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DamianThe rest of the day went on smoothly, everyone minded their business and went about their day. I knew Mila was still in the house because her scent still lingered in the air. But she kept herself out of my sight and even though it pricked me, it was for the best. I can’t brew anything in this current environment and situation right now. I’ll only give Rostella something else to hold on to when she wants to prove just how diabolic she can be. As I sat in the courtyard, my face buried between the pages of my journal, a car pulled over in the driveway. I turned and it was Serena, and when I checked again for Charles, he wasn’t there with her. Serena walked up to me, hands in the air and a disappointed look on her face. “I tried sir..” she announced. “Dawson is just a tough nut to crack.” “Charles Dawson turned down my invite?” I scoffed, an unbelieving laughter erupted as I imagined how someone with almost nothing left to his name could be so arrogant still. “You’ve done you

Damian“Rostella I think you should leave..” Mila added, pulling me to the side while she stood between Rostella and I. “And who are you to involve yourself in private matters?” Rostella shot back sternly, her left hand still rubbing against her reddened neck. “If it weren’t for me, I wonder how you would have broken free from his grip. So please do yourself a huge favor and see yourself out before things slip out of everyone’s control!” The firmness in Mila’s voice shook the ground. I’ve never seen her stand on business before. “Damian… are you just going to stand there and watch her speak to me in this manner?” Rostella’s voice softened. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she tried to step forward but Mila stood in her way. “We were finally getting along, remember when you put this necklace around my neck?” She said,I glanced at her neck and then at Mila. I thought she’d flip out, but she didn’t even look down at Rostella’s neck. Her eyes remained glued to her face, anger seethin

Damian“Rostella I think you should leave..” Mila added, pulling me to the side while she stood between Rostella and I. “And who are you to involve yourself in private matters?” Rostella shot back sternly, her left hand still rubbing against her reddened neck. “If it weren’t for me, I wonder how you would have broken free from his grip. So please do yourself a huge favor and see yourself out before things slip out of everyone’s control!” The firmness in Mila’s voice shook the ground. I’ve never seen her stand on business before. “Damian… are you just going to stand there and watch her speak to me in this manner?” Rostella’s voice softened. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she tried to step forward but Mila stood in her way. “We were finally getting along, remember when you put this necklace around my neck?” She said,I glanced at her neck and then at Mila. I thought she’d flip out, but she didn’t even look down at Rostella’s neck. Her eyes remained glued to her face, anger seethin

Damian. “Good morning..” Mila greeted softly. Serena glanced at me as she sat beside me, her arms folded tightly over her chest. “Good morning..” Serena replied. She clearly had questions and I knew I’d have to deal with that later. “Anyways, as I was saying Serena..” I continued, snapping her back to the main issue on ground. “There’s no need beating around the bush anymore and playing hide and seek with the Baldwins and the Bakers..” “So you’re telling me that your sister whom you mourned is actually alive and in the custody of Preston and Rostella?” “Exactly. And what’s even worse, she doesn’t even recall who I am..” I grunted. My fists clenched beside me but Mila gently placed her palm over it, helping me ease the tension. Serena noticed it and a smirk appeared on the corner of her lips but she didn’t utter a word. “So what’s the next line of action?” She asked. I rubbed my temple with my other hand and let out a heavy sigh. “I have a few ideas, but I need time to implemen

DamianOur lips intertwined, not even taking a second to gasp for air. Our chests were tightly against each other, so close I could feel her heartbeat. I moved carefully, my fingers almost digging into her thighs as I held her tightly, ascending the stairs quickly to the bedroom.I longed for her, pined for her even. I didn’t know she or anyone could have such an impact on me.“Are you okay?” I asked, pulling my lips away to catch some air. She nodded immediately, finding my lips again.Soon, we reached the bedroom, and I carefully placed her on the bed; one by one, I let loose of her clothing. From her linen nightdress to her cotton underwear, now soaked. “Hurry.” She muttered.Never seen her so bold, so in control, and for a moment I paused to admire her. Her silk black hair was as free as the forest winds, cascading down her back, while some strands were glued to her forehead and her face from the heat.I took off my clothes, and carefully I let myself into the warmth between he

DamianStanding by my window, I stared into the empty night. My heart raced, my eyes burned and my throat felt blocked. I spent three years of my life mourning my entire family, only to reunite with my only sister and she doesn’t even know who I am. I have no idea what Preston and Rostella must have done to her, but this guessing game is over. I don’t care what Rostella has up her sleeves, now my intentions will be made open. A sigh of frustration escaped my lips as I dug my hands into my pocket and took out my phone to call Serena. The phone rang a couple of times before she answered, her voice not rising above a whisper. “Your mission there is over Serena..” I said firmly, ignoring her greetings. “What?” She shot from the other end. “I don’t understand sir, what do you mean it’s over? We’ve barely even started the real deal..” I heard a soft knock on my door and Mila let herself in before I could turn around completely. In her hand was a bowl of soup on a tray and a warm smile