Elysia Pov
"Elysia!" Jake's whispers of fear still reverberated in my ears as he fell to the ground, trimmed in his blood. The sound of the gunshot still tinkling in my head.
I lunged my hand forward only to get squashed by the man that I've not only come to loathe but wanted to kill. Every bone in my body, bleeding for revenge.
"Arrrghhh!" I deplored in pain as my gape met Damon's. His eyes shimmered red, but that didn't affect me. I wanted to see him lying lifeless on the floor just like Jake, maybe then I can forgive him.
"Did you detest me that much to sleep with my enemy?"
I couldn't help but scoffed at his words as gashes rolled down my cheeks. Enemy? If I knew any of his I would have killed him years back. I wouldn't let myself tolerate this much, I will rather be in jail than let him take advantage of me this way.
"I loved you Elysia, but you had to do this. Now you are nothing but the mother of my kids."
"You know no love Damon, your love is as toxic as your nature. You don't deserve my love." I spat on his shoes. His paws were still on my fingers, grating each bone of mine. I couldn't feel the pain, the only pain I could feel was the excruciating witness to Jake's death. If I knew my indulgence with him would cost him his life, I would have stayed away.
He was someone I have come to feel concerned for. I was going to give myself a second chance at love and elation with Jake, but now, even that fragile moment of pleasure I've enjoyed has been washed away in a split second. I had to watch him die, and it's all because of Damon.
I had nothing to say to him, if only he knew that I don't consider him nor the kids to be my family. They were nothing but nightmares to me. Every morning I wake up to a nightmare nastiest than the ones I've encountered in the dream world. I preferred going back to bed, to walking the nooks of my house with their pictures hung on every corner of the wall. How fast did I get here?
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"Fix this," Damon said to his guards. And then, he brandished my arm yet again hauling me towards the door. I was reticent at first, but I knew better, that anything I do would be nothing but useless. I let the tears prickling my eyes fall helplessly on my cheeks. Chiseling each sight of Jake lying lifeless to remind myself that I needed revenge on his death and the past five years of my life that have been ransacked from me. I've only wanted to run away but now, all I want is to make Damon's life as dreary as he is making mine.
I want to see him with eyes always filled with nothing but pain. I want to see him shattered, with nothing left to hold on to. I will make him feel like I am currently-helpless.
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Lying in the bathtub, I was inundated in Jake's blood but I couldn't bring myself to wash it away. I felt like going on TV and letting the world know of my pain, but that was impossible, I wouldn't make it out there, and I'm certain that my family would be affected. I can't always be this fragile.
I turned on the tap and let myself get soaked in the bathtub. The water rapidly turned red, the color of love and hate.
The apathy of the water made goosebumps appear on my skin and suddenly I could feel my weak eyelids closing as my brain instantly felt relaxed. Instantly the darkness welcomed me and when I opened my eyes, I almost got blinded by the glint of sun that shone brightly through the bathroom's window.
"Was it morning or noon?" I don't know how long I slept, but I certainly know we had come home late the day before.
I stepped out of the bathtub and stood underneath the shower, then let warm water run through my body.
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Walking into the room covered in my robe, my ears were suddenly welcomed with the report of the dead body found in a hotel.
I instantly spun around. My eyes wafted at the tv as my lips parted in shock. It was Jake, they found his body. I suddenly squirmed as the fear of getting caught as his lover made me frightened that I instantly sprawled to the floor.
"I thought Damon had told his guards to fix it? How come the body was still found?"
My hand instantly swiveled into a fist and suddenly there was a bang on the door that almost made my heart lunge out of my chest.
I couldn't bring myself to respond, as my brain kept wondering who the hell it was. Suddenly I heard a familiar voice, as it called out to me.
"Hello madam, are you in there?" Madeline the head staff said in a whispering tone.
"What do you want?" I squealed.
"The police are here, they want to talk to you." She responded by screeching.
My hands instantly clenched my robe as my heart was beating erratically. I couldn't say a word nor could my feet move an inch. Was I going to get reprimanded for his death? Is this Damon's plan? I thought he took care of it. Is he trying to give me up to the police?
My brain couldn't stop whizzing around as I kept asking myself questions that the answer was right behind the closed door.
For a while I was frozen, and before I could get my senses right, the door opened making my soul almost separate from me. My teeth were gritting, as my eyes were fixed below the door waiting to see the person who walks through it.
One step forward, I could tell who it was. The conniving bastard. He had the nerve to come to me at this crucial point. I thought I was nothing but the mother of his kids, would he send me to jail and stain his kids' reputation?
"I see you aren't ready to go out there yet? Oh, or are you frightened?"
His accent really had to be apparent. If only I had a gun here with me, I would gladly shoot at him, then walk out of this door with a smile on my face. The happiest day of my life would be.
"Quiet? Of course, why wouldn't you be? Your lover has been found dead, and you were with him the night before. Hmm, so complicated. Even the police would be cautious of how they would question you around me since it involves a man you constantly spent the night with. What a cheating wife. That would be the words buried in their mind as they question you. Their eyes will keep meandering the house, wondering why you would cheat, and when they leave, they will talk between themselves and say women can never be satisfied. Pitifully, that is nothing but the truth."
Damon's parody only made me pity myself. I've never imagined I would ever be placed in a such situation. I was going to be a mockery of the city, is that the game he wants to play?
I scowled at him. My eyes huddled tears as I clasped my lips to the side, trying to keep in the pains that were lancing my heart and ripping it apart. But I had to survive this, only that way I can plan my revenge, and until then, I will have to leave by his rules. I can't go to jail.
"You know I can't go to jail?" I said to him, soliciting his help. My eyes instantly clutched shut. I just implored him. Something I vowed never to do. But left without a choice, he finally broke me.
"Those aren't the words I'm expecting to hear. Elysia, those aren't the words you are supposed to say."
His lips touched my ears. I savaged my lower lips trying to contain the urge to break every bone in his body. Even though I was to attack him, there is no possible way I can win against him. He was someone that went to the gym both morning and evening despite his busy schedule.
"Say it." He tugged both my arms from behind me and then creaked in my ears. I tried to contain the pain but my silent moans soon echoed in the room as I became frustrated.
Suddenly there was another knock on the door, and it was Madeline. The police had sent another reminder. I could hear Damon's giggles as he felt nothing but pleasure seeing me tremble.
I had no choice, I had to beg for his help.
I felt his grip released from me, and slowly he veers me around and held up my chin.
"Look at me." He ordered and I fixed my gaze at him. My lips let out silent whines.
"Now beg for your life." He ordered again as he tugged my shoulder and presses down on me with his vitality and instantly I fell to my knees.
"Beg Elysia, beg." His brows raised and his lips warped.
Elysia Pov "Beg!" He shrieked at me. His voice was louder than before. I could feel tears rolling down my cheeks from the corners of my eyes. My whole body was burning for revenge, but I had no power, no means to save myself from this misery and coming chaos. I have to beg for his help, and I need to; It's the only way I can keep myself and then map out a revenge plan. "Please help me." My lips struggled to mutter words that irritated my heart. Every glance at him and all I can see is his gun edge at Jake and killing him in cold blood. "That's not good enough." His brow slanted and his teeth gnashing in extreme anger. His eyes narrowed deeper, darker than usual. His jealousy was obvious. I know how much he wants me, but this isn't what love is, at least not how I'd describe it. He was obsessed with me, yet he called it love. "Say it!" He yelled, seeing how I was spacing out. "Please." I pleaded, and he smiled. His face drew closer to mine. Instantly I clenched my eyes shut, and
Damon Pov Mornings aren't my favorite. To be factual, I detest mornings, and this is because of the woman I married. Though a married man, I still dream of waking up someday with a woman beside me, no other woman but my wife. Our lives have gotten even more arduous. I used to be the only one whose love was squabbling and trying to make our family work, but now, I feel nothing but disdain for my wife-so I think. .... The alarm rang loudly making me even more agitated than I am. I tried to put it off but I ended up grumpily shoving it on the floor. My eyes rolled provoked by the mess I made. I placed my legs on the frigid floor only to be greeted by a knock on the door. "Who is it?" I screeched at whoever was there. I know for a fact that it would be no other than Grayson or Madeline. It can never be Elysia or the kids. The kids must have gone to school already. And Elysia, certainly won't bother checking on me. "Sir, it's Rosaline. The police are by the door and request to see
Elysia Pov"Where are you taking my wife?" I was ravaged until I heard those utterances. I've never thought I'd be cheerful to see Damon but peeking at him in those oversized pajamas through the car's windscreen I've never been this thrilled in a long while. How could my enemy make me feel this way?For the first time, I admired his aura. Ambling towards the van with his brows slanted, and his long curved legs and shimmering silky skin that could make even men ask him for his skincare routine-I felt my lips slowly angling into a smile I found hard to control. My eyes squinted between the detectives. The next element I felt would make this all so lovey-dovey was a hug and kiss from my husband, but hell no! we will never share anything near passionate. I tried to snap out of my thoughts but heavens help me! This man is smoking hot. Perfectly shaped brows, and heart-shaped lips, with almond-shaped bright eyes that caused a tingling sensation between my legs. And to top it all, excludi
Elysia Pov"Madam, Mr. Damon is mandating your presence in his room." My grip tightened around my purse. I was dressed to go and check the company, and if it was affected by the news, but even now I can't seem to do anything, after consenting myself to Damon. My lips warped in a sneer as I whacked the door open and walked straight to Damon's. I didn't bother knocking on the door. He crouched on the sofa, his sleeves unbuttoned and his hair all dripping on his forehead.His tie was loosened and around his neck. His belt was on the sofa, and his pant's unzipped. The room was air-conditioned but I could see beads of liquid on his chest. I stride closer to him, and when he smiled, a drop of water dripped on his nose.'Maybe he just got out of the bathroom.' My lips parted as my eyes slowly trails his abs. He was holding a newspaper but dropped it on the sofa as he slowly stood on his feet. "You just barged in, I know I called for you but a knock on the door would be very polite. Don
Damon's Pov"The CCTV footage has been erased from the server. The detectives won't be able to prove where they got it from." I snickered as I read through the message from Warren I poured from the whiskey bottle beside the sofa on glass and sipped from it.The only thoughts that clouded my mind were the ways I tried devising to make Elysia my slave forever. I am going to dominate her.Suddenly my phone beeped, and when I gazed at it, it was a text from Lucius."Jake and Hector seem to have gotten no information from Elysia. From the information I got, I can tell Elysia was clueless, and Jake might have loved her. But their meeting was indeed planned by Hector, and it seems like they fell apart awhen Jake fell in love with Elysia."I could feel my thumbs slowly tighten around my phone. My teeth gritted as I couldn't help but envision Elysia with Jake.I thought it was mainly an affair, and she only used Jake because she yearned for freedom, but finding out that Elysia and Jake were
Elysia's PovThere was a pregnant silence between us, and for a moment, I felt as though I had bitten the lion's tail. His gaze narrowed further, unleashing his deep-rooted hatred for me. His grip on my arms tightened, making me moan in pain, but he cared less.Suddenly, there was a smirk on his face, a little mild, but it didn't fail to tell me he was enjoying every bit of my suffering. Every bone in my body despised him. The feeling of his breath on my skin made goosebumps appear all over my body as if a beast was holding me down. But that was what he was-a beast.Surprisingly, his grip around my arms loosen. When I fixed my gaze on him, stunned by his action, I caught the mockery in his eyes. This man is planning something devilish. I'm certain, and whatever it was, it was to make me suffer."I guess you’d be happy if we did it in your favorite hotel.” He muttered words that threw me in confusion. My brows crinkled as I watched him dressed up, and suddenly, he gripped my arms,
Damon Pov"Don't you dare try to look like you are some saint. Whore!"I turned the car's engine off just to hear my father shrieking at Elysia. I knew this was inevitable.Before I could leave the car, he struck Elysia on her face, and his fingers were visible on her cheeks."Father!" I yelled at him. "What? You brought this ungrateful bitch as a spouse, and now she has cost us a fortune." My father shrieked at Elysia again."Allow me to handle this. I will trace the accounts and fix this." I pleaded. I glanced at her; her head was lowered. Tears were dripping from her cheeks, and they dropped to the ground. I shouldn't pity her, but somehow, I couldn't stand there and watch my family humiliate her."You better fix this, and if I don't get my money back, she will pay for it. Even if I have to trade her organs, she will pay for the loss caused to this family. I never cared about how you treated my son, I let you be, but now you had to mess with my business. I will not forgive this a
Elysia's Pov."Five, four, three, two, and one."I took a deep breath after counting my fingers, gulping my saliva down my throat so hard that I felt the muscles of my bottleneck stiff. The hell! What just happened?My cheeks felt numb for a moment as I tried to reminisce about what had just happened. Why did my father-in-law feel the need to hit me?I kept asking myself if I would be able to come up with an answer when the only way was to question the man who had just struck my face with his old solid hands. Just then, my mother-in-law interrupted. Looking at her, I could tell she was pleased I got hit. She tried to hide it, but I could see the little smirk playing on her lips, but she likes to feign affection for me.I couldn't help but scoff, and instantly she glared at me but never yelled.She never yells when Damon is there."Then speak to your son and leave Elysia alone. Damon, walk your father inside. You boys can do your business while I take care of Elysia." She dismissed