LOGINAlex’s heart thundered in his chest as he sped through the city, the car slicing through traffic like a blade. His knuckles whitened against the steering wheel, his breath shallow, his mind screaming at him to go faster.Every second felt like a lifetime. Behind him, Damon lay sprawled across the seat, his body drenched in blood, his breaths shallow, his skin ghostly pale. Davina clung to him, her clothes soaked crimson, her tears falling like rain. Inara whimpered softly, her tiny voice trembling, her wide eyes locked on her father’s fading face.Jacob had stayed behind, forced to deal with the aftermath — clearing bodies, coordinating teams, ensuring no trace of the massacre remained.But Alex’s focus was singular: get Damon to Trinity Hospital. He broke every traffic rule, weaving through cars, the siren of his own heartbeat louder than the horns around him. Fifteen minutes felt like eternity.Trinity Hospital loomed ahead — the Knight Group’s pride, Damon’s own empire. Yet tonight
By the time Davina attempted her fifth cut, Damon couldn’t bear it anymore. Blood poured from her wounds, her body trembling, her face deathly pale. His heart clenched, his fury trembled, but his soul shattered at the sight of her suffering.Inara’s wide eyes locked on her mother. For a child, watching her mother bleed so profusely was unbearable. Her tiny voice rose into a piercing wail, loud enough to shake the room, loud enough to annoy Annaida.The child thrashed violently in Annaida’s arms, her small nails scratching against Annaida’s skin, deepening the cut on her own neck. But that thrash — that desperate struggle — created the opening Jacob and Alex had been waiting for.Jacob’s gun cracked, the bullet tearing into the back of Annaida’s right knee. She screamed, her body buckling, forced to bend. In the same breath, Alex’s dart flew, striking her shoulder, while hoping the sedative would already be coursing through her veins they walked towards her.Damon seized the moment. Hi
Annaida’s move was reckless — the desperation of a woman who had lost everything. Her madness drove her forward, her scream raw and guttural as she charged at Davina, her eyes wild with obsession. She lunged, aiming to shove Davina and Inara over the railing, to end them in one final act of twisted triumph.But Davina was quick. She slid away, her body fueled by instinct and terror. At that exact moment, Damon’s dagger flew through the air, spinning like a streak of vengeance. It pierced Annaida’s lower back, sinking deep. Her scream tore through the chaos, shrill and agonized.Yet even wounded, Annaida lashed out. Her boot slammed into Davina’s calf — the same leg already bleeding — and Davina staggered, pain shooting through her body. In that split second, Annaida snatched Inara from her arms.It all happened too fast. Damon’s chest heaved, Davina’s eyes widened, both frozen in horror.Annaida ripped the dagger from her back, blood dripping down her spine, and pressed the blade agai
The Davina who feared, who trembled, who prayed for mercy — was gone.In her place rose a woman forged in agony, burning with vengeance. Her heartbreak transformed into fury, her sorrow into hatred. Every tear she had shed, every scream she had swallowed, every humiliation she had endured — all of it coalesced into a single, unbreakable resolve.She lifted her head, her eyes blazing. Her eyes locked on Damon standing afar, hidden in the shadows, his body taut, his fists clenched, his eyes locked on her. She knew he had heard it all.Every confession.Every crime.Every monstrous truth Annaida had vomited into the air.Their gazes met for a fleeting second. Damon’s eyes were wide, his face pale, his chest heaving. Shock rippled through him. His grandfather was poisoned. The woman he loved was taken from him, her parents were murdered, and he was blamed for it. His children were nearly slaughtered. Every thread of his life twisted, knotted, and strangled by Annaida’s madness.Davina’s li
Annaida’s voice broke into a scream, her body trembling with rage, every syllable spat like poison.“Damon got attached to your little bastards, especially her, in such a short period of time, it made me sick. I thought it would finally be over when Nic came to take those bastards back. But no — as if the universe itself mocked me, I learned you had no idea about Nic and Willy’s relationship. That was perfect for me. I twisted it. I encouraged Nic to marry you when he stood there, pathetic, telling all of us how much he adored you, how much he loved you. I wanted you chained to him, far away from Damon, so you’d never crawl back into his life again. And while Nic worshipped you, Rob gutted your company from the inside, robbed you blind, and I made every move to end you. Still, you survived. Every damn time.”She clicked her tongue, mockery dripping from her lips.“When Nic announced your engagement, when you both planned to marry after your precious project, I thought, good riddance.
Damon’s blood boiled; he couldn't believe his ears. His grandfather’s conditions, Annaida’s manipulations during those days — all of it was surfacing now, spilling from her lips like poison. His jaw locked, his teeth grinding. Alex’s grip tightened on his arm, restraining him, whispering urgently.“Not yet, D. If you move now, you will blow our cover..... the element of surprise to attack. Hold it together. Wait for Jacob's signal”Damon’s eyes were fire. His soul was a storm.Every confession Annaida spat was a dagger, but deep down, he knew Davina deserved to hear it all — the truth about her parents, the truth about the years of manipulation. Maybe, just maybe, if she heard it from Annaida’s own lips, she would understand that he had been deceived, that he had never intended to hurt her.Annaida’s voice rose, jagged and venomous, her madness spilling into every word.“You would be surprised how easy it is to convince or buy people if you have money, power and fame. You know, I paid
The hospital corridor smelled faintly of antiseptic and tension. Nic strode in, his voice already tight with worry.“D… how’s Ryan coping? I saw the scandal. Who the hell have you messed with now? First Ryan, then you, and Ana… and how’s Ana? Did she wake up?” Nic fired the questions in quick succe
Davina wiped her tears, her voice trembling as she relived the memory. The scene of Jacob’s death replayed in her mind like a curse she could never escape. Her chest tightened, her breath shallow.“I wish it had ended there,” she whispered, her words breaking.“But no… Damon dragged my unconscious
PASTShefali's POV:I thought that was it.All I saw was darkness. Unlike the last time, there was no light, no comforting flashbacks, no fragments of memory to cling to. Just numbness. Then pain. Then numbness again.I felt bad for my baby — my baby who would never see the world. Maybe that was fo
As Davina proudly glanced at the crimson carpet stretched like a river of fire beneath the chandeliers, every inch of it alive with flashes, voices, and whispers. She stepped forward, her velvet gown clinging to her form like armour forged in silk. The slit revealed the strength of her leg, the tra







