MasukIs Damian making the right decision???
B I A N C ADamian and I attended dinner at his sister's house a few days later. She had no idea about Elijah's return to our lives. Ian immediately went to go play with her kids upstairs.Their youngest sister, Camilla and Angela’s husband was also there.Angela was flitting between the kitchen and the dining room. She set down a platter of roasted vegetables, a wide smile on her face."I'm so glad you two could make it," she said, her voice overly bright. "It feels like ages since we've all gotten together like this.""It's good to be here," Damian said, but his smile didn't reach his eyes. He was watching her, a subtle intensity in his gaze that made me nervous.I could see the question hanging in the air between them, an unspoken accusation that only he knew the full weight of. I tried to act normal, to engage in small talk with Camilla, but it was only a matter of time before the cat’s out of the bag.Angela sat down at the head of the table, pouring wine into our glasses. "So, Da
B I A N C AMy life has had a lot of plot twist to last me a lifetime. But this… this was something else entirely.My husband had a brother. A twin. A secret twin who had just waltzed into our home and was now threatening to take everything from us.I looked at Damian, my heart aching for him. I could see the turmoil in his eyes, the confusion and the anger. He was trying to process it all, just like I was. But he was also trying to protect us, to be the strong capable man he always was.I looked at Elijah. He was the spitting image of Damian, but there was a darkness in him that was all his own. A cruelty that I had never seen in Damian, not even at his worst.Elijah took another step towards me, and I could feel the fear rising in my chest. I was trapped on the bed, with Ian between us. My son. My sweet, innocent son who was now caught in the middle of this nightmare."Don't come any closer," I said, my voice trembling but firm. I pulled Ian closer to me, my arms wrapping around him
B I A N C AThe doorbell again after Chloe left. We had tried to analyse why Damian had pictures of Ian and I at our various activities, and had finally concluded that he was probably having us watched for our safety. And he trashed them because he knew I’d cause a fit if I found out that he was having us followed.So when the bell rang twice in a row, I was sure that it was Damian who had forgotten his keys. I ran down the stairs, my heart pounding.I opened the door, a smile on my face."Did you forget your key—" I stopped, my smile fading.It was indeed Damian.But he was wearing a different clothing from the one he left in, and was wearing a deep scowl on his face. It was an expression so out of place on him that I felt a jolt of pure ice water in my veins."Bianca," he said and his voice was wrong. It was Damian's but flatter, colder and stripped of all the warmth and love that usually colored it when he said my name.I took a half step back, my hand tightening on the doorknob.
D A M I A NI ran to my car and my hands were shaking as I gripped the steering wheel. I had to get home. Now.My mind was racing a million miles a minute as I drove through the city streets. He was watching them. He was watching her. And I wasn't there.I slammed on the brakes in the driveway, almost hitting a planter by the front door. I fumbled with my keys, my hands clumsy with adrenaline.The house was quiet when I burst through the front door."Bianca?" I yelled."In here," she called from the living room.I found her on the couch, curled up with a book. She looked up, her eyes wide with surprise."Damian? What's wrong? You're supposed to be in a meeting."I couldn't speak. I just stood there, my chest heaving, my eyes scanning the room as if I expected to find him hiding behind the curtains."Damian, you're scaring me," she said, getting up from the couch.I finally found my voice, but it was rough, strained. "Where's Ian?""He's asleep," she said, her hands on my arms. "He had
D A M I A NIt’s been a few days since I last heard from Leo. But I knew he was working on it. He was one of the best, and he wouldn't rest until he had answers.I stood in front of the full length mirror in our walk in closet, studying my own reflection. The sharp jawline, the brow that my mother always said was too serious. Was it possible? A long lost relative? A doppelgänger sent to torment us? The idea was absurd, a bad plot twist. And if the person were truly my relative, why go for Bianca if they had a problem with me? There were a thousand ways to get to me, to get my attention. Why start with her?I pulled on my suit jacket, my movements automatic. It was just another day, another board meeting, another round of managing an empire that felt suddenly insignificant. None of it mattered if my family wasn't safe."You've been quiet," Bianca said, her voice soft behind me. She stood in the doorway of the closet, her arms crossed over her chest. "More than usual.""Just thinking,"
D A M I A NIt’s been six years of loving the same woman. And I still couldn't believe she was mine.The morning light filtered through the blinds, painting stripes across our bedroom floor. Bianca was still asleep, her dark hair fanned out across the pillow, her breathing soft and even. I watched her, my chest tightening with love.She was everything to me. My partner, my best friend, the mother of my child. And I would do anything to protect her. And someone was trying to take that away from us.The text message from the previous night played on my mind. Who would do such a thing? And why? If it wasn’t Lucas, then who? It was obvious that this person wanted me to know about them.They were sending a message.I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake her. I needed some air.I walked out onto the balcony, the cool morning air giving me a slight relief. The city was already awake, the sounds of traffic and sirens filling the silence.I took out my phone, my fingers scrolling through my
B I A N C A"You can't do that!" Hammington spluttered, his face turning a deep shade of crimson."I can," I said, my voice dangerously quiet. "I am the CEO. This is my company. And I will not tolerate insubordination. Now get out."I held his gaze, my expression unreadable. He was the first to loo
B I A N C ALucas looked dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard. The entire store went quiet. Natalia's jaw was on the floor.For a beat, no one said anything.Then, Lucas let out a laugh. A loud mocking laugh that echoed in the store. "Your fiancé?" he sputtered. "Bianca, wh
B I A N C AI arrived at the jeweler’s store the next day and the moment I set my eyes on the wedding ring, I was surprised. It was the most beautiful ring I’ve ever set my eyes on.It was a marquise diamond ring. The diamond was huge and sparkling. It was set on a platinum band with smaller diamon
B I A N C ANatalia’s face was red. The smug expression she usually wore, the one that said she owned the world, was gone. All that was left was pure, unadulterated humiliation."I-I can explain," she stammered, tears welling in her eyes. "Lucas, it's not what it looks like."But Lucas wasn't looki







