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she said, and before I could say anything, the door opened and Gilbert walked in. “My love,” he said, wrapping his hands around my body. Damian was here, so when he pecked my lips, I pretended to close my eyes as if it meant something to me. "Oh, hi, I'm Gilbert,” he said, turning to Damian and extending his hands for a handshake. “Sierra's fiance,” Damian almost took his hand, but when he added ‘fiance’ he pulled away and looked at me. “Fiance?” He sounded like he was deep in his thoughts.

“You’re impossible.” His eyes flick lower, to my mouth before returning to mine. His voice drops, lower, rougher. “And yet you’re blushing.” I snap my head toward the window, hating that he noticed. --- It doesn’t stop there. The word follows me. Everywhere. “Has my fiancée eaten?” Damian asks his assistant without missing a beat in the middle of a meeting. “My fiancée will need fittings this afternoon,” he tells the stylist. “Make sure my fiancée has security,” he orders his driver.

God, I missed my job. I glanced at the images: the afternoon sky, a lush garden, a mountain view, a decorated hall…then Jace and a woman on a stage, a brand-new car in the next photo. Wait…Jace? I swiped back furiously. “Uhm…Damien? Where did you get this?” My voice was cautious, trembling. “Yeah. At the birthday party. He’s Ariana’s fiancé,” Damien replied casually. “Okay… No wait. What?” I shot up from the bed, panic flaring. It can’t be…

He’d smiled, told me to stay curled up in bed, and promised we’d watch something together later. But then I saw the photos. Scrolling through social media while eating leftover pancakes, I froze. A luxury restaurant I recognized. Damian—dressed in that sharp navy suit I’d picked out for him—sitting across from a beautiful woman in a red dress. His ex. written in bold letter “Damian Blackstone has been seen spending time with his former lover, Maria. Are they rekindling old feelings—and does this mean his engagement to Evelyn Hayes is in jeopardy?” I stared. My fingers trembled slightly. Her hand reached across the table in one of the photos. He was laughing in another. My stomach turned.

It was simply amazing. Damien and I were led to a table fixed for both of us and another man with his date whom I assumed was his wife. Damien exchanged pleasantries with the man, seemed like they were familiar with each other. "This is my wife, Ariana." Damien said slightly pushing me forward, I gave the man a cordial smile as Damien continued speaking. "Babe, this is, Reginald Harrington and his fiancée, Eleanor right?" The girl nodded quickly with a starstruck look on her face. I assumed she was a big fan of Damien's. I acknowledged them both with a smile, one that Reginald returned but his fiancée had her eyes glued to Damien's face.

“Damian Blackwood, announced his engagement last night to socialite Veronica Jones. The couple was spotted leaving Le Blanc...” Elara’s hands trembled as she reached for the remote, turning up the volume. There he was – Damian, her Damian – holding another woman. Looking at her with the same gentle expression he’d once reserved for her alone. “Sources close to the couple say they’ve been quietly dating for months,” the anchor continued. “The wedding is expected to be the social event of the season, joining two of the city’s most powerful families.” Months. They’d been together for months. While she’d been hiding, protecting their child, living in fear of Serena’s threats... he’d moved on. Fo

I thought you were a bad person. Wow.. I felt relieved when he said so while I laughed. "I must say you are naturally beautiful. David said, glancing at me in the rear mirror. I just feel that got me blushing, and we all went silent again. I was sitting with Ryan in the back seat. So, David, for how long have you been with Dr Damian?. I know Ryan has been with him for two years now. "I've been with Dr Damian for five years now and I've been with Emily Driver for two years now."

I didn't bring anything this time so he doesn't find anything and let's me go through. I see Domino sat at a table with his hands cuffed down and I walk over with a smile. "You actually came," he says and I scoff. "Of course I came. I promised," I say as me and Damian sit down. "So this is your boyfriend?" He says with a polite smile. "Fiancé," I correct and show him my ring. He gasps and looks at it with excitement. "I'm so happy for you both, when did he propose?" He asks me.

She added. “How about Never?” We both turned to see Damian making his way down the stairs and towards us. He never intended to introduce me to his family and I never asked him to, the proposal and the declaration of me being his fiancée was only to save me from the cyber bullying and threats. He walked towards his mother and planted a kiss on her cheek. It was so easy to tell that they have such a great relationship because of how they laughed and joked around until he came to sit next to me.

“I would pay you three million pounds for it, and also assist in recovering your father's company.” “I can't agree to this. I've always wanted to build my career and marriage is not part of my plan, not even a contract marriage…”. Sophia said Damien cut in, “I'm not asking you to agree” I frowned, “what?” “I'm asking you to think about it”. Damien paused before he continued, “you don't have to answer today”. He opened a small drawer in his desk and brought out a small business card. “My direct number”, he said, placing the card on his desk. “Whatever your answer is, call me”.