All Chapters of My Safest Danger : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

47 Chapters

A Wife or a Side chick?

Skylar’s POV They looked almost identical. It was like someone had taken Damien’s features and made a smaller version of him. The only difference was their eye colors. Whatever was in his eyes cleared off when they landed on me. He climbed down the steps, his eyes still fixed on me as he came closer. “Dad, who is this?” he asked, looking between Damien and me. “Does she work with you in the office?” “Xavier, that pretty lady over there is my wife.” He crouched down beside him. ”Go on, say hello to her.” A frown pulled at his lips as he took a step forward, stopping directly in front of me. He eyed me without a word and brushed past me. Even after he had disappeared from view, I stood there still staring at his retreating figure, then turned toward Damien. “You have a kid? Or maybe it's even children?” I crossed my arms. “What else are you hiding? Because at this point, if you told me you weren’t even human, I’d probably just nod.” He didn't get the chance to reply w

Last Updated : 2026-08-22

His Morning View

I kept tossing and turning on the bed, my eyes were fixed on the small crystal chandelier at the center of the room. The only sounds in the room were my heartbeat and the low hum of the air conditioner. This was how peaceful and quiet my beautiful home was then. I rubbed my forehead and walked toward my luggage. Damien had really sent someone to send my things over. I pulled out some important files and headed into the office. Switching on the light, I nodded in approval. The small room was neatly arranged, a desk and chair facing the projector on the wall and a small filing cabinet at the corner. Great job, Damien. A message from Jace popped in just as I took a seat. *You said you’ve forgiven me, but you're snubbing my messages. We have some work to do together, remember? I scoffed, setting the files and my phone onto the table. He was lucky I hadn’t blocked him yet. My fingers moved smoothly across my laptop, eyes scanning through each file, rereading every word to make

Last Updated : 2026-08-24

Rules Were Made to Be Broken

Skylar’s POV He ended the call and placed the phone on my palm. “My decision is final. You're not going out until I say so.” “You always try to make everything sound sexual,” I snorted, clutching the phone to my chest. “Sexual? Didn't you have a rough day yesterday?” He arched a brow. “ You never expected our wedding to happen. Then you found out someone wants you dead. That's a lot for one day.” His eyes dragged over me. “Your body must be aching from all that stress. Unless you're thinking about something else entirely.” I blinked at him, completely speechless. “You're really good at twisting words.” “You pretend to be so innocent, but you're the wild one in here.” He reached into his pocket and unlocked the door. “Pervert.” I scurried to my room and pulled a pillow over my face. “Fuck you, Damien,” I mumbled into the pillow, my face burning. Joan needs to learn when to keep her mouth shut. I dialed her number, waiting impatiently as it rang. She picked up on the second r

Last Updated : 2026-08-25

Wrapped Around Her Finger

Damien's POV Footsteps sounded from the stairs, growing louder with each step. I lifted Sky down from the fridge, setting her carefully on the ground. Whoever that was better pray it was something important. Xavier appeared around the corner, his eyes darting between us. Sky immediately stepped away from me and headed toward her room. I watched her retreating figure disappear from view before my gaze dropped to the floor. Xavier had picked up the popsicle that had fallen there, looking at it like something unusual had happened. “Why is it on the floor?” His brows pulled together as he stared at it. “Did she try stealing my popsicle?” “Stealing?” I stepped closer and crouched beside him. “Don't ever spew that rubbish again.” He frowned. “If it's not stealing, why was it on the floor?” “My wife has a sweet tooth, just like you.” I ruffled his hair. “Why don't you like her?” “Because.” He rolled his eyes and folded his arms. “I just don't.” “You can't even find a rea

Last Updated : 2026-08-25

Three Beautiful Days Without Him

Skylar’s POV I hissed, almost throwing my phone somewhere across the room. Taking a deep breath, I glanced at the screen again. For a minute, I had actually thought it was someone after me. Damien was impossible. Coming downstairs right now, tomorrow, or maybe forever…never. My cheeks were burning red. I glanced at myself in my phone camera, rubbing them as if it could somehow cool down. A knock sounded at the door. I glanced at myself one more time before going over to the door. “What are you doing here?” I positioned myself in the doorway, blocking the entrance. “To come check up on my wife.” He glanced at his watch. “I have some things to take care of for three days. If you need my help, you can call me. You have my number now, right?” My eyes traveled over him. He was dressed like the CEO he was, everything in place except his tie. Reaching for his tie, I stared into those dark eyes and cleared my throat, concentrating on the knot. I could feel his eyes boring into

Last Updated : 2026-08-26

A Difficult Night

Skylar’s POV A figure slipped through the doorway, dressed in a long cloak. His face was hidden by the hood. He tiptoed and reached for the door, about to close it.There's no time to hesitate, Skylar. Before he could take another step, I swung the frying pan hard against his head. He stumbled back, clutching his head as he spun toward me.“Who are you?” I wrapped both hands tightly around the handle. “How did you get past those guards? Lift that hood off your face now!”He raised his hands and pulled the hood off his head.I stared at him, completely frozen. Another version of Damien. This one had long hair that fell across his shoulders. A thin line was carved through one of his eyebrows, and he wore a small earring in his ear.He stared back at me, one hand still pressed against his head. “What the hell is wrong with you? I'm Damon, okay? Damien's younger brother.”Damien has a brother? There's absolutely nothing I know about him.I lowered the pan. “I didn't know. Why would some

Last Updated : 2026-08-27

Family Comes First

Damien's POV I slowly spun in my seat, one hand resting on the table as my fingers drummed against it.“How many hours have we been waiting, Marco?”“It's been almost five hours now. Why don't you take a nap? When he arrives, I'll wake you up.”“I'm fine.” I stopped the chair from spinning with my foot. “What about the men we sent undercover?”“Nothing yet.” His phone vibrated. He glanced at the screen and slipped it back into his pocket.“That's suspicious. Let me have your phone.” I held out my hand. “Now.”He stepped back and scratched his head avoiding my gaze.A man hurried inside, breathing heavily. “My boss is on his way. You need to wait a bit, Sir. Can I begin while we wait for him?”“I came for Sir Antonio, not his secretary. When he arrives, we can start. I pointed at my watch. “Besides, I’ve got all the time in the world today.”He nodded and walked back to the door, closing it behind him. I hated waiting, and this man was doing a great job of testing my patience.When t

Last Updated : 2026-08-28

The Other Woman

Skylar’s POV Standing in front of the mirror, I brushed mascara over my lashes until they looked fuller and my dark circles were covered. Checking my reflection one last time, I set the makeup kit aside. I was planning on meeting Joan today and had wrapped the red gown Damien had gifted me into a box. The dress had been almost suffocating the last time I wore it, clinging too tightly to my body. Carrying the box downstairs, I headed toward the living room. A few maids were moving around the room, cleaning. Xavier was on the couch, with an elderly maid beside him gently patting his head. When his eyes lifted to mine, he averted his gaze and turned away. “Xavier,” I called softly, going over to him. His fingers tightened around the edge of the cushion, but he didn't turn around. The maid glanced between us, unsure of what to do. “He's always like this when he’s upset,” she explained. “I'm the one who usually takes care of him when he’s here. He acts like such a big baby some

Last Updated : 2026-08-29

A Night Out

Skylar's POV I pushed the door of Anne Luxe Hairstyles open with my shoulder and stepped inside. The salon was busier than I expected, with customers seated in front of large mirrors while stylists moved between them, working on their hair. I spotted Joan across the room. She was busy talking to one of her girls while moving between her clients. She looked completely focused, so I decided not to interrupt and walked over to an empty chair, placing the box on a table beside me. Hours later, Joan finally looked up and spotted me. Her face lit up, and she excused herself before walking over. “Skylar.” She dropped into the chair beside me with a smile while the girl who had been following her pulled a towel around her shoulders. I picked up the box from the table and handed it to her. “This is for you.” She gave me a wary look, turning it over in her hands. The moment she saw what was inside, she grinned and blew me a kiss. I lifted my hand, pretending to catch the imag

Last Updated : 2026-08-29

His Innocent Girl

Skylar’s POV I stood rooted to the spot, watching his figure disappear from view. Joan hurried over, slipping her hand into mine as she pushed through the crowd. The scene around me was overwhelming. People danced wildly to the music while the smell of cigarettes filled the air. I coughed, covering my mouth with my hand. The party didn't feel right anymore, so I pulled my hand free and walked toward an empty table. Joan came after me, her smile fading. “Okay, that's weird. Why are you suddenly in a bad mood?” I said nothing, turning my head toward the other side of the club. Damien was seated a short distance away, his eyes fixed on his phone. One earbud was tucked into his ear. She followed my gaze, her brows lifting when they landed on Damien. “Isn't that Damien?” She stared at him for a moment. “What the heck is wrong with him? Can't he just give you some breathing space?” I kept my eyes fixed on him without bothering to respond. Joan let out a huff, taking the seat bes

Last Updated : 2026-08-30

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