Novels by rissa6473

The crowd’s jeers grew louder, each venomous shout slicing through the air like a blade."Get out!""You don’t belong here!""Shameless! Disgusting!"Celia’s grip on Damon’s arm tightened, her knuckles turning white. She could feel the weight of their hatred pressing down on her, suffocating.Damon didn’t flinch. His expression remained calm, but his eyes darkened, scanning the room with quiet intensity. He leaned slightly toward Celia, his voice low but firm."We’re leaving." At last, Damon didn't want Celia to endure this anymore. He could see how their insults and mocking made her feel.She nodded quickly, feeling both relieved and finally exhaling a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.Damon stood, guiding Celia to her feet with a steady hand. The crowd didn’t part—instead, they sneered, some even stepping closer as if to block their way.Serena smirked, folding her arms. "Finally. Took you long enough to understand your place."Michael chuckled, shaking his head. "Pathetic

Serena crossed her arms and glared at them. “Wasn’t yesterday enough for you?” Serena said, her voice filled with anger and sarcasm.“I know people like you — you never listen until you’re punished and embarrassed. You didn’t learn your lesson yesterday, but I won’t let you ruin my special night today.”Damon could hear others making fun of them. Their mocking voices were louder than ever, but he didn’t care. His focus was on Celia, and the insults around them felt like nothing but barking.“I’ve never seen anyone as shameless as them. They’re too shameless to be human,” people said.“How can they show up to Serena’s party again after yesterday? They should be hiding in shame, not walking around like fools.”“They deserve even more humiliation. They should be kicked out. They shouldn’t ruin Serena’s party today,” Serena and others continued, their voices filled with sarcasm.Damon stayed calm. "You’re still the same fools you were yesterday, but I won’t waste my time arguing with you.

Celia’s jaw dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. “For me?”Damon nodded, his expression calm, and somehow that was enough for Celia to know he was telling the truth. He had never lied to her before, but this... this felt almost too good to be real."That’s what Santiago said. He wants to make up for the mess from tonight."But the truth was, Santiago had prepared it for both of them—or maybe just to apologize to Damon at first until Damon changed Santiago's mind. Damon knew that, but he still told Celia it was meant for her alone. After everything she had been through tonight, she deserved more.Celia blinked, her mind racing. “But… why me?” she asked, her voice laced with confusion. “I mean, Serena thinks this party’s for her. She’s been bragging about it all night!”Her hands fidgeted with the strap of her purse, her nerves bubbling to the surface."And they said he's dangerous," she continued, her voice trembling slightly. "What if he’s doing this just to hurt us? What if he

The cool night air hit Celia’s face, but it did nothing to erase the guilt weighing down her heart. As they stepped out of the restaurant, the heaviness lingered, refusing to lift. The chaos of the evening clung to her—Serena’s betrayal. And Damon, standing tall through it all, unshaken. She glanced at him walking beside her, his face calm but unreadable, and her stomach twisted with regret. He’d been dragged into this mess because of her. “Damon, I’m so sorry,” she whispered as they came to a stop near the curb. “This is all my fault. I dragged you into this mess.” Damon turned to her, his dark eyes softening. “Celia, don’t,” he said, calm but unwavering. “You didn’t drag me into anything. None of this falls on you.” His voice was steady, leaving no room for doubt. “Serena planned this from the start. She knew exactly what she was doing. Don’t carry their mess.” Celia bit her lip, eyes dropping to the cracked sidewalk. “I just... I can’t believe she’d do this. Serena was my fr

The room was silent for a few seconds. Shock filled the air, and eyes widened—no one could speak. The only sound was Albert’s ragged breathing. Santiago’s boot had just slammed into Albert’s ribs, and the fear still echoed in everyone’s bones. Serena stood frozen, her hands trembling at her sides, mascara streaking down her cheeks. Damon stood with his arms folded, watching the chaos with a faint, mocking smile. Albert gasped, “Boss, I—” but Santiago cut him off with a glare sharp enough to slice steel. “You absolute fool,” Santiago hissed, his voice shaking with rage and something far colder—fear. “You just threw me into the fire. Do you even realize who you’ve pissed off?” Albert opened his mouth, but no words came out. He backed away, clutching his side. He was both shocked and hurt, not understanding how Santiago had changed so suddenly. His face dropped, feeling like an idiot, and Santiago wouldn’t even let him say anything. Santiago turned to Damon, trying to hide the fea

Albert’s lips curled into a bloody sneer as he stared daggers at Damon.“Santiago will be here soon,” he rasped, voice low but laced with venom. “And when he arrives, that smug smile of yours will vanish—replaced with fear and pain. Just like you made me suffer, he’ll make you scream. I’ll enjoy every second of it.”Damon didn’t react. He stood motionless, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. He stared at Albert as if he were nothing more than an insignificant bug beneath his boot, waiting patiently for Santiago.Serena, however, was a different story.She scrambled toward Albert, her designer dress dragging on the floor, her once-perfectly styled hair now a tangled mess. “Albert, please,” she begged, her voice shrill with panic. “You have to understand—I didn’t know Damon would do this! I swear, I had no idea he was this crazy, apart from being poor and worthless! ”Albert's eyes, dark with fury, shot toward her. "You bastard!" he spat. "No matter what happens, I’m not forgiving