Third POV
“What the hell is this? You said they will never get back together. Now they are living happily ever after!" A woman screamed.
"Shut up, Celine. I know what I'm doing." The bass of a man snapped authoritatively at the woman. "There is perfect timing for everything. You can't just do things whenever you want. Get it through your skull. Don't irritate me." He growled.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that? I am Celine Williams!" She shouted.
Suddenly the man wrapped his fingers around her neck, his grip tight. She started choking but he kept tightening his grip
"L-let g-g-o." She struggled with her words. He lets her go and she falls to the ground clutching her throat in pain. She coughed loudly and he grabbed a glass of water for her and handed it to her. He watched her as she gulped down the glass of cold water.
"You want his money and I want her body. We have to be patient to win that. You get it?” He asked and she nodded. "That bitch has to suffer this time. There will be nobody to protect her this time, like last time." He said more to himself than to the woman in the room with him. A memory starts to play In his mind.
"Mr. Mathews." Lucy placed a letter in front of him. He furrowed his eyebrows at her. She was wearing a gray pencil skirt with an ocean blue shirt that accentuated her perfect curves, leaving her looking sexy as ever.
His thoughts were clouded with her on his table and legs spread apart for him while he fucks her senseless. He pushed the perverted thoughts away and scanned the letter.
"What's this?" He asked her. She breathed heavily, her chest rising along. The man suddenly felt his pants tighten. He cleared his throat.
"It's my resignation letter." She informed and his eyes widened in shock. Fuck! He cursed himself. Now his plan of fucking her and getting what he wanted from the first day she stepped into his office had failed. She's leaving and he won't be able to stop her.
"Resignation? Why, Miss. Stones Do you have any problem here?" He asked, trying to control his rage. He fisted his palms under the table before she began to speak.
"I am engaged." She said, "My fiance doesn't want me to work."
Engaged? To that bastard, Damon Walter. He knew they both were dating and one of the reasons he wanted to fuck her was to hurt Damon.
Damon Walter because of whom he lost his baby sister. That sick fuck is now engaged to this bitch.
"I can't accept this.” He said, as softly as possible. "You have to continue to work."
He ordered.
"She won't." They both turned their heads toward the door as they heard a voice. One that was so familiar to Lucia. There stood the CEO of the company, Mr. Adams, and Damon Walter himself. Damon walked towards Lucy and wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her close to him in a possessive manner.
"Ronald Mathews." He rises from his seat to offer his hand to Damon, against his will, but Damon ignores his hand. He pulled away his hand and fisted it behind his back.
"The resignation letter will be accepted." Mr. Adams said and Ronald nodded, agreeing against his will.
"Yes, sir." He said and signed the paper.
"All done, Mr. Walter." Mr. Adams turned to Damon but Damon's eyes were on Mr. Ronald Mathews. He turned his gaze to the old man.
"Thank you, Mr. Adams. We'll be leaving now." He said and pulled Damon out of the room.
After everyone had left, Ronald sat in his chair, his jaw was tightly clenched, and his hands were molded into fists as he tried to control himself. He was so pissed that he might kill someone. But he couldn't do that so he just smashed a vase on his table and dragged in deep, harsh breaths.
"Let's call him." He said.
“ He said not to. He said he'll be very busy while I know he's gonna be with that bitch!" Celine whined.
"I'll talk. I'll say that someone attacked you. You have the prints on your neck." He observed.
"What?" Celine tensed but then she wanted Damon and his money. And she was going to do anything for that. "Fine, call him.” She finally agreed.
Ronald called Damon from Celine's mobile and Damon answered after a few rings.
"What is it?" He sounded disgusted and annoyed, as he always does whenever she calls.
"Mr. Horan." He gritted his teeth. "Miss Williams has been attacked by a stranger.”
"What?" He said, shocked.
"Yes sir. We need you here." He explained.
"I can't come now.” Damon sighed and Ronald smirked.
"She's asking for you, sir." He said.
"But-" Damon started, but Ronald cut him off.
"Sir, she's your responsibility. The press will get to know about this and it will become a problem." He lied and heard Damon sigh once again.
"Okay, fine." Damon ended the call. "He's coming.” Ronald declared. "I'll go and come back once he's gone. Try to make him spend the night. It will be easy."
He instructed.
"What is the plan?" Celine asked.
“That's for me to know, you to find out and them to suffer," Ronald smirked and walked out of the hotel room.
LUCIA'S POV
Morning comes before I know it and the first thing I notice is that Damon isn't next to me. I sigh heavily and sit up on the bed. I pull my hair up into a bun and push the covers off of me. The anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach returns as I walk into the bathroom.
Where are you, Damon?
I take a long warm shower to get my mind off things but it isn't working. I wrap the towels, one around my body and another one around my hair. I walk out of the bathroom and check my phone.
There are no texts or calls from Damon. I sigh heavily and start to put on my clothes. Once done I walk into the kids' room to wake them up.
"Emma. Baby, you have to wake up now." I coo and she wiggles on her pink bed. "Wake up, darling." I kiss her head as she slowly opens her eyes.
"Good morning, Mommy." She yawns and sits up on the bed, rubbing her eyes. I kiss her cheek.
"Good morning, darling," I say and stand up to walk to Evan's bed. I run my fingers through his hair and he murmurs something in his sleep.
"Time to wake up baby boy," I say as I continue to run my fingers through his hair. He sits up slowly and crawls into my lap, wrapping his arms around my neck and snuggling into my chest. I kiss his hair.
"Are we going to school today?" He asks.
"I don't think so. Your dad says that he transferred to your schools." I stand up with him in my arms as I hold my hand out for Emma. She takes it and I lead them into the bathroom to help them brush their teeth.
"Is daddy home?" Emma asks as I spread the toothpaste on their toothbrushes.
“No. Not yet." I smile and hand them their toothbrushes. As they start to brush their teeth, my phone buzzes in my pocket.
From Damon:
Will be home in a few.
I sigh In relief and reply to his texts. To Damon:
Okay. See you, then.
Thank god he's fine. I was so worried about him for most of the night and in the morning. I need to ask him what took him so long and why didn't he text me. I sigh and ask the kids to finish up and walk downstairs to make the breakfast
Then, I realize that Damon's parents will be leaving in an hour to go to London.
When I reach the kitchen, Julietta is already making the toast and eggs. She turns as she hears me enter the kitchen and smiles widely at me.
"Good morning, Honey." She says and caresses my cheek and continues to cook.
"You didn't have to do it. I was about to start cooking." I say and turn on the coffee.
"It's okay honey. I was bored.” She giggles and I can't help but smile back.
A knock on the door interrupts us and I rush towards the door hoping it is Damon.
I open the door and there stands Damon I sigh in relief. Damon smiles tiredly at me and leans forward to wrap his arms around me.
We stay like that in each other's arms for a while and Damon pulls away after leaving a small peck on the side of my neck making me shiver.
"I'm gonna get ready." He says and walks past me into the house. He waves at his father and kisses his stepmom on her cheek, surprising her. "Are you guys ready to go?" He asks them and they both nod. I follow him upstairs and the kids block our way.
"Daddy!" They both squeal. Damon smiles down at them and bends down to pick them up. They both giggle and Kiss Damon on his cheeks.
“Hello, guys. Sleep well?" He asks and sets them on the ground. They both nod. Damon smiles and ruffles their hair before walking past them and into my bedroom.
"Grandma made breakfast. Have it and when you come back, I will bathe you." I say and they both nod before walking down the stairs. I make my way into my room and furrow my eyebrows as I see Damon sitting on the bed with his head in his hands.
What's wrong?
"Damon?" I called. His head lifts and his eyes fall on me. Something crosses his face and my breath hitches. "Are you Okay?" | ask him, unsure. He's quiet and looks at me like he's so sorry. "Damon?" I say again. He seems to pull out of his thoughts and he blinks rapidly.
"Yeah." He breathes. "Yes, I am fine. I am just... tired." He says and the pause creates uneasiness in the pit of my stomach.
"Um...are you sure? Do you want to talk?" I ask again.
"I said I am fine." He snaps loudly, making me jump slightly. "Shit. Lucia, I am sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you." He says and I smile.
"Damon, it's okay. You're tired. I get it." I walk closer to him and sit next to him on the bed. I run my hand up and down his back and he sighs heavily. "What is it?" My voice is hoarse.
"I just don't want to leave you and go." He admits and my subconscious breathes a small sigh of relief. "I don't want to go.” He says and lays his head on my shoulder. I run my fingers through his hair as a smile makes its way to my lips.
"You'll be back tonight," I say and he nods against my shoulder. "And it's important Damon. You should go and you will be back tonight."
I say softly. He nods again. "Now get ready." I kiss his head and he raises it from my shoulder. He looks at me for a few seconds and then he smiles his girl-killer smile. I smile and peck his lips softly.
“What was that for?" He asks, his voice so soft and I can't help but blush slightly. "You are so cute when you blush." He chuckles and kisses my pink cheek. "I'm gonna take a shower. Would you like to join?” He smirks lightly. I hit his shoulder and we both laughed.
“Always a pervert." I tease and he smirks.
"Can't argue with that." He says.
We both laugh but I feel like there's something that is gonna rip us apart once again and the thought itself is so painful. I shake the thoughts and concentrate on Damon, for now.