"Marry me," he demanded, "and I'll handle your grandmother's hospital bills and your brother's court case... Otherwise, prepare to face assault charges for hitting me and potential jail time." He said to her with a smirk. Despite seeming like the perfect guy most women dream of, to Aella Thompson, he embodied her perception of how wealthy people acted: proud, mean, rude, and self-centered. The weight of his ultimatum left her stunned. A contract marriage with Damien Sullivan or the threat of imprisonment? Aella agreed to marry him, and over time, Damien, known for his cold-hearted nature, started developing feelings for her sweet and selfless personality. This exposed a different, warmer side of Damien that she never knew existed. However, just as their feelings for each other grew, Damien's past returned to haunt them. His ex-girlfriend, Amelia Earhart, who had left him years ago to pursue her dreams, reappeared unexpectedly. Her sudden return stirred up old feelings in Damien, forcing him into a dilemma; choosing his ex, a high-profile A-list model or his wife, Aella, a skilled dressmaker who was now five months pregnant with his child.
View MoreChapter 40The morning sun sliced through the opulent drapes of Damien's bedroom, highlighting the dust motes dancing in the air. He stirred, the remnants of last night's restless sleep clinging to him like cobwebs. His mind still grappled with the missing watch, a constant ache he couldn't seem to soothe. A quick glance at the clock jolted him upright. He was running late. "Damn!" He muttered. He reached for the notebook beside him and stood up. Quickly he cleared his eyes and went into the kitchen without knowing what he needed there. He went out from there and tried focusing his thought.As he rushed down the stairs impeccably dressed in his Vanquish Li bespoke suit, he found Aella already seated at the dining table, picking at her breakfast. The air crackled with unspoken tension, thicker than the freshly brewed coffee steaming in the centre. He thought about something but couldn't say it out."Morning," he mumbled, forcing a smile that tasted metallic in his mouth.Aella met his
Aella walked out on Damien as he was asking her questions, which displeased her. Aella went back to her room to relieve herself of the stress she was going through mentally and emotionally.Meanwhile, Damien is sitting on the dining chairs, lost in his thoughts and wondering how she could be such a person. He couldn't shake the feeling off his mind but somehow grabbed onto himself and went back to his room after he ate.Aella laid down on her bed after she entered the room and began to whisper and throw numerous questions at herself. “Does it have to be me? Why? Why? Why?” she asked. “Others get what they always wish and want, but me! I ended up getting married—that too a contract marriage with the CEO of the Damien fashion world company. What a world! Who does that? And now he is even questioning me as though I have not enough trouble to deal with.” She muttered endlessly, and as she was deep in it, her phone began to ring. “It's Collins!” she whispered as she picked up the call.“A
It was like the shadows were after him. His eyes caught sight of the entrance, and without checking up on Kevin, he slowly walked down to the entrance so he could escape, but got caught up by Kevin.“Oh jeez…” Thompson yelled with so much fright in his voice."Hey, it's me! Never mind what just happened; it was an electricity outage. It will be taken care of." Kevin said.“Oh! It freaked me out. Anyway, I'd better leave now; I have somewhere else to be.” Thompson said as he gave Kevin a goodbye hug and left.******* Hours quickly flew by, and it was already time for the company to close, and Stacy was standing at her desk waiting for Aella to finish packing up so she could say goodbye to her, “Hey Aella.” Stacy interrupted her as she was packing up. “Uhm.” Aella hummed as she swiped her attention from what she was doing to Stacy, who was about to bid her goodbye."Good, hey, huh, oh! By the way, I actually noticed that you both weren't talking to each other today. I mean, not even a
Kevin's voice was gruff and laced with amusement. He yanked Thompson back from the swirling memories. He forced a smile, and there was the familiar mask slipping into place. "Just passing through, old friend. Looking for a bit of excitement, you know how it is."Kevin's sharp eyes narrowed, and some anxiety was etched on his weathered face. "Excitement, or escape?" His words hit a raw nerve, exposing the hollowness beneath Thompson's bravado. He looked away, his shame warring with defiance."I don't need your psychoanalysis, Kevin," he muttered, clenching his jaw. "I'm just trying to have a good time."Silence stretched between them, and it seemed thick with unspoken truths. Kevin leaned against the grimy bar counter, his gaze distant. "Good times. It seems like a long time ago for both of us, doesn't it?"Thompson felt a pang of guilt. He knew Kevin was right. Their shared past, a moment woven with reckless abandon and desperate choices, had left them both frayed and scarred. His gaz
The thought of how to get the money kept winding and ringing in his head, and he suddenly came up with the idea of stealing jewelry from Damien, which he would probably not worry about.Mr. Thompson went up to Damien's room to see if he could find anything he could take. And there, I found one of Damien's designer watches, worth about twenty thousand dollars. He quickly took it without thinking of what the outcome of taking this wristwatch could be, and he left the room.He came downstairs quickly. Everything was to his liking; as Mike was sick, he could go and come anytime and anyhow he wanted.He went to a black market store down the street, where they buy used stuff, to sell the wristwatch.“Hey man!” How much for this?” He questioned him as he kept his eyes out for other thugs and thieves.“Yeah! Howdy fellas, what! Hey, this is a pure gold designer wrist watch. Why do you want to sell it? The merchant asked curiously.“I went bankrupt, and now I need money. What is the use of all
“Well, Dad is here now; he is in this house as we speak, but he looks so unkempt, but he has gone to bed after having some healthy food. He will be going for a checkup tomorrow because of the high intake of alcohol he got himself into," Aella growled.“Oh! Goddamn, how is... How is he doing? Where has he been all this while? We have been looking for him, you know. Aella I am going to stop by tomorrow to check up on you all. I have lots of questions to ask him.” Collins said.“No! Coll, no way, alright, there is no way you are going to ask him questions; he needs to recover first. Any other questions you have, you can ask him some other day.” Aella growled softly."Okay, Aella, as you say for now, I will do it. But no later, I will ask him questions. Anyway! You should sleep, huh?" Collins said.“Okay cool! Good night, and send my regards to Mike,” she said.“Actually! He is not here tonight; he went to hang out alone.” Collins said.“Whoa! Alone? But why? Isn't he supposed to?Anyway,
Aella came down slowly, with her brows furrowed in curiosity, trying to bring the thought together. She peaked carefully before reaching the dining room."Yes, Damien, she has always been like that, you know," Mr. Thompson said, cutting off Aella's curiosity short. She was left in utter shock.“Dad?” She growled softly in shock.“At this time of the night! You are here; how is that possible?” Aella asked curiously.Meanwhile, Damien continued eating his dinner, as he wasn't ready to talk to her.“Yes! Aella, your husband was kind enough to bring me home to come to live with you all; you have got a very good man, Aella, Mr. Thompson said as he smiled back at Aella, who was now more confused than ever.What is he planning to do? He sent Maggie away and brought my dad along. (What is going on?) Aella kept asking herself curiously.Aella kept wondering, forgetting that what brought her down was to eat.“Come sit, Aella," her dad said as he showed her a chair next to him.“Yes,” she answe
Damien, who was completely mute as he drove back to the mansion with a long face, took a glance at Aella with lots of questions on his mind.Damien couldn't shake the feeling off; he broke the silence with a question.“When were you going to talk about it?” Damien asked curiously as he narrowed his eyes.“What? What was I going to talk to you about again?” She questioned him back.“Your dad was still around; that too was in the same city, but you never talked about him. Or were you also planning to ruin and tarnish my reputation by hiding it from me, huh? Aella I don't seem to understand you; what do you want exactly?” He asked, clearly bothered and worried, but didn't want to make her aware of it.Meanwhile, all along she was on earbuds, and she couldn't hear a thing he was saying. She closed her eyes to get into the music zone, leaving him dancing to his tunes.“Aella! Aella!" he called out to her, but Aella refused to respond. She was hearing him a little.Damien, who is now pissed
Aella was shocked to hear the voice and turned around to see who it was.“I bet you thought it was your husband, huh? I have always been good with mimicking voices, you know."Steve said as he made fun of Aella in front of Mr. Thompson, who was now confused after hearing what Steve said.(A husband! Could it be that what I heard was true? Aella got married to a rich man.“Who is this? Why are you standing here with ma'am?”(Oh my! My daughter is called Ma'am!"Uh, Steve, I believe you have a lot of things to do, yeah! I suggest you rather go back to the company before Marie gets on your head, Aella said with a faint smile on her face.“Yeah! You are right; by the way, I just came out to tell you that the designers are almost done and you need to supervise them, so we both better head back in before the head of the design unit comes after our lives' ', Steve said as he chuckled at the end of his sentence.“Okay! I will be right there; you go first, please, Aella requested.“Okay! See
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