로그인Damon's POVAnger surged in my chest at what they were saying. “What do you mean nepotism?” I growled, fighting my anger. Raya was always the one with guts. She thought she could do anything she wanted because her husband was the vice president. She didn't know that at the mention of his name in the presidential house, he would lose his position first hand. She would then be humble and know how to speak to her boss. “Raya, Raya, Raya. How many times did I call you?” I called her. She shifted slightly in her seat. “Look at me. I am not to be messed with.”Aria nudged me slightly. “Damon–”“Sh. Aria.” I whispered to her. Then I faced Raya. The other board members had their heads down. They knew that Raya was in trouble.“Maybe you don't know sir, but what you are doing is actually nepotism. All the board members know that it's not a baseless accusation.”“Do they?” I asked out loud. When I looked at every one of them they looked away. They knew better than meddling. Raya was the scale
Aria's POVI sat across Damon still laying on the chair. I was looking at the city from the glass wall of my office. My phone chimed, I picked it up and there was a new message.An unknown number had sent it to me. I looked up at Damon. Then back at the screen. I opened it. Congratulations On Your New Position. We Should Meet Soon. -LC”I furrowed my brows as I stared at the message. “Who is LC?”My heart started drumming the more I stared at it. “What's that, Aria?” Damon asked me. I dropped my phone quickly.“Uhmm. Nothing.” I faced him smiling. “Should we start going now?”Damon raised a brow and placed his hand on the table caging me in. “Where are we going? I've brought you here, haven't I?”“Where did you bring me?” I looked around. “What do you mean by this? Aren't we going to the board meeting?”Damon gritted his teeth, and stepped aside, buttoning his shirt. “You're not coming, Aria.”I stood there, staring at him in shock. What was he saying? Why? The board members are calli
Damon's POVThe lounge was cool. Edward was doing quite well, I thought as I settled on the soft cushion. The bodyguard who came with me stood by me. My gaze was down at the tiled marble floor. I gritted my teeth and raised my head slowly to look everywhere.The lounge had cool lighting, blue, dim yet clear. There were a few chairs that were well spaced. Intricate paintings laced the walls. “What may I serve you, sir?” the aproned and well clothed waiter asked me.“Baron Romiro,” I muttered. “Do you have something chewy and spicy?”“Fried turkey,” he replied.“Give me a serving and take one to my girl making her hair in the saloon—add soft drink for her.”He nodded, bowed and left. I just looked around, smiling in admiration. Edward, my childhood friend whom I ran into a couple of days ago invited me to the salon. He made a special reservation which I paid for—the whole place was for us alone tonight.It nearly cost a fortune, but I was glad because I was just looking for the best pl
Aria's POVHe was too calm about everything. Way too calm. When I could see the trouble in Daniel's eyes before he left. “Damon, are you sure that all is good?” I asked him. “Isn't there trouble brewing?”His eyes flicked to me and became suddenly cold. “What do you mean? No one questions me there. First it's my company and I have the largest shares hence the highest say.”I paused, staring at the confident look on his face. I didn't know if he was putting it on because of me or if it was real.“Damon. Be serious and tell me if there's trouble.”He heaved another sigh. “Let me be the one to worry about that if there is.” He stood up and came to me. “I have something for you. Come see.” He took my hand and led me to the wardrobe, made me sit on the chair and then he pulled out a box from the wardrobe.He placed it on the table in front of me. “From today, your style changes. From your hair style, clothes style, even to your fragrance, it has to scream Co-CEO, no more secretary.”What
Damon's POV My hand balled into a fist as I heard Victor yelling at Aria on the phone. My nerves caught on fire and I struggled to listen to what he was saying. How dare he speak to Aria like that? My Liana? I was sure that he wasn't even her biological father and he just wanted to exude fake rights over her. Besides, he just disowned her last night on Live Television. Damn that old fool. “You're ruining our family reputation, Aria. Come home. They say you are now dating an older man just to gain fame—fake fame.” I'd had enough. Before Aria would respond. I reached forward and grabbed the phone from her. “Hey,” I growled. He went mute. I could notice the change of his breathing pattern as he heard my voice. “Who—who is this? Aria?!!” He called out. “Shut up!” I thundered at him and he went mute. I could literally see his knees going weak and shaking at this point. “If you know what's better for you and your fake reputation built by state debts, you stay away from Aria. Else I'
Aria's POVThe night was short, I woke up to the scent of toasts. I sat up, yawning as I looked around the room. My eyes caught Damon, at the far end making the table.“Babe,” I called and shifted my legs. It hurt slightly from the activity of last night.He faced me and smiled. “You're up. Did I disturb you?” he asked, holding up the spoon and plate, asking if it was the cause. I shook my head and smacked my lips.“That didn't wake me up. But the sweet aroma did,” I replied with a chuckle.He smirked and went back to what he was doing. Then he dropped the jug of hot coffee in its place, he walked up to me and held my hand.“Come have breakfast.” I smiled and followed him. “See what I made.”I opened the plate he had covered pretending that I didn't know what was there to begin with. I knew it was toast and tea. But when I saw it, my eyes grew wide as though I was surprised.“Did you make this yourself?” I asked him. He nodded and licked his lips.He ran his hand through his hair as







