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Chapter Two

Author: B . A Lumina
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-04 14:34:28

Elena POV

"What did you just say?" he says his brows low, his frown deeper than before

 

"It's something to be happy about Honey," I say walking forward, trying my best to convince him.

 

"Don't call me that!!, I've told you before" he shouts, calming down once he realizes we are in his office, he paces the room, mumbling words to himself in anger.

 

"I don't know why you're not ready to have kids, this is a blessing Daemon" I place my hands on my belly walking forward but his harsh eyes halt me in my tracks.

 

"Shut up!!, I told you we will only have kids till you sign over your shares at Royal Inc. to me, I am your husband and I deserve to take care of those shares for you, it's the single thing, I've asked you to do, and you've been unable to for years!!" he shouts turning away and seating on his seat, spinning to the side, his fingers under his chin.

 

"I would if I could, but the shares have a clause, must only be of the Royal blood, I have to get permission from Grandpa and he won't do it" I explain for the millionth time. "Daemon this baby is good for us, now our family has an heir, from me and you," I say trying to come closer.

 

"Go home Elena, we will discuss this at home," he says turning his seat away, facing the huge library of books.

 

I nod, turning away, feeling my shoulders fall, it's not the first time, I've fallen pregnant, it happened once in my Senior year, we were young and in love and we automatically started having sex without protection, leading to me falling pregnant, he took me to some dodgy hospital and we got it done, the baby was dead.

 

The second time was in college, my 4th year, this time I wanted to fight him, I knew we were going to get married considering how long we dated and how serious Daemon was, so I fought it out with him, almost told my grandfather, but he had just started his career, and I was still in school, so we took it out.

 

This was the third time, "We are married there's no way he will make me feel that pain again" I whisper to myself while I walk out of the office I reach the elevator when I realize my purse is missing, I frown remembering I placed it on his side table when I walked in.

 

I walk back to the door, the door still slightly open from how I left it, I notice his Secretary is missing, and I frown hoping it's not what I think it is.

Slowly sticking my head through the door silently, I see only one person, Daemon, with one hand in the pocket of his trousers, the other on his phone, his voice filling the room.

 

"The bitch is pregnant," he says, keeping quiet after he says it as if to listen to who is on the other line

 

Goosebumps cover my skin, is he speaking about me?

 

"I know, I promised not to touch her baby, but she forced me I swear," he says, causing tears to fill my eyes, William was right, he is cheating on me

 

"We need to find a way to get rid of her and take over her grand-father properties, I've been patient too long," he says causing me to gasp.

 

He turns around, his eyes meeting with mine in shock, "Elena" he whispers slowly

 

Tears rolling down my face, anger apparent on my face, I turn around quickly, I need to run far away from this man, all this time, he has been playing me, just to get my family fortune, I get blinded by anger walking towards the almost closing elevator, I slip inside watching him chase behind me as the elevator doors close shut.

 

My eyes sting with tears, my heart breaking into pieces, memories from all the love we shared, the times we had, running through my mind, I quickly walk out of the elevator the doors opening, I walk out of the building, my car stopping in front of me, right on time, I turn around expecting Daemon to be behind me, begging, asking for an apology, Nothing.

 

I pull the door open, settling inside the car, the tears I've been holding completely pour out as I start to wail, the driver says noting starting the drive, I can't believe I trusted him, I trusted him with my life, I stopped working at my father's company thanks to him, I became his pretty housewife because he wanted to, I let him use my cards, have access to my money, and I almost gave him my shares, only for him to betray me, to love another woman and even make promises to her.

 

The tears fill my eyes but fury fills my veins more, I turn to the road, the car about to pass into a bridge when a black car fills my vision, "Be careful!!" I scream before my world goes dark.

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