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Damien Masterson

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last update Last Updated: 2026-01-20 04:48:44

Nothing was making sense anymore—not since Billie hit her head.

Elaine and I were still at the clinic after Billie had wandered off on her own. I asked Elaine if she remembered the necklace incident. She said she wore it when she helped me in the mountains... and claimed Billie must have snatched it from her afterward.

Normally, I would've taken her word as gospel.

I always had.

But something about it felt off now.

When I was wounded in the mountains, it had been dark. I never saw clearly
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  • I Tried To Be A Good Girl, But My Past Won’t Stay Burried   Billie Woods

    I walked back into the shared room defeated. My pride had packed its bags and left me a few minutes ago. "Weren't you sleeping in another room? Why're you back so soon?" Damien asked, eyes glued to his book like he wasn't the reason my peace fled the empire. I narrowed my eyes. "Did a thief break into the bedchambers?! Why did all the other beds in the palace disappear?" I huffed. He barely reacted. "Maybe grandma did that." Of course. That crafty old matriarch. She wanted heirs — tiny soldiers crawling around soon. But I never thought she would be this tactically ruthless. I truly underestimated the political warfare of this dynasty. I had no choice. My soldiers... my reinforcements... my spare bedding... slain. I wrapped myself aggressively in the quilt and laid at the very edge of the bed, fortifying my border. There'd be no invasion tonight. "We've slept together before. Is doing that really necessary?" Damien asked. "Turn off the lanterns. I want to sleep now," I ordered.

  • I Tried To Be A Good Girl, But My Past Won’t Stay Burried   Billie Woods

    I watched carefully as Damien's mother fed Queen Mother the medicine crafted by the physician I found — the herbs we bought with Damien's ridiculous money-battling at that auction. The potion smelled bitter but held power; I could feel it. "After the queen mother drinks this medicine not only will it cure her illness but also extend her life quality." the doctor assured. Damien's mom let out a breath she'd been holding for days. "That's wonderful! Thank you doctor! You're the only one who has truly saved this family. Name any price." The physician shook her head immediately. "No need, Mrs Woods translated my medical book in exchange for treatments. This was our agreement. I'm not greedy." Oh. So she was impressed after all. As she should be. "I'll head back to the mountain now." "I'll escort you back," I said automatically. She held up a hand. "No need. This is the rest of the medicine I've made with the materials you've brought. It's life saving." She handed me a small sack

  • I Tried To Be A Good Girl, But My Past Won’t Stay Burried   Damien Masterson

    "Mr and Mrs Masterson, fancy meeting you here," Bosley said, smug as sin, his eyes lingering on Billie a moment too long. I felt Billie relax at my side. Her thoughts snapped: 'It's no coincidence. He's here to cause trouble along with Elaine.' Of course he was. "I heard your grandmother was sick. Shame there's some great items here tonight— I bet you'd want them a lot," Bosley said. "I'll make sure to snatch everything away." Billie crossed her arms, chin raised like she was about to declare war on him. "You think you can compete with my husband? How foolish. Compared to him you're just a firefly trying to outshine the moon." My brows rose. Am I that great in her eyes, huh? Damn my natural charm. She wasn't done. "You're barely worth mentioning," she hissed. "You—" Bosley sputtered. "You what? You're despicable," Billie snapped. "Back in the day I would have dragged you out and thrown you into an oven for punishment." Alice's eyes flew wide. Elaine quickly stepped forward

  • I Tried To Be A Good Girl, But My Past Won’t Stay Burried   Damien Masterson

    Holden and Mom hovered like skittish sparrows beside Grandma's bed. The room felt too small for all the noise—beeping monitors, sharp breaths, people holding their tempers like any attitude could be bad for us. "Can she really find that doctor?" Alice asked me as we waited for her. "It's been three hours already." "She can do anything," Holden insisted. Since when was he such a supporter? He'd better redirect his eyes. The door eased open. Elaine led in a nervous, smiling man—older, oily, the type who smelled like he might be homeless. "What are you doing here Elaine?" Alice huffed as Elrond walked into grandma's room followed by an older man. Elaine—too calm, too practiced—answered before I could. "I heard grandma was sick. This is doctor Moeller the elusive doctor who can cure anything. I think he can definitely help her out," she said. I raised a brow. "He can save my grandma?" "That's right, he's a descendent of famous doctors as well and has the medical skills. You can loo

  • I Tried To Be A Good Girl, But My Past Won’t Stay Burried   Billie Woods

    His Majesty and I were wandering the imperial garden— a sanctuary of moon-soaked jade tiles and night-blooming plum blossoms. The pale lantern light flickered against his black hair, softening the sharpness of his jaw. We strolled side by side, never touching, yet every inch between us felt charged. The cicadas sang, and the koi pond reflected us like a painting— two figures destined to cross paths, tangled in something delicate and terrifying. We had always been childhood friends. In the palace, that meant sword lessons, scrolls under willow trees, and stolen steamed buns in the kitchens when tutors weren't looking. But tonight felt different. His robes brushed mine—just barely—and the warmth lingered on my skin. He looked at me, truly looked, as though I were more precious than gold or jade or the throne itself. I wanted— so badly— to confess that I admired him beyond reason. That my heart had long chosen him, no matter the wars or duty waiting for me outside these walls. I pa

  • I Tried To Be A Good Girl, But My Past Won’t Stay Burried   Billie Woods

    "Is she still not answering her phone?" Damien asked, voice tight. "Still nothing," I said, listening to Alice's voicemail pick up again. If she wasn't answering by now, then she was already drugged. We needed to stop the incident from happening and erase any trail before gossip permanently tainted her. Holden jogged up, phone in hand. "Well, the tracking says she's at this hotel." So it had begun. "Guard the door, Holden. Don't let any reporters in!" Damien ordered. "Any idea where she is?" "Room 704," I said immediately. We sprinted through the lobby and straight into a metal doorway that opened into a tiny room. The doors slid shut like a magic trap. The elevator. Strange contraption—but fast, I'd grant that. It took us up seven floors in a blink. We burst out and ran down the hallway until we found the door. Damien patted his pockets, furious. "I don't have a key!" I stepped forward, grabbed the handle— and ripped it straight off the door. The metal screeched and flew

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