Damon's cheek burnt due to the intensity of the slap he was given, he had no idea what the general was talking about. Did he expect him to hug and kiss the man who wanted to kill him? He hadn't intended to kill him, everything he did was purely based on self-defense and survival instincts. “Bloody bastard!” The general spat angrily.A few men came and saw the scene in front of them, the general turned to look at them, his eyes blazing with anger.“What's the meaning of this? Who sent Larry into this room?” He asked, but none of the men could answer.“Get rid of the body now and let this be the last time this silly prank should be played in my base. For your punishments, two hundred push-ups in the training ground now!” He ordered, and one of the men immediately picked up Larry's body.Damon noticed the hateful glare they all gave him before they left the room. He had so many questions to ask, but there was no one to ask. Most of his body weight was relaxed on the wall, and he was

Damon's eyes widened when he saw the supposed hideout of the criminals that kidnapped Sia; it was a clubhouse bustling with life and energy. He checked his phone again, and the location given by the general was pointing exactly at that clubhouse. The clubhouse was close to the city, so it wouldn't be that suspicious if he decided to go in. Something in his head whispered, ‘This is a suicide mission’ And he couldn't agree more with the voice, everyone on the base had wished him farewell, some even betting on his life and most people bet on the fact that he won't come back alive. The general had personally dropped him off before he zoomed off to the city, he'd told him he'd wait for him at that same spot in the next four hours, and if he doesn't come out in the next four hours, he'd consider him dead and from the intensity in his voice, he'd meant every word he said. He took a deep breath and began to head towards the clubhouse, he began to wonder what Sia came to do here that led to

Damon stared at the moving Sia in awe, she just killed two men without any form of remorse, she'd taken two lives in less than a minute and she was walking away without even giving a second glance. He shook off the surprise and began to rush towards her, his mind thinking about a lot of things. He had no idea who Sia was because from what she'd done a few minutes ago, she was more than the shy, lovely, and ever-smiling Sia, right now she looks cold and murderous. "Which way to go, weakling?" She asked, turning to face him once they were out of the room.Damon arched his brow, "What did you just say?" He asked, giving her a blank stare. "I'm just asking you which way to go, no need to give me such looks." She purred and he gave her a scornful look. "Since you're the boss, why don't you lead the way." He said in mockery."Don't play games with me, boy, I could kill you and no one would know." She threatened, dangling the gun in her hand. "Just do it, believe me... I don't give a fu

Damon's eyes were fixed on the general and Sia who are conversing in hushed tones, they appeared so engrossed in the discussion that they seem to have forgotten that he was there. He sighed, sipping on the wine he was given, his mind filled with questions and his body seemed to be in discomfort. He needs to shower but those superiors don't think he requires any form of bath or rest after sending him on a mission. Why would he call him here when in the actual sense, it was Sia he intended to speak with, the man would never cease to amaze and punish him. Despite their hushed discussion, he could still hear some of their sentences, when it comes to sharp hearing, his ears pick sounds. "Damon?" He heard a calm voice call him and he looked up, once he saw the general, he immediately stood up."Yes, general?" "Sit. Don't worry about the rules if you're here in my house." He said with an amused expression.Damon's inside burned with more questions and he wished to have them answered. Th

"You're unfortunate Damon! You're frivolity!! you'll always be nothing!!" A female voice screeched, despite the blurry image, one could tell how much hatred her voice held. "I regretted getting involved with you! I hate you Damon, I hate you!! I wish I never met you. I cursed the day I met you, cursed the day our eyes locked... I curse you and everything that you represent, you're not worth being called a man Damon, you're not." The voice rants and rants on the silhouette sitting quietly and listening to her. The silhouette of the woman went towards the man's silhouette sitting and began to hit him but the man did not attempt to block her weak punches, he just allowed her to hit and scream at him. "I hate you, Damon, I loathe you!!" She shouted, her vulnerable fist connecting to the man's back.His hands suddenly grabbed the woman's hands and their eyes locked, "You can detest me all you want Celena but I love you and I always will." A deep voice muttered and hugged the crying strug