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A strange kind of wave of relief ran in his body after knowing that she is not a lesbian. All of them finished their breakfast silently... ***** They were in the basement, Damian was standing in front of a man who was hanging in front him covered in his own blood, Rose and jack standing behind him with 2 other men... Damian was looking dangerously calm, his hands covered in blood and veins of his muscular arms were popping out due to his rolled up sleeves, he again sliced one of his finger making him scream in agony. "I won't repeat myself, Where is my drugs?..."

Damon stood by the glass, suit jacket off, sleeves rolled up, looking dangerous and hungry. “Close the door,” he ordered. She did. “Damon, about last night—” He moved fast. In two strides he had her pinned against the cool glass, her back to the city. His big hand yanked her skirt up roughly around her waist. “Shut up,” he growled. “I’ve been hard all day thinking about this dripping cunt.” Before she could argue, he dropped to his knees right there in his expensive suit. His strong hands ripped her soaked panties down her legs and tossed them aside.

Damien shook his head at the men, I nodded at him and he smiled at me. “How’d everything go?” Mr. Damien asked. “Well, it was a calm day” I said smiling making Mr. Damien frown in confusion. “Are you sure you were out with these two?” “Yes, I had them watch four movies with me. Ivan is officially my series and movie partner, Alessio prayed for my sudden death with every passing second” I said casually. Alessio raised an eyebrow at me and I bit my bottom lip as I fought back a laugh. “Malyshka, if I wanted you dead, then I would’ve killed you” Alessio stated.

Max was in. As Damian turned on the CCTV footage, he saw that Mr. Max had gone to sleep on the bed in the room. Damian then checked the past videos and saw the videos of Mr. Max advising Alicia not to marry him. Damian's gaze darkened as he listened to all the things that Mr. Max had spoken to Alicia about. As he watched the video, Damian knew that he couldn't harm Mr. Max. He sighed and thought about his decision again, knowing for a fact that he was the one at fault.

What did I do to make him cheat? Damian and I met when we became co-stars in the movie 'Dreamscape', where he became my leading man. Throughout the production, he keeps making his moves on me, telling me affirmations that often make me flattered and blush. Many people on social media keep saying our chemistry is undeniable. That's why they anticipated our movie more than we expected.

But the moment I mentioned it, Damien looked completely lost. “You’re too cool not to know things like this, Damien,” I teased, leaning back on the dining chair with my brow raised. He tilted his head slightly, that faint smirk tugging at his lips. “I don’t watch movies,” he said flatly. “Just news broadcasts and sports highlights. So forgive me if I don’t know who Tyler Penny is.” I froze for a second, then burst into laughter so hard my eyes watered. “It’s Tyler Perry, Damien!” I managed between laughs, clutching my stomach. “Oh, never mind. That’s why you have me to educate you on things beyond the stock market and breaking news.”

He had seen. He stood in the doorway, expression unreadable. His eyes flicked from my tear-streaked face to the USB drive still plugged into my laptop. “You watched it,” he said quietly. I couldn’t speak. My throat was tight with betrayal and fear. Damien stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He moved slowly, like approaching a wounded animal. When he reached the bed, he sat on the edge and looked at me. “Ask me,” he said. I wiped my tears angrily. “Is it true? Did you really destroy all those people? Blackmail them? Use women and throw them away like trash?”

“I heard you are a fan of reading. Is there a particular one you like?” “Yes, my Lord. The recent publication of a murder that happens in a stable and the investigation around it has caught my interest. It has fine writing and the characters...” The prince, despite showing interest in my hobbies was no longer listening to me. I tried to look where he had his gaze fixated upon, was it the Lady of Drentia?

Someone who knew the layout, and a reason to want Harrison Voss to burn. “Damien told me about a silent partner this morning,” I said carefully. “He didn’t give me a name but he knew, Harrison. Before you found the file.” He turned to the window, hands clasped at his back. Outside the coastal gardens were dark and perfectly still. “Damien has been running his own investigation,” he said quietly. Not surprised, a father recognising the shape of his son’s anger and not knowing what to do with it. “Whether that makes him an ally or another variable I don’t know yet.”

"Were you deliberately looking for me?" Damian was silent for a moment. His face went flat. "Just a coincidence." I frowned. A strange coincidence. That area wasn't a busy or strategic route home to anywhere. "I just finished filming," he said again, trying to explain. "So I happened to pass through that route." Filming. I paused for a moment. Not quite believing it. My exhausted brain finally remembered that Damian was a stuntman. Work that might take him to unusual locations, at unreasonable hours.