LOGIN~ DAISY'S POV ~Looking back, I remember how happy I was to marry him. When the old madam presented the marriage contract five years ago, I didn't see it as a trap. I saw it as a dream come true. I was all too happy to comply with the wedding at that time. I was foolish, probably because I was young and I was hopelessly, dangerously in love.I had loved Sebastian since I was a little girl. I remember the day the bullies in our own home had cornered me in the garden, throwing mud and calling me a nameless orphan.Sebastian had appeared like a knight. Yes, he was older, stronger and he had chased them away without a second thought. From that moment, he held my heart in his hands.But I had underestimated Sebastian's hatred for me. The marriage wasn't a fairy tale, it was a prison. Sebastian must have believed that I was a gold digger. He probably thought I had twisted his grandmother's head, taking advantage of Vanessa's death to claw my way into the King family fortune.Every time h
~ DAISY'S POV ~I watch them. Damien is walking toward the hospital exit with Mason perched on his shoulders. Mason is giggling, his small hands buried in Damien's hair, looking down at the world with a joy I haven't seen in months.My heart clenches. A part of me wants to run forward, grab Mason and pull him away. I want to refuse this. I want to tell Damien that we don't need his ice cream or his kindness. And the reason is this… they are getting too close and I can see the bond forming right before my eyes. I know how this ends. I know that once Mason's treatment is finished, once the bone marrow is transplanted and he is healthy again, we will have to leave, probably disappear again back into the shadows to stay safe from Sebastian.And I know it will break Mason's heart to lose a daddy twice in one lifetime.But then, I look at my son's face.The paleness is still there, but his eyes are dancing. The obvious, tired look he's carried for weeks has vanished. He looks more alive,
~ DAISY'S POV ~I stand frozen on a spot, feeling like I'm underwater. I look down at Mason, then back at Damien, my mind racing. I don't want to be foolish, but I also don't want to be gullible. I have spent five years learning that the world is a cruel place and that people only help you when they want something in return. But Damien… he saw it. With just one look, he predicted Mason's condition. He didn't need a blood test nor did he need a chart. He just saw the paleness of my son's skin and the way he relied on me for balance, and he knew.He is a good doctor. Maybe he is one of the best, and right now, Mason is fading. My pride is a small price to pay for my son's life. I have to take this chance. I have to trust someone or I might lose the only reason I have to keep breathing. “You're right,” I whisper, my voice cracking. I look around to make sure no one else is eavesdropping, so I move closer to Damien. “He has a rare form of anemia. We've been managing it, but lately, it'
~ DAISY'S POV ~Sebastian stares at me in pure horror.His eyes, usually so sharp and hard, are wide with a shock that borders on fear. It is as if I have just pulled back a curtain and shown him a monster he thought he had buried years ago.For a long moment, he keeps mute, staring at me.His lips part, trembling slightly. I see the muscles in his throat work as he prepares to defend himself. I can tell he is about to find a way to spin the story, to make it seem like he was just a child or that Damien was exaggerating. But then, he snaps his mouth shut and when he opens it, he sounds cold.“Drop it, Daisy,” he says. “You don't know what you're talking about. You weren't there and you have no idea what that boy was like.” But I am not hearing any of it. The more he tries to shut me down, the more the fire in my chest grows. I feel a wave of pure rage and disgust wash over me. I look at him… this man who thinks he is a king and treats the world like his playground… and immediately,
~ DAISY'S POV ~ I stare at Damien in total shock that I don't know when my fork clatters against the ceramic plate, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the quiet restaurant. I can't move. I am unable to believe what I just heard. Sebastian? The same Sebastian who was so obsessed with order and perfection? A bully? He was actually a bully? He was someone who pushed another human being to the edge of death? Damien looks at my shocked face and lets out a small breath. He gives me a tight smile that… that looks fake. “I knew you wouldn't believe me,” he says, his voice sounding hollow. He looks down at his hand, his fingers tracing the edge of the tablecloth. “It's okay, Daisy. Nobody believed me in the past either. Everyone saw the King's family as royalty. They saw Sebastian as the golden boy. And to them, I was just the weak kid who couldn't handle the pressure. They thought I was the problem.” I watch him closely, my heart heavy in my chest. I look for any sign of a lie in
~ DAISY'S POV ~Vanessa's face, already pale from injury, turns sickly white. She looks like all the blood has been drained from her body in a single second. She gasps so hard that she starts to choke. Her mouth hangs open, but no word comes out. Across her, Victoria looks just as horrified. Her eyes are bulging, her hands clutching her chest as she stares at Sebastian like he is a monster she doesn't recognize.I also stare at Sebastian in total shock. My heart is thumping against my ribs so hard I can hear it in my ears. He did it! He actually admitted it. He stood there in front of Vanessa, even the nurses and Victoria, and claimed the violence as his own. He didn't care about the laws, nor about the consequences. He only cared about the fact that she touched me. As I look at his cold, hard profile, my mind flashes back to the past.Five years ago, the world was a different place. I remember the day I accidentally bumped into Vanessa in the kitchen. She had a tiny scratch on h
~ DAISY'S POV ~My blood turns to ice, my entire body going completely still in the cramped, dark ventilation shaft as I hear the words ringing in my mind over and over again.Oh God he is going to kill Sebastian. The bastard is going to kill Sebastian if I don't come back in two minutes!My frozen
~ SEBASTIAN'S POV ~My heart is pounding so fast and all I can see is that fucking gun pressed against Daisy's head. I feel so helpless.And I fucking hate it.My chest is tight and my vision is blurry at the edges. My throat is dry and I also feel like someone has their hands squeezing around my
~ DAISY'S POV~The name lands like a bomb.For a moment, nobody moves. Nobody speaks. All the reporters in the room are just staring at me like I just said something in a foreign language they are struggling to understand.But seconds later, another set of noise and whispers arise, hitting the air
~ DAISY’S POV ~“Do you agree to my deal, Daisy?”I fucking hate myself right now.Her question rings in my mind again and again as I glare at her, my eyes still watching that smug expression on her face.I want to scream.I want to throw my wine in her face.I want to tell her to go rot in hell.B







