All Chapters of Reborn: The president Contracted Wife : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Damien POVVander’s breath still burned in my ear when I pulled away.To make your life a living hell.For a man like Vander Hardwell, it wasn’t a threat, it was as good as a promise. But I wouldn't fulfill that. My spine stiffened as though someone had poured ice water down it. For a fraction of a second, I lost control of myself, something that I hadn't felt now for years. But, slowly, I calmed my nerves down, fixing a fake smile across my lips like all was fine. “Good to see you again, Vander,” I said loud enough for Bianca and any other prying eyes around us to hear.Vander’s smirk widened, his eyes gleaming then he raised his glass of wine to the air. “Likewise, Damian. It's been too long.”I gave him one last smile, and then turned to walk towards the bar, Bianca followed frantically behind me. He was here. The ghost from my past had found his way… And to make my life a living hell, over my dead body. I'd burn anyone and anything who tried to make a threat out of me. I

Damian’s POVThe phone wouldn’t stop buzzing on a desk.The glow of the screen cut through the darkness of the room I was on. It was Elena’s name flashing again and again.“Not today Elena.. “ I muttered. I leaned back into the leather chair, my arms folded as I continued to wait. I was in an emergency meet room which only a handful of people had accessed to. The call came in, still from Elena. I pressed reject without hesitation.Not tonight. I wasn’t about to waste a second of my energy on Elena. My world was already on fire, and she wasn’t the water to put it out, that much was sure. Then, the door purred open, and footsteps echoed against the hardwood. I didn’t have to look up to know who it was.“How you doing, boss?”Leo. He was my right-hand man and my most loyal worker for years on years now. I saw him as my brother. And he was one of the few person I allowed into this private space. I exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand through my hair. “Bad Leo. I got robbed.”Leo’s e

Damian’s POVBianca was still fuming yet helpless when I left her and moved to the door. Nothing for me, felt more satisfying that anger flush her face, hit not being able to do anything about. But, still, she had a way of getting under my skin that most if not all girls I've met since I became a Sinclair, couldn't. She was annoying, infuriating and always bring a constant thorn in my side.And yet, there was fire in her that admired in a strange way. That feistiness of hers always kept me on my toes more than I’d ever admit or show. Most women in my world fell into one of two categories, they either feared me, or they were head over heels for me. Bianca did neither of that. She was different, not in a good way of course, but still, not in a bad way. But, she was just a side piece for me, for now, I had to turn to business. I reached yhe conference room, slowing pushing the door open. A hush fell in the room the second I stepped in. The room was filled with both sides: my pe

Damien’s POVWhen Nina showed up at my office door, I had little choice but to take her on this date and get it over with. I told Zade to round off the deal with Nathan before stepping out with Nina. I made a quick VIP reservation at Mahou Eateries, the best restaurant on this side of town. The drive there was almost half an hour, as the silence between me and Nina stretched on. Maybe I was wrong, but I already had an impression of her. She's a shy girl who is here because her mom pushed her, just like Aunt Moira did for me. Finally, we reached the restaurant. The interior was nothing short of what its name lived up to. It was all polished glass, from its tables to its chairs. There was a soft violin playing in the background, the air in the restaurant was filled with the beautiful scent of roses. This was a kind of place where a meal cost more than some people's life savings. I chose it deliberately. I chose it because I wanted to make sure Aunt Moira had no excuse after t

Bianca POV Damien's room was dim, the air thick with anticipation. When Damien, as much as I didn't want to, followed, mostly per the terms of our contract. I stood there, my heart pounding in my chest, my breath shallow. Damien’s presence alone dominated the room, his tall frame commanding attention. His dark and piercing eyss locked onto mine for a second, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. Beside me, Nina stood, her posture much more relaxed, her expression calm. But, from time to time I could feel her sharp gaze piercing through my back, her brows furrowed in rage. Was she angry that I was ruining her perfect night with Damien, well sorry I got called in here without a choice. Damien’s voice then shot through the silence.“Strip,” he ordered, his voice low and firm, leaving no room for argument. What?!Before any words could leave my mouth, I saw Nina’s fingers moving swiftly, as he unbuttoned her blouse with ease. Her movements were smooth as if she had done this a t