Damian’s POVI stepped into the mansion, tugging at my tie, I was desperate for relief but the tension in my chest refused to ease. The boardroom replayed in my mind on an endless loop, faces filled with doubt, voices whispering about my wife and my unborn child and the worst part was that I didn’t even have a defenseBecause I didn’t know the full truth myself.I pushed open the bedroom door.She was there, standing by the window again, her arms wrapped tightly around her body. Her head turned slowly, eyes swollen and her cheeks wet. She looked so small, so broken.“Damian,” she whispered, voice trembling.Something twisted in me at the sound but I crushed it. I couldn’t afford softness now.I closed the door behind me. My footsteps were deliberate as I walked further inside. I stopped only a few feet away from her.“Tell me,” I said. My voice was sharp, colder than I intended. “Who was Adrian to you?”Her eyes widened, her lips parted but no words came, only a tear sliding down her
Lena’s POVThe house was too quiet and yet, it wasn’t.Everywhere I walked, I felt eyes on me. The maids who used to smile at me, now only glanced away quickly, whispering behind closed doors. Even Mrs. Lee, the housekeeper who had always been kind, seemed unsure what to say when she brought me tea.I didn’t need to ask why.The news was everywhere.Damian’s name, my name and Adrian’s name. Splashed across every headline, flashing on every channel. Pictures of me standing frozen at the gala, Adrian reaching for me and Damian glaring like he could kill someone.It made me sick just thinking about it.I turned the TV off but the silence was worse.I pressed my hands against my stomach, feeling the small curve that had begun to show. A baby bump. Damian had touched it once, carefully, like it was something precious. Now… I didn’t know what he thought anymore“Don’t worry, little one,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “I’ll protect you. Even if no one else believes me, I’ll protect you.”B
Damian’s POVThe first thing I heard when I woke was my phone buzzing nonstop on the nightstand.I groaned, dragging a hand down my face. The clock read 6:12 a.m. I had barely slept, my head was still pounding from the night before, from Lena’s sobs, from the words I had spit at her in anger.But the phone didn’t stop.I reached for it and saw my uncle’s name flashing across the screen.“Uncle,” I muttered into the receiver, my voice gravelly.“You need to get dressed,” he said briskly. “The board is waiting.”I blinked. “The board?”“Yes. An emergency meeting, I called it this morning. Considering last night’s spectacle, it couldn’t wait.”I sat up straight, my chest tightening. “You called a meeting without me?”“It had to be done,” he said smoothly. “Half the city saw your wife being called out by another man. The papers are tearing you apart, investors are already calling me. This isn’t just about you, Damian, it’s also about the company. Get to the tower. Now.”The line went dead
Damian’s POVThe door to the mansion slammed behind me, the sound echoing through the empty halls.I didn’t stop, I couldn’t. My steps were fast and heavy, each one was driven by the anger boiling in my chest. I headed straight to my study, the only place where I could breathe, where I could let the storm inside me out without anyone seeing.The moment the door was shut, I yanked my tie loose and threw it on the desk. My hands shook as I reached for the decanter. The glass clinked loudly, the amber liquid spilling over the rim as I poured it too fast and too rough. I didn’t care.I raised the glass and swallowed in one go. The burn scorched my throat but it was nothing compared to the burn inside me.Her tears.Her sobbing.The images kept replaying in my head, like a cruel film I couldn’t turn off.I clenched my fist until my knuckles turned white. Why hadn’t she just told me the truth? Why couldn’t she look at me, steady and say the words?Instead, she cried, she begged me but the c
Lena’s POV“That child…” His voice was cold and cruel. “Is it even mine?”The sob tore out of me before I could stop it. My whole body shook as I cried, shaking my head so hard it hurt. Tears streamed down my cheeks faster than I could wipe them away.“How could you say that?” My voice cracked, breaking apart between hiccups and gasps. “How could you even think—” My chest tightened until I could barely breathe. “Of course it’s yours!”But he didn’t move, he just stared at me. His expression was cold as ice and that cold stare hurt worse than if he had screamed at me.“Then why,” he said slowly, every word dripping with doubt, “why can’t you look me in the eye and say it with certainty? Why do you sit there sobbing instead of giving me a straight answer?”I pressed my hand against my chest, gasping for air. “Because you’re hurting me!” I cried, my voice breaking apart. “Because you’re doubting me when I’ve done nothing wrong!”My hands covered my face. My body curled forward as sobs sh
Damian’s POVThe moment we stepped out of the ballroom, I could feel anger rising in my chest. Cameras still flashed behind us, people were whispering but I didn’t let her go. My arm stayed around her waist, holding her close, pressing her against me.I couldn’t let anyone else see her shaking. I couldn’t let Adrian take even one more step toward her not when I was standing there.Not when I had just claimed her and our child in front of the entire world.The car door shut behind us with a heavy thud, sealing out the noise, the flashing lights and the murmurs of the crowd. The sudden silence was deafening.I sat back against the seat, my jaw so tight my teeth hurt. I had kept my temper inside that ballroom. I hadn’t given Adrian the satisfaction of seeing me lose control but in here, I couldn’t hold it back anymore.I snapped.“Explain.” The word tore out of me, harsh and sharp, filling every inch of the car.She froze beside me. Her hands twisted together in her lap, trembling, her e