Damien's POV:"Who is she?"I quickly locked the phone and put it on the bed before cupping her face with both of my hands and tilting her head to meet my gaze."You are awake."I said ignoring her question. It is not like I am hiding it from her. But this is not the time for her to know about my angel. And I wonder when that would be. She stared at me without blinking and I could say that she is much better than earlier just by looking at her face. She is so expressive. I was glad when she didn't press on her question but I felt guilty for doing it."Do you want to get up?"I asked when she didn't move and she looked down and seemingly that was the moment when she realized our position. So she immediately got off of me before sitting on the bed while hanging her head low."Don’t be embarrassed baby. We are married."I said after I got up and sat on the bed while tilting her down casted head. I don't know why the fuck that always my words do the exact opposite of what I want them to d

Author's POV:After that incident days passed with Grusha and Damien being distant from each other. After Damien said that, after Grusha got to know that Damien knew what Victor did, Grusha didn't feel comfortable with him anymore. So it was rather the uncomfortable feeling which kept Grusha away from Damien than the madness. She never wanted him to know about it; at least not for now. She thought that he would understand her and wait for her to be comfortable enough to explain everything but no, he crossed the limits. She didn't know the real reason behind his sudden confession and also never let Damien to explain too. Damien tried explaining her and talking to her but every time he tried approaching her she would walk away without facing him. He thought that she was mad at him but actually she was unable to face him. She thought that he would look at her differently after his realization but no it was her who started looking at him differently.Grusha felt betrayed since she trusted

Author's POV:She bit her lips contemplating whether or not to open the door before eventually putting her hand on the metallic cold handle thinking there is no use of going back now. She slowly twisted it open and the loud creaking sound made her close her eyes since it was like she was announcing everyone about her arrival if there was anyone inside. But when she peeked inside she was met with a dark hall where could be seen no human habitants. She stepped inside after using all her strength to open the door and when she left the handle it got closed on its own like a spring. She closed her ears at the loud noise the door made before coming face to face with the utmost darkness. She stretched her hand behind to touch the door which she eventually did before sliding her hand along the door to the wall until a switch come in contact. The cement wall was so cold and also the hall where she was. Eventually she touched something which she anticipated to be a switch and pushed it switchin

Grusha's POV: I watched him gulping down his glass in one go before grabbing my glass from my hand and placing them on a table."Would you give me the honor of dancing with you my lady?""Oh I am flattered Mr. Gentleman."He is quite playful and flirty to his age but I guessed that he knew better than to cross the line. I placed my hand over his as he walked me to the dancing floor where there were many couples swaying to the slow music. I placed my hand over his shoulder as he grabbed my waist by his other hand. It felt quiet awkward so I did my best to avoid his gaze which was directly on me. I was confused about the emotions that his eyes were displaying but I knew that they were not anywhere lust or desire or cunning. I continued to look down while recalling his features comparing them with Damien. The shape of their faces are the same which may confuse someone to think that they are father and son and the fact that Mr. King looks too young for his age have fair shares in that co

Grusha's POV: My heart kept hurting while my inner voice yelled in my mind at how naive I am. The ringing voice in my head was unbearable as I finally broke into tears inside the car as I took my legs onto the seat before hugging my knees and snuggling my face in between. I heard the car door opening to the driver’s side but I couldn't care less as I finally let out all my emotions in the shape of drops of tears. I watched my tears getting absorbed in my dress as they made a huge wet patch in the front. I felt my cheeks and eyes burning as the impulsive feeling of being used again and again slapped me across my face taking me into the reality."Sweetheart_""SHUT UP!!!"I shouted as I felt his hand brushing my cheeks which made me disgusted more."Listen. Its n_""I SAID SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"I yelled on top of my lungs that I am sure the guards outside also may have heard me but I couldn't really care less. I felt him grabbing my arm and before I knew it was pulled over his