LOGINElias POV "So... Monica is your mother?" I asked, turning my attention to Damien. Damien let out a scoff, his expression turning colder than before. "No." His answer came without the slightest hesitation. "She isn't my mother." I frowned in confusion. The hatred in his voice was impossible to miss. It wasn't the kind of denial someone made out of embarrassment. It sounded more like he was rejecting the very idea of being related to her. My gaze shifted to Monica. To my surprise, she wasn't offended. If anything, the smile on her face only deepened, as though she had expected that answer from the very beginning. She sighed dramatically before placing a hand over her chest. "Oh, Damien. You always know how to break a woman's heart." Damien's eyes remained fixed on her. "You don't have one." The smil
Elias POVThe woman only smiled wider, completely unbothered by the hostility directed at her."Oh, Damien," she said with a playful blush. "Stop it, pookie. You're going to embarrass me in front of your baby mama... ah, I mean baby dada."I stared at her in complete confusion.What was wrong with this woman?She spoke as though she and Damien shared some intimate relationship, yet judging from the murderous look on Damien's face, he looked like he would rather throw her out of the window than exchange another word with her. Their interaction felt bizarre, and the more I watched them, the stronger the strange sense of familiarity inside me became. I couldn't explain it, but something about Monica made me feel deeply uneasy, as though my instincts were warning me to stay as far away from her as possible.Emily could no longer hold herself back. "You must be one crazy bitch."Mia's eyes widened in horror. She quickly covered Emily's mouth before she could say anything else."I'm so sor
Elias POVA sound slowly pulled me out of the darkness. My eyelids felt unbearably heavy, and every part of my body ached as though I had been crushed beneath a mountain. Even lifting my hand required more strength than I thought I had.The first thing that greeted me when I finally opened my eyes was the hospital ceiling. I slowly turned my head and found Damien and Theodore standing a short distance away. Neither of them spoke immediately, but the relief on their faces told me they had been waiting for me to wake up.I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen, forcing me back onto the bed with a groan. Instinctively, my hand moved to my stomach.It was flat.The memories of everything that had happened came rushing back so quickly that my heart began pounding.I looked at Damien with growing panic. "Where are my babies? Are they alright? I want to see them."Damien walked over to my bedside and gently rested a hand on the bed rail. "Calm down, Elias. They're
Damien POV Derek took a step forward without the slightest hesitation, his eyes burning with anger."Watch how you talk to my brother," he growled. "You don't get to threaten him like that."Before he could take another step, Theodore stretched out an arm and stopped him. "Derek. Enough.""Stay out of this," Theodore continued, positioning himself in front of both of them. "Both of you."The one called Derek clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white, but he reluctantly stepped back.The young woman bit her lip nervously, her eyes moving between Theodore and me. She wanted to speak, yet she knew this wasn't the time.A chuckle escaped my lips."Interesting," I murmured. "One sibling acts before he thinks while the other knows when to keep quiet."Theodore's expression never changed. "This conversation is between you and me. Leave them out of it."I smiled. "That depends entirely on you, Theodore."I took another slow step forward until only a short distance separated us.
Damien POVThe doors to the delivery room closed behind me, shutting out Elias's cries and leaving me standing in the silent hallway. There was nothing I could do but wait, and I hated every second of it.Theodore stood a few feet away, his arms folded across his chest as he watched me without saying a word. His gaze was as if he were trying to read every thought running through my mind.I let out a sigh before meeting his eyes."You've been staring at me for the past minute," I said calmly. "How can I help you?"Theodore didn't answer immediately. Instead, he took a few slow steps toward me until only a short distance separated us."Tell me something, Damien," he said quietly. "Do you genuinely care about Elias... or is this child all you came for?""How the hell is that any of your business?"Theodore's lips curled into an irritating smirk, the kind that made it seem as though he already knew the answer."It becomes my business the moment Elias's life is involved." His voice remaine
Elias POVThe pain refused to stop.Every few minutes another wave crashed through my body with even greater force than the last, making it impossible to catch my breath properly as I lay on the hospital bed while doctors and nurses hurried around me.Voices echoed from every corner of the room, but none of it mattered because the only thing I could focus on was the child inside me fighting to enter the world.My fingers instinctively searched for something to hold onto until they found a hand. I slowly turned my head and found Damien standing beside the bed with his hand wrapped tightly around mine.He was trying so hard to hide his fear “You’re going to be fine,” he tightened his grip on my hand as another contraction forced a painful cry from my lips. “breathe in, Elias.”I wanted to tell him to stop worrying about me and focus on the baby instead, but another sharp pain tore through my body before I could speak.The pain forced me to squeeze his hand so tightly that my nails dug
Elias POV I lay motionless for long minutes, my body aching all over. I dragged myself to sit upright. Every movement sent sharp pain lancing through my lower back and thighs. Limping into the bathroom, I turned on the shower and stepped under the hot spray. Tears mingled with water as they poured
Damien POV The young man’s tears continue to stream down his flushed cheeks. “Please… stop,” he sobbed, voice cracking. “I can’t—I beg you.” I ignored his plea, my fingers continued their relentless intrusion, pushing deeper into the tight heat of the young man’s ass. Each thrust drew louder, pai
Damien POV "Ugh...shit". I staggered out of the automatic doors, my tailored suit no longer immaculate. My body reeks of the strong smell of alcohol. My breath raspy as I coughed violently, making me clutch my chest as I tried holding my lungs ironically. The Aphrodisiac powder burned through my
Fred POV I picked up my car keys and headed for the door. “Mom, I’m going out. I’ll be back late today,” I shouted and closed the door behind me. “Don’t forget your jacket, baby,” my mom’s annoying voice called out. “Yes, Momma.” Rolling my eyes and walking to where my baby Range Rover SV wa







