want to think about.It reminded me that whatever I was doing, it was slowly starting to leave marks on him too. And that alone should have made me feel satisfied.Instead, it made
Damien’s POVThe shrill sound of my phone vibrating against the bedside table dragged me out of sleep violently.I groaned irritably and reached for it without opening my eyes properly. The moment I saw my assistant’s name flashing across the screen at barely six in the morning, irritation settled in my chest immediately.Nobody called me this early unless something had gone terribly wrong.“What is it?” I answered coldly.“Sir… there’s a problem.” He stammered, and my eyes snapped open instantly.“What kind of problem?” I asked sharply.There was hesitation on the other end, and I hated it immediately.“Zachary Corporation just launched the new project into the market.” He revealed, and for a second, my mind went blank.“What?” I asked slowly.“The project, sir. The same one your team has been working on for the last seven months, they launched it this morning.” He explained, and I sat upright immediately.“That’s impossible,” I growled.“I thought so too, sir, but the entire market
[ Damien's POVMy eyes jolted open to the sound of my ringing phone. I felt a little bit tired but I had no choice but to stand up and get the phone. I slept off thinking about Isabella, I didn't even realise I had slept off already."Better be something worth my sleep, Pedro. Or you can consider
Isabella's POVA wave of nostalgia hit me as I stood in front of my father's company. I remember always wanting to come here right after school. The company wasn't much when I was growing up, but it was quite competitive in the market.After my father died, my mother told me the company had gone ba
Isabella's POVTime froze and my heartbeat seized in that moment. My stomach churned with disgust as the possibility of what might be happening crossed through my mind.Could it be that my mother and Damien have been having an affair while dad was still alive? So all these talk of meeting and falli
Isabella's POVThe minute I walked out of the company, my phone rang and I scurried my phone out of my bag. I checked and it was Cole calling to me. I had no idea what to do at first. We were supposed to meet last night for dinner, but I stood him up because of what happened.How I am supposed to







