INICIAR SESIÓNDAMIEN POVSince the moment I told Emily that Leah wasn't invited, I couldn't knock off the feeling that she would be disappointed. I kept tossing and turning, I guess that's how it will be throughout the night.I'm fucking anxious about her reaction when she gets to know I'm engaged to someone she once caught us in an intimate position with and I told her not to worry about. And the worst of it is that I still want to be fucking her.Knowing how she is she might not react immediately and that's even worse than cussing me out.I picked up my phone and managed to walk to the window. I tried calling her number but it wasn't reachable. Of course, I have been blocked.I called Emily, but she also didn't pick up. Then I called again.Then she picked up.“Dad?” Her sleepy voice came through. “Sorry baby… I didn't mean to wake you… I just want to tell you Leah is invited, I think her number is switched off. I can't call to tell her myself” I said all in one breath.“What!?...” She asked “Y
LEAH'S POV Saying I'm moved to tears is an understatement because I'm literally bawling my eyes out. One because everything seems like an illusion of people, two because Victor might be back, and three because my mom, sorry I mean Vivvenne is looking like an angel. This is not even an exaggeration.I have always known my mom to be a sophisticated, elegant, and quiet woman. But today the dress she picked or the dress they both picked was the opposite of my initial image of my mom.The dress is midnight blue. The kind of blue that looks almost black in dim light but catches gold when it moves. It was Floor length with a subtle slit on one side that shows just enough, well maybe a lot of legs, and damn those legs are sexy as hell.The fabric is silk charmeuse, draped at the neckline in a way that looks effortless but took someone a long time to cut correctly, from the neckline alone you can tell the dress cost a fortune. No heavy embellishment. Just clean lines and the way it falls — li
LEAH'S POV Knock! Knock!I tapped on Sophie's door gently. No response.I tapped gently. Again. Still no response. Then I pushed the door and walked in. I could hear her in the shower, singing at the top of her voice. I couldn't help smiling. I love a peaceful and happy family. I sat on the bed. Waiting for her to finish. I took that moment to admire her room.I love the details of her room. Purple girlies will go the extra length to look purple. Her room is beautiful. I'm jealous. But I don't think I would trade my neutral-colored room for a purple, bubbly room. Her bed was neatly made. And her clothes were nowhere in view. She is just as meticulous as Mom. In which I'm the exact opposite of that. The only thing out of place was her books, on the reading desk. And her phone that lights up beside it.Aside from that, everything was almost perfect. This was the exact opposite of me. My reading area is neatly arranged, but my clothes are nowhere near it.I love my smutty books in ord
LEAH'S POV “Go Emily you can do it” my mum yells from the other side of the pool. Sometimes I really wonder if I am her daughter or if Emily is.Our new apartment is the true definition of a status boost. The penthouse wasn't really like Emily's but it has a bigger pool. I guessed it was my mum's personal preference. Mom's new boyfriend does know how to make Mom happy.Since the moment of the birthday surprise till present, she has been nothing but happy. She has a dinner date tonight. We promised to dress her up if she coordinated our swimming competition.She agreed reluctantly and here she is. Supporting everyone but Sophie. I can't blame her Sophie is a pro at swimming while Emily is worse at it. The praise was more mocking than praising.After about 20 minutes of splashing and screaming, we decided to end the girls' night with a life-changing makeover. Just like Ethan, Elric sent a dress over. Red sexy gown. If I were to wear that in Damien's presence, we would fuck me before we
DAMIEN POV I wanted to meet with Leah at work first but I couldn't ignore the aching sensation in my ribs.I drove straight to the hospital. I need to get it checked. And maybe see Vivvenne and discuss with her there.I pulled up in the parking lot, and I staggered out of the car, holding my chest as it's getting worse every minute.I tried to find my way inside, my vision was getting slightly blurry, then I knew something was wrong, I knew I might not get out of it today. I picked up my phone to message Emily, I can't leave her worried, I have to tell her I'm on an urgent business trip. I told her not to worry about me tonight and she should take care of herself.On my way inside, at the entrance, I saw an oddly familiar figure. I mean figures. I recognize the woman as Vivienne, but the man's face?I couldn't.“Sir are you okay?” I was forced to look away from guessing the man's identity. I had to look for help first.“No” I shook my head, holding the door entrance. My limbs were lo
“DAMIEN!” Isabella's shriek jolted me back to reality.“What! Isabella! Why are you shouting my name!” I yelled back. Why was she calling me when she was at the very tip of my doom?I was still solving the case with Deluca and he popped up. Through her.Wait.Was he the one who slashed my car's tyre?Oh God.That can only be him. I can't deny the fact that he is the only man I'm scared of in the whole of Miami. He is literally a walking dead man. What can I do at this point? Who am I to deal with next?“Have you met him?.... EC?” I asked, trying to keep my emotions in check. I can't let Isabella smell or see the extent of my fear.“Calm down baby. I don't know why you are this flushed because I mentioned his name, but I know of a way to make you look stronger to your opponent” she said, swirling the cup in her hand with a mysterious glint in her eyes. Exactly what I love hearing from her. She always has a nice temporary solution.“We have to get married” she dropped the bomb. I star
Damien POV Isabella tilts her head, that coy smile curving her lips as the ocean breeze tugs at her loose hair. “Come on, let’s go sit down properly. Standing here like this is no way to talk,” she says I shake my head. “No, Isabella. Tell me right here.”She completely ignores me and begins to t
DAMIEN POVI stare at her across the table. The grilled octopus is suddenly forgotten.Isabella stands there in a simple black dress that hugs her figure the way it always did. Her hair loose over one shoulder with that same knowing smile I haven't seen in years. The woman who once knew every dirt
DAMIEN POVThe Commissioner's voice is calm and professional on the line, but I could tell she wasn't one to be trifled with. “Mr. Cross, I’m available tomorrow at 10 a.m. in my office at the Florida Gaming Control Commission headquarters in Tallahassee. I don't want to see any lawyers, and please
UNKNOWN POVUnder the harsh white glare of the floodlights, the private jet waits on the Miami Executive Airport tarmac.The humid night air is filled with a steady, low rumble as the engines idle. With his jacket slung carelessly over one shoulder, Damien Cross rushes across the asphalt in his rum







