登入LEAH'S POV“Soph should be done by now” I cut in. Stopping Miss Isabella from twisting the story just because she is talking to Emily.Some people are just evil. And she is one of them. I have no idea what I could have done to her in my past life that she seems to keep antagonizing me.And everything related to me.Emily still doesn't get it. She kept asking why I didn't like her. Aside from the fact that she is the symbol of Damien's choice, I can't ignore the evidence that clearly states that she doesn't like me one bit.On several occasions she has called me secretly, flaunting her ring to my face. Emily keeps shutting me out saying I'm overreacting.Or I should bear with her that she is “my soon-to-be stepmom you have to be nice”I rolled my eyes at her horrible expression.Emily smiles awkwardly, jumping down the ladder. She almost lost her balance and her “soon-to-be stepmom” stood there looking.“Careful..” I murmured breathlessly.“Your birthday celebration is in a few days so
DAMIEN POV “Where are we going now, boss?” Marcus asked, as soon as he entered the passenger seat. I had to insist that he doesn't drive so his hands can heal better.“Whitehead street… I need to say hello to the new sheriff”The driver nods and starts the engine. I pulled out the folder I was sent this morning. It was named Brief.Marcus said there was nothing much about the new findings but even the tiniest details go a long way.I started to flip through the pages. The first few were routine. Movement logs and timestamps. Nothing out of the blue, it was mostly around Fountainbleau.Then it got to Isabella's section. Marcus flagged it in a small red tab. It usually represents important or unique findings.I paused, paying attention to what was written in it.A call log was pulled from the tower nearest to her apartment. It is a single outgoing call. It was traced to a burner phone. That's definitely strange. She is definitely hiding something related to that call.The call was outg
DAMIEN POV“Baby” My beautiful wife called, adjusting four-year-old Emily’s uniform.“Are you sure you will come back earlier this time?” She asked, her pretty face scrunched up, with worries etched on her forehead.I pulled her closer, kissing her forehead, exactly where the wrinkles were.“Stop frowning, it doesn't look good on you” I smiled, my hands sliding down to her waist. Gripping her tight.She swatted my hands away, feeling my manhood reaction against her stomach.“I am not doing anything” she murmured, stepping back. “I need to get Emily to school as soon as possible” I pouted, “ I know…. You don't care about me, you only care about your daughter” I feigned annoyance, turning away from her dramatically.She laughed, that sweet melodious laughter that made my heart skip a beat every single time.“You can say that all you want, I don't need to remind you that we went for hours at midnight” she picked up Emily's bag.Emily quietly stared up at me, with those big doe eyes. Her
DAMIEN POV“Instead of pushing her away, you should simply pull her closer and protect her and my granddaughter”She leaned back on the chair.“And for what it's worth, expose your relationship with her to Emily….” She paused “Emily should be able to protect her… after all, she is an advanced shooter and combat fighter” What!“What?” I snapped, What the hell is she talking about?“Emily isn't learning combat, she doesn't even like guns, I keep all of my weapons from her ”She huffed helplessly.“What is wrong with you, you used to be the eagle eye, sharp-witted and dangerous, now you are just… something I don't know”“Emily started learning self-defense when she was twelve and she isn't going to college because she told you she wants a gap year or wants to build rapport with the college environment…. But because she is training” she said calmly, like she wasn't dropping the biggest news I have ever heard.“Whether you like it or not she is not like Rose, she is a great actor to keep
DAMIEN POVThe car moved smoothly now, as if the chaos from minutes ago had been peeled from the world and replaced with silence.Nina sat opposite me, as if she owned the space between us. One leg crossed over the other, cane resting lightly against her knee. Her red lips were still set in that permanent expression of mockery—like she knew every secret in the room and was bored with them all.Well, that was the bitter truth. She knows me better than I know myself.Outside, the rain kept falling. And the car is moving at the utmost speed. I was staring continuously at her. Trying to figure out how she could pull over after one call from me. I really underestimate her instincts. I look away briefly. Trying to make her feel more comfortable. Although it was obvious I was staring, in reality, I knew she was examining me more than I was examining her.“You’re staring,” she said without looking up.“You just ambushed me on a highway,” I replied. “Forgive me if I’m trying to understand why
DAMIEN POVThe car swerved violently across the highway. Tossing me across the seat hitting my back on the car door.Marcus cursed under his breath, one hand gripping the steering wheel while the other pressed against his bleeding arm. The tires screeched against the asphalt as another bullet shattered the rear windshield.Glass exploded across my suit. But it didn't pierce.“Get down!” Marcus barked. I pulled open the compartment below the seat. It has been there for ages. It finally got useful today. I pulled the case out hurriedly assembling the rifle as the car hit its final momentum and stopped. The engine is still running.The black SUV behind us accelerated, headlights blinding through the broken glass. Two bikes appeared from the opposite lane, engines roaring like predators closing in for a kill. These are professionally organized. Not some random thugs preying on rich people. This one's here for a mission. To kill.I narrowed my eyes. Deluca never used bikes. Neither does m
DAMIEN POVI wake up to throbbing pain everywhere, my head feels like it's been split open, my chest burns with every breath and even my bones ache…I don't know where I am but I know it hurts.I force my eyes open. The room is dim, almost completely dark, except for a faint strip of light from some
LEAH'S POVWe both turn to the doctor standing in the doorway. Emily pulls away from me heading towards the doctor, she wipes her face with her sleeve,her hands are shaking."I'm Emily. That's my dad. Is he...is he okay?"The doctor walks towards her and takes her hand“Your father has a concussio
ETHAN POVEthan stands behind Emily at the doorway, eyes moving between me and the hallway where Damien disappeared.The matcha pooling on the old wood, seeping into the cracks, suddenly becomes interesting as I try to keep my head down, making sure I don't meet his eyes.Leah?"Emily's voice cuts
Leah POVI step back. The look in my eyes must be enough, because he stops cold.He searches my face for a long second, jaw clenched, then turns and storms out of the kitchen.The kitchen door swings shut behind him with a soft, final click.My legs give out and I collapse into the nearest chair,







