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Chapter 19
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Once Upon A Princess Chapter 20
Lisa's POV Curtis hauls me by my upper arm into a dark room at the ground floor of an apartment building, silent but for the steady hum of a refrigerator, and dumps me into a leather sofa that squelches as I sink into it. He flips a switch, and the room is suddenly illuminated. I lift a hand to shield my eyes from the momentary flash. "Believe me Lisa, I don't want to hurt you." Curtis stalks around to the camera resting on a tripod stand in front of me, his large form nearly taking up all the space in the tiny living room. He fiddles with the digital camera. "As long as you cooperate, you won't even have to spend the night here." I swallow, and observe the austere decor of the room. This place is empty, save for the sofa I'm sitting on, a center table, the camera, and a chair that has apparently seen better days against the wall behind Curtis, just by the side of the single, closed blinders in the room. "What do you want from me?" "Oh. Nothing challenging,
Once Upon A Princess Chapter 21
Lisa's POV Five Months Later"We're here." Damien kills the engine of his rented Prius at a parking spot before the Miami police department. "Yeah." I pat down Willow's hair at the backseat and stare at the building. Selena's being detained somewhere within these walls, recently taken into custody for the murder of Garth Whitehorse. A fifty thousand dollar payment was traced from Selena's to a hotel employee's bank account, who confessed to poisoning the food she took up to Garth and Mom's suite on the former's command. "You know I still can't believe it." Damien says from behind the steering wheel. "Even after that scene Becca caused at their wedding, I still couldn't." "Me too." Willow purrs, busy with a pretty plastic doll Damien got her from a store on our way here. Pain, raw and palpable, clutches my heart at the thought Selena was just as plastic with me all this while. "I don't even know what to feel about Wade." "You should go in. I'll watch Wi
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Lisa's POV The massive condo building is all luxurious concrete and sleek glass structure, but what claims the breath in my lungs is the colossal, gleaming windows with the ocean view that gives the living room an airy sense of freedom. Tall, potted plants nestle in sleek pots, their green leaves popping against white walls like occasional pools of crystal water in a dreamy vast oasis. The living room is wide and open like the Miami breeze. This much light can very well cure twenty people's seasonal depression. I feel my own mood begin to brighten. "I had a feeling you'd like it." Smug as the cat that got the cream, Damien stands by the door with Willow asleep in his arms. "Wow. You have a nice place. Really beautiful." "Newly rented, barely been lived in, but yeah, thank you." I flop down on a tan leather sofa that's angled towards the window. "You used a designer?" "Guilty." He wanders down a hall, but retraces his steps and peeks around the
Once Upon A Princess Chapter 23
Damien's POV I wrench the door open to find Dad's large frame filling up my doorway with the most exasperated frown I've ever seen on him since I dropped out of med school. "Hey Dad." He stalks in like my apartment is just another extension of his house, and halts in the middle of my living room to take in the decor. I imagine him scanning the room for even a promise of architectural failure, as he has learned to associate my name with everything unsuccessful. "How'd you know I rented a condo out here?" I try to find out. "That is barely the issue," he huffs, fingers flexing around his briefcase. His gaze alights on the couch indented with a proof of passion. Lisa's lacy red bra is lying at the foot of the couch. Dad narrows his eyes. Bummer. "Is that a woman's underwear I see?" I stride over to pluck up the undergarment and hide it under a fuzzy gold throw pillow, alongside a grin. I contemplate a suitable punishment. "Technically. Come on Dad,
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Damien's POV The first time I met Lisa Armstrong, it was at a fancy Italian restaurant, two months before she became Mrs Reed. I was enchanted by her huge blue eyes, by the way they sparkled like polished ice from a frozen lake as she shook my hands. Enraptured too, by her radiant smile. A smile radiant enough to shame the largest star. A smile she directed adoringly at my brother, Keith. I am still enchanted, and very much enraptured by Lisa Armstrong Reed. I step into the living space in my parents' residence, cradling a bottle of Merlot in a brown paper bag. Aside from the grey leather couches, white walls, a flat screen telly and daffodils in a dainty china vase by the draperies fluttering in the breeze that adds a burst of color to the otherwise neutral decor, and a host of other pricey furniture I'd not bother to name, no other living creature is present. " Anyone home?" I holler. " Mom?" " Damien?" Came a reply slightly muted by distance. Mo
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Lisa's POV When Selena sent me an invite to her wedding, I jumped at the opportunity to leave Oakenville, even if it's for a few days, away from the pity and scrutiny of townspeople. I could use the break too, after an aggressive devotion to the affairs of my business, to burying myself in work and leaving no room for intrusive thoughts. Willow yawns, and from the crook of my arm she observes the environs where we stand in front of the airport, like a king surveying his land from the top of his castle. Her blond short twin tails bob along with her head, and I dig my teeth down my lower lip at this momento of her father. I did not know what to feel when I gazed down at his unrecognizable body that day in the morgue, an hour after he had been fished out from the wreck that used to be his prized Porsche. Yet after his funeral, I was an automaton whose very first sensation was relief. I shake my head in an attempt to banish the thoughts before I fish through my hand
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Lisa's POV Eyes the color of liquid honey instantly meet mine in a piercing gaze. For a few seconds, I am captivated by those eyes. By the chiselled cheekbones and sharp angles of his handsome face. By the pale gold hair I tried, but couldn't stop seeing in my dreams. I realize I'm ogling and stumble back, pressing a hand to my lips to hold back a gasp. Why does Damien Reed have to show here, of all places and of all times?! "Fancy meeting you here, Lisa. Why do you look like you've just seen a bogeyman?" His voice. Has it always been this growly and… sexy? Like yesterday, I part my lips to say something, anything, even a rebuttal, but my brain has disconnected. Seeing him again out of the blues had stirred the unwanted feelings I shoved under a lid since last year. "What are you doing here?" I finally find my tongue. "Me?" He jabs a finger to his sternum "I'm here to watch a couple tie the knot. And handle loose ends of my last business deal. What are you doi
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Damien's POV I am seated across a former high school classmate, Glenn, in a booth nearest to one of the expansive floor to ceiling windows in the grill bar a few blocks away from the hotel, where I can watch Miami hustle and bustle. Maybe it's not the finest place to close a deal, but I slam the enveloped documents down on the wooden tabletop regardless and slide them towards Glenn. The new property owner - or rather, his heir - divests the papers of their covering for his own perusal. He looks as pleased as I always am at the culmination of every deal. More deals mean more bucks afterall. " Now the paperwork is complete," I offer a hand. " Congratulations, to you and Mr Sanders." Amusement creases his features as he clasps my outstretched hand firmly. The billionaire banking magnate, Mr Sanders, had just acquired a beachfront holiday home, and it's no secret who actually owns the million dollar structure. "Thank you, Mr. Realtor," he muse
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