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The chef and The charmer chapter 111
Damian’s POVChris lay still in that hospital bed, pale as hell, but alive.Bandages wrapped around his head and arms. IV lines trailed into him like spiderwebs—too fragile, too quiet. The room smelled like antiseptic and tension, and even with the machines beeping steadily, my chest tightened.“He’s stable,” the nurse said. “He regained consciousness an hour ago. He asked for you.”I gave a nod and stepped forward, the soles of my shoes feeling heavier with each step. He looked so damn small in that bed. Not the man who’d helped me build this empire. Not the one who always had my six.His eyelids fluttered open slowly.“You look like hell,” Chris rasped.I let out a dry laugh—sharp, bitter, relieved. “And you look like someone who took a boardroom grenade.”His lips curved faintly, but there was confusion behind his eyes. “What… happened?”I pulled the chair closer, leaning in, my voice low and steady. “You’ve been out for almost two days. Lawrence’s guys ambushed you inside the buil
The chef and The charmer chapter110
Damian’s POVEvelyn steps up first. She’s composed—draped in a tailored suit that emphasizes her grace rather than distracts. Her voice is calm, laser-focused.“Good afternoon. My name is Evelyn hayes. My fiance and I wish to address recent events. Damian remains in command, with my full confidence. the company remains stable, and we’ve initiated a thorough, transparent review. Our CFO, Chris, is recovering in hospital. We’ll share updates when confirmed by medical teams.”She deflects attacks about my mental stability with logic. When asked if i am “mentally fit to lead,” she answers:“It is precisely when challenges arise that we must be judged by our clarity and calm. Damian has demonstrated both.”She steps back. Applause—subdued—but sincere.I take the podium. My suit jacket feels like armor.“Thank you, darIing. I will be brief. First and foremost—I deeply regret the strain this incident has caused. Let me be clear: I unequivocally support an independent review. Transparency isn
The chef and The charmer chapter 109
Damian’s POVThe weight of the recently past event is slowly catching up on me since the whole kidnapping, Emma was arrested for being accomplice with Lawrence now being dead and both Chris and Evelyn being in the hospital, i don’t even have time to rest now i have being called into the office of whatever reasonI’m in my office before dawn. The city lights beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows are distant constellations, uncaring and silent. Inside, every light is off except the soft glow of my laptop on the mahogany desk. The world is still reeling—yesterday was marathon, today feels like an expectation to sprint againThe stillness breaks with a single email alert. The sender is all caps: MR John—the board’s legal counsel. Subject line: EMERGENCY EXECUTIVE MEETING, IMMEDIATE.My heart tightens, as if a steel band squeezed around my ribs. My breath hitches. They’re circling.I sit up straighter, my limbs trembling. Honestly, a week ago panic might have broken me, like a wave crashing
The chef and The charmer chapter 108
Evelyn POVParamedics hovered. One lifted Damian gently away as I was guided to the stretcher. Through the blur of painkillers and shifting lights, I saw Chris:He was face-down in a wheelchair, shirt torn, face purple, slumped forward. Head injuries. Broken ribs. Worse.My breath tightened.Damian rushed over. “Chris, buddy!” He grabbed his shoulder, voice shaking. The paramedic looked grim. Chris was stable enough to be moved, but they spoke in hushes about internal bleeding, concussion, multiple fractures. The worst condition either of us had ever seen him in.Damian knelt by his side, brushing hair back from Chris’s bloody forehead. I watched, helpless. Damian glanced at me—his face broke. He mouthed something like “I’m sorry,” or maybe “I’ll fix it.” I didn’t know which.The ambulance rattled beneath me, sirens pulsing like bleeding wounds in my chest. Damian was crouched beside me, blood and dirt smeared across his suit. He couldn’t stop apologizing:“I’m so sorry… I should’ve k
The chef and The charmer chapter 107
Damian’s POVChains rattled.The cold, merciless bite of the cuffs reminded me how far we’d fallen. Each movement carved fresh grooves into my skin, a punishment I welcomed. It grounded me. It was better than drowning in the guilt.I shifted slightly, the weight of the moment pressing down on my shoulders like wet cement. Evelyn hadn’t spoken since everything unraveled—since the lie we’d built our fragile peace upon crumbled into dust.Not a word about the accident.Not a word about me.She just sat there, frozen, her silence louder than any scream.And I didn’t blame her.Hell, I couldn’t even look at her without feeling like my insides were being torn apart by wild dogs. The memory of her trusting eyes, the sound of her laughter, all of it played on repeat in my mind like a cruel joke. I’d sworn to protect her. Now we were both prisoners.My thoughts spiraled into a storm—chaotic, desperate. How do I fix this? How do I fight Lawrence, get her out, undo something that can’t be undone
The chef and The charmer chapter 106
Damian’s POVPain pulsed behind my eyes like a war drum. My skull throbbed with every heartbeat, as if it had cracked open to let out a storm. Somewhere far away—too far—I heard Evelyn scream my name.I tried to move.I couldn’t.The concrete beneath me was cold and unforgiving. Blood pooled at my temple. My vision tunneled, blurred at the edges like smeared charcoal.Footsteps paced a slow, deliberate circle around me.Then a voice.“Going somewhere?”Lawrence. Too close. Too satisfied.I managed to lift my head. The world spun.Evelyn. Held between two men. She was fighting like hell, her lip split, hair a tangled halo of copper and flame. One of the bastards holding her twisted her arm and she gasped, her eyes darting toward me.“Let her go—” My voice came out like gravel and rust.Lawrence crouched beside me, his breath sour with satisfaction. “You really thought this was just about business? That boardroom stunt, the press conference, all of it—you thought you’d won.” He leaned c
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