Damien got down and took his bags upstairs himself. Chloe and I walked behind the maids as they helped me with my bags. I got to Chloe's room and I was impressed. Raymond was a good babysitter after all. Chole showed me her new painting skills, it was a beautiful picture of herself and Damien. “I made this for daddy" she showed me with a genuine smile on her face. I admired the picture and sat down. Chole sat down and leaned on me and we watched cartoons together. It was more than an hour since Damien and I got back from the airport. The door opened and Damien walked in on shorts. He smelled really nice. “Baby" His deep voice called for Chole as he sat down on her bed. Chole left my arms and met him. He handed the shopping bags from the hotel to her. “I got you new jewelry, bags and toys from Paris," he said, rubbing her hair. Chole jumped on Damien excitedly and kissed him all over screaming "You remembered! Thank you daddy” . I fixed my eyes away from the

I walked out on Jerry but he dragged me back roughly. His action sparked a fierce reaction from Patrick as he stood up in a rush. “Listen to me, Agnes. You don't have to do this! Ok. We can leave this city, travel anywhere just like us. I can make you happy" Jerry sounded desperately. I pushed him away with all my might and freed myself from his grip. “As what huh? You are not my mother Jerry, I don't need you looking out for me. Leave me alone" I yelled, almost tearing my voice. “I can't turn a blind a eye to Agnes! I hell can't. Fuck!!! I love you Agnes! I love all of you!" He blasted. There was dead silence in the room. The whole space stood still. My ears kept hearing echoes of his last words “I love you". Jerry tried to touch me but I moved back. “Baby, I know I wasn't supposed to, but I did. I want to keep you close and make you happy. Please just give me a chance" he sighed softly running his hands through his hair. I sat down on the couch and let

I held the papers in front of me and kept staring at Damien. Damien looked too relaxed and it scared me. Andy bowed his head and refused to look at me or Damien. I opened the first page of the paper and it was a legal document. It increased my curiosity double. I slowly ran my eyes through every line and word inscribed in the paper. Halfway through the paper, I got goosebumps. Andy was forfeiting all the shares he had in my company willingly. I stared at Andy and I could see regrets and fear in his face. He wasn't doing all this willingly. Damien in turn kept staring at his watch and keeping a relaxed expression. I kept reading till I got to the last page. I am now entitled to 30% of Andy company's gross profit for ten years. My eyes popped! My whole body reacted to what I just saw. What was going on here? The lawyer handed me a pen showing me the column to sign. “Can I talk to Da… .I mean can I discuss this with my husband first” I muttered loud enough for the

His words brought strange silence in the room. I was at a loss for words, I couldn't believe what my ears had heard. “You lost your tongue? Irene, you wanted me to talk right? Clean your ears because you will be hearing so much this evening" Damien raised his voice angrily. I staggered back a little before I controlled my balance. “What are you talking about Damien?" I asked weakly. Damien smirked and felt I was faking everything. “You become less attractive and disgusting when you do that Irene" he said, staring at me irritated. “Playing victim shows how dumb and irresponsible you are” he hissed rudely. I was agitated. I felt like slapping his face really hard without remorse. “Don't you ever! Ever use such languages at me again Damien!! Don't you ever" I raised my finger towards him pointing at him. I heard a loud echo of laughter in the room. Damien got out of his seat and walked towards me laughing. “You really have some guts Irene Swift! Too much guts! Or else

Damien's POV. “Yes Irene! She has the right to her imagination" I said yawning. I noticed the maid blushing and Irene's facial expression. It is very easy to understand women. Seeing the maid walk in with dinner, I understood where Irene had gone. I woke up with a slight headache when the door banged slightly. I noticed Irene was not around, I guessed she had left the room. I sat up and checked for painkillers beside the shelf by the bed and swallowed it. I have had an anxiety disorder since I was a child. Over the years, I have tried to control it and reduce the frequent attacks but it has been there. I get triggered when I am stuck in a place without any means of getting out. The first time it happened when I was with Raymond was in an elevator. It got stuck and in five minutes, I passed out. I woke up in a hospital with Raymond by my side. It was a funny experience. “I am glad you didn't die on me boss" Raymond said, as soon as I blinked my eyelids. Since tha