Mag-log inDamon walked upstairs, his body drenched in blood, the stench of smoke, sweat, and iron clinging to him like a second skin. The sight was something out of a demonic exorcism, a nightmare dragged into reality. His presence alone made everyone in the room stiffen; throats tightened, gulps echoed in the silence.His eyes scanned the room, sharp and restless, searching for Michael or his children. Not finding them there gave him a fleeting breath of relief.As Damon tried to walk towards his room, Ryan spoke, stopping him in his tracks. His voice broke the silence, venomous and bitter.“If you’re looking for that thankless bitch, she ran away when she couldn’t face the bitter truth.”But Damon’s furious glare cut him down instantly. Ryan’s tone faltered, his bravado crumbling into a mumbled apology.“Lii is downstairs. Talking with Rob,” Damon said flatly, his voice carrying the weight of exhaustion and menace.Alex scoffed, his words dripping with mockery.“Is he even alive to talk?”Eva
Davina gave him a moment to compose himself, then asked the question that haunted her.“Where is she?”Rob snorted, even in his broken state, smugness dripping from his voice.“Who?”His eyes flicked to his bandaged stumps where his fingers had been, his jaw clenched.“Your precious little daughter? Or Anna? I genuinely hope she dies.”Davina’s stomach twisted.Rob sneered.“Come on, Davi. This isn’t about you. It’s about him. He loves her, so I want her gone. You can have more kids. We don't need little demons walking on the surface of earth who carry his blood in them."Davina gulped at his words, but he spoke unbothered by how they affected her."Look what he did to me… to you. He destroyed both of us. I genuinely liked you. I only wanted to scare you off, make sure you stayed away from him. But…”Davina’s voice cracked, desperation spilling out.“Rob, please… my daughter’s just a baby. Spare her life. I’ll help you escape. I’ll give you money, a new life. Just tell me where she is
Davina stood at the threshold, her body trembling, her breath shallow. For a long moment she could not move, terrified that if she stepped inside, her knees would buckle and she would collapse. She forced herself to steady, whispering silently,I won’t tremble. I won’t faint. I can’t afford to.When she was sure her legs would carry her, she pushed the heavy iron door open.The dungeon stretched wide in both directions, a cavernous space that seemed endless. The air was damp, thick with the stench of smoke and chemicals. In the centre stood a punching bag, surrounded by training equipment, racks of guns, daggers, and devices she couldn’t even name. The sight made her stomach churn.She hesitated, unsure which way to go. The cell where she had once been kept felt like a ghost memory, impossible to place. She closed her eyes, followed her instincts, and turned left.After a few steps, faint screaming reached her ears. Her heart lurched. She quickened her pace, the sound growing louder u
Alex had barely finished when Ryan’s voice exploded, startling everyone. His fury was so intense it seemed to shake the walls.“Alex, just leave it, theres no point in explaining everything to her. She’s so selfish — all she can see is her own suffering, what she went through, how she was the only victim. She has no clue what happened after she faked her death. We thought we lost him completely! Shefali, do you even know what he became? The man who was once a fierce fighter threw himself into underground matches just to get beaten bloody. He found sick pleasure in pain, in reaching the brink of death. He became a drug addict, an alcoholic. We lost count of the overdoses, the crashes from drunken driving. He was banned from boxing — banned! — because of the toxins in his blood. In professional boxing, drug use is illegal, and the tests showed he was drowning himself in it. There isn’t a part of his body he didn’t injure. He thrived only by torturing himself, by hurting himself. And eve
Damon chuckled, making Davina’s glare sharpen.“Baby, you’re not the Grim Reaper… you don’t have a single bone in you to take someone’s life.”Davina snapped back, her voice cold and biting.“Try me, Damon. Maybe I’ll start with you… and then your beloved sweetheart.”Damon’s tone hardened, his words deliberate.“Taking a life isn’t as easy as you think. It takes a piece of you along with it. And I would never let that kind of darkness consume you or our kids. Now… are you going to stay here, or do you want to come to Knight Mansion? The boys are freaking out. Eva just texted me — Nic is already there trying to comfort them, but they need us. Especially you, Lii. Take the key and drive us to Knight Mansion.”Davina stood still for a moment, torn. She didn’t want to go to Knight Mansion, but she had no choice. Her boys needed her, and deep down she knew only Damon had the reach — both legal and illegal — to find her baby.The drive was silent. Damon’s hand rested on her thigh, his way
The air in the room tasted like dust and deferred misery.Once Damon was certain Davina had calmed enough to breathe without collapsing, he began making calls. His voice was clipped, commanding, every syllable carrying the weight of urgency. Alex quickly left the penthouse, Jacob trailing behind him as per Damon’s instructions.Davina sat frozen, her body trembling, her eyes wide and unblinking. Though shattered, she was hyper‑aware, watching every movement in the room, every gesture, every breath. Trust — that fragile thread between two souls — had long been severed for her.She couldn’t trust anyone.Not Damon.Not Mike.Not Jacob.Not after everything she had endured.Her paranoia clawed at her chest.What if it was Damon? What if it was Mike? Maybe even Jacob?The thought consumed her, and she pulled at her hair, her fear spiraling into madness.Damon noticed her gaze, sharp and accusing. He stepped closer, his voice low but firm.“Baby, stop looking at me like that. It’s not me
Shaking off the unease, Davina reached for the envelope, her fingers trembling as she prepared to tear it open. Just then, her phone buzzed. An unknown number flashed across the screen. She ignored it, letting it ring out.It rang again. And again. On the third time, her nerves frayed, she snatched
The marble halls of the Knight Mansion echoed with the faint squeak of wheels as Damon was moved slowly toward his room, his figure slouched in the wheelchair yet radiating authority. The nurse pushed him forward, her steps cautious, while Alex trailed behind, his voice edged with concern.“D… are
Naina’s voice was steady, but her words landed like a thunderclap.“Eva and Ryan… they have a son. A seven‑year‑old boy. So now you know why she left you, why she never stood for you.”Davina froze, her breath catching in her throat. Shock was too small a word for what she felt. Her heart slammed a
The morning light filtered softly through the curtains, painting the room in muted gold. Davina lay sound asleep, her breathing steady, her face finally free of the tension that had haunted her through the night. After hours of pouring out her pain, her vulnerabilities, and the trauma she had carri







