Se connecterAuthor's Note:The previous chapters have been corrected, they'll be available to read by tomorrow morning. Dear lovely readers you'll need to go through the previous chapters to understand this current chapter, happy reading and drop what you think about this chapter below, do you really think Damien is going to end up with Anastasia?"Dressed up for what, Dad?" Anastasia asked. She stood up and rubbed her eyes, still feeling sleepy.Dimitri looked at his daughter lovingly and patted her shoulder. "We are going to get your dream man for you. Remember, I promised I would do anything to make you happy, baby."Anastasia smiled at her father. It made her feel warm inside to know that he took a promise he made when she was a little girl so seriously. Dimitri cherished his daughter deeply because his wife had died giving birth to her. Since then, he had always tried to fill that missing motherly role by giving Anastasia everything she ever wanted.Still, she honestly had no idea what he was
They soon arrived at the Blackwood family’s ancestral home. From the name alone, someone might expect an old, run-down house. Instead, it was a massive, high-class mansion surrounded by its own private estate. Every detail shouted extreme wealth and luxury. As Elijah got closer, a feeling of dread washed over him. If he could, he would have turned the car around and driven away immediately, but he couldn't abandon his boss. No one could blame him for being scared. The ancestral home was a dangerous, cutthroat place. The front yard was filled with poisonous plants and hidden traps. In fact, there was a rule that a guard had to walk with every visitor just to make sure they didn't accidentally step on a trap and get severely injured. When they reached the main gate, the guard recognized Elijah as Damien’s driver and opened the gates to let them in. Elijah drove into the compound and headed toward the massive parking lot. As Damien stepped out of the car, his eyes locked onto a famili
Before Ethan arrived, Anastasia finished her call and walked back to the lounge area. She told Kristen, "I just got off the phone with Ethan. He's on his way up." Kristen let out a sigh of relief. "Finally. He really knows how to make people worry." "Typical Ethan," Anastasia smiled, continuing to type on her phone. Kristen took a sip of his coconut juice and said, "Anastasia, I have a favor to ask." Anastasia paused her typing and knit her brows. "Yeah? I'm listening." Kristen fumbled with his fingers nervously. "I'd prefer it if you didn't act weird around Ethan like you did yesterday." Anastasia stared at Kristen, completely confused. "I don't understand. Weird in what way?" "I don't know, just don't ask him too many questions or make him feel uncomfortable," Kristen replied. He paused, then pointed out, "I feel like I shouldn't even have to tell you this. You're always the one telling me to watch how I treat Ethan because he's gone through a lot." Anastasia got annoyed and
Ethan sat down opposite Matthew, trying to look cautious. After all, he didn't know much about Matthew other than the fact that he was a well-known multimillionaire. Matthew, who had just taken a sip of his coffee, noticed Ethan staring intently at him. He smiled slightly and said, "Calm down, I'm not going to kidnap you." The moment Ethan heard the word kidnap, he froze. Cold sweat broke out across his skin, and panic filled his face as he stared at Matthew. Having actually been kidnapped once before, the word instantly triggered his worst memories. Matthew had only been joking to ease the tension, but he hadn't expected to hit a nerve. "Why did you call me here? Tell me now!" Ethan demanded, slamming his hand against the table. Several people in the cafe turned around to look at them. Matthew raised an eyebrow at Ethan’s sudden outburst. "Calm down. I'm not here to fight," he said smoothly. "I just want to talk." Ethan tried to steady his breathing. "What could a multimillionaire
Etahn made sure several hours had passed before going to Damien's room. He had quietly monitored Elijah and Doctor Ronald, waiting patiently until they were finished. Standing outside the bedroom door, he leaned closer, hoping to hear what they were discussing, but their voices were too low. The only sentence he managed to catch was Elijah's. "I'll escort you downstairs, Doctor." Etahn's eyes lit up. This was his chance. He quickly slipped back into his room before they came out. After waiting a few minutes to avoid suspicion, he walked back to Damien's bedroom and knocked gently. Knock. Knock. He waited. Silence. He knocked again. Still nothing. Etahn sighed. He had wanted Damien to invite him in because he didn't want to invade his privacy, but if he kept waiting, Elijah would return and he would lose his opportunity. Slowly, he reached for the doorknob. Just as his fingers wrapped around it, a stern voice rang out behind him. "What do you think you're doing?" Etahn froze. He turned
Etahn made sure several hours had passed before going to Damien's room. He had quietly monitored Elijah and Doctor Ronald, waiting patiently until they were finished. Standing outside the bedroom door, he leaned closer, hoping to hear what they were discussing, but their voices were too low. The only sentence he managed to catch was Elijah's. "I'll escort you downstairs, Doctor." Etahn's eyes lit up. This was his chance. He quickly slipped back into his room before they came out. After waiting a few minutes to avoid suspicion, he walked back to Damien's bedroom and knocked gently. Knock. Knock. He waited. Silence. He knocked again. Still nothing. Etahn sighed. He had wanted Damien to invite him in because he didn't want to invade his privacy, but if he kept waiting, Elijah would return and he would lose his opportunity. Slowly, he reached for the doorknob. Just as his fingers wrapped around it, a stern voice rang out behind him. "What do you think you're doing?" Etahn froze. He turned
Ethan pushed the heavy thoughts of the Vales aside and focused on the reflection in the mirror. Julio’s masterpiece was a black satin suit, but it wasn't just plain fabric; a delicate silver flower design wound across the shoulders and chest, glittering under the studio lights like stardust. Ethan
Ethan spent the entire day drifting in and out of sleep. The silence of the mansion was a jarring luxury compared to the screaming halls of Metropolis Prison. He was grateful to Damien ,he knew Damien had saved him but the mystery of Damien’s agenda loomed over him like a shadow, he may be naive bu
Ethan was awake the next morning as Anna knocked on the door. He quickly sat up and Anna entered. She greeted him good morning and told him to come downstairs for breakfast; she added that if he couldn't walk, she'd be glad to assist him, but he politely declined, saying he felt better that Dr. Ric
You just made the right choice,” Damien said calmly.He walked toward Ethan and extended his hand.Ethan stared at it. His eyes lingered on Damien’s hand, hesitation filling him at first.Slowly, Ethan reached out. His hand was weak as he placed it in Damien’s whose grip was strong and without hesit







