Ravenna stood there for a while staring at her father, praying he made a move or said something.“I’ll be down in 10.” He said finally as she freed her clenched fist which she held for a while now due to her nervousness.“Okay.” She said barely in a whisper and turned around to the living room where men from her dad’s inner circle sat, all looking rich and expensive but red with rage.Each exuded an air of authority and success that could be felt as they sat, even in silence. The first man, Giuseppe Bianchi, was the epitome of the fashion industry. Dressed in a tailored black suit, he wore a crisp white shirt underneath, a silk tie adorned with intricate patterns, and patent leather shoes that glistened under the soft chandelier light. His perfectly groomed salt-and-pepper hair was a testament to his meticulous attention to detail.Sitting across from him was Leonardo Rossi, a titan in the world of finance. His attire exuded sophistication, as he sported a finely cut charcoal-gray pi

"Domenico? Who the hell are you?" Amiri made an irritated face, hating the fact that he was being kept in suspense."Like I said, your new nemesis," Damian replied as he stared at Paulo, who was sitting opposite him, munching on an ice cream greedily with a happy smile."You...," Amiri began to say."Mind your language. I know you're just a bloody illiterate who owns a syndicate and thinks you run the world, but I've got a spoiler for you, my dear." Damian paused as his lips curved into a smile. "Paulo is right in front of me, happily enjoying some ice flavored drink. Would you like to meet him?" He asked in a casual tone."Is that Daddy?" Paulo, the six-year-old, looked up at Damian with his big, curious eyes.Damian flashed him a smile. "Yes, boy. Daddy is on his way to pick you up." He replied as Paulo gave him a smile and continued with his ice cream."How the hell do you have Paulo?! What are you doing with my boy?!" Amiri shouted in sheer frustration and anger as Damian put the

"It's evident that the Kings are trying to go against the president. How disgraceful!" Mrs. Castile exclaimed during the emergency shareholders' meeting held a few days after Lucian's press conference."That isn't the issue. If we believe Mr. Santoro is innocent, it's of no use as the stocks keep decreasing daily. Everyone is in a bind," one shareholder commented, while Damian sat in his usual seat at the far end, barely listening to the banter.Since the conference and the spread of news, the whole nation had been in an uproar. Even though the police had investigated and declared him innocent, some masses were still adamant. Santoro's stock was the most affected, and the shareholders were not left out. Some who were truly sad about it voiced their opinions, while those who had always hated him saw this as an opportunity to get back at him."Everyone..." Damian calmly interjected, and the room became silent once more. Even in the midst of the chaos, he knew the power he wielded over t

“Never,” Damian said as Roberto sighed in relief.“I would never make such a mistake, Roberto. The kings have bartered me in ways that I don’t think I would be able to heal again.” Damian stated but Roberto still had this nagging feeling that his boss was saying one thing while his heart meant another. Either way, be let it lie and didn’t discuss it further.Meanwhile, as Ravenna walked out of the Santoro Group building, her body shook in fury as she thought of how Damian had been treated after she became a black sheep in her family for him.She took a taxi and got in.“The airport please.” She said and rested back on the cab chair, her mind drifting to the look he had on his face earlier. He looked like he was going to succumb at some point. This proves Damian still has some feelings left for her. But the other sin she and her father had committed against him was too great.“Excuse me, sir, take me to Jade Hotel.” She said to the cab driver to make a turn. She had planned if things h

Damian eyes widened in shock as he stared at the unconscious body lying on the floor, right before him as the assaulter dashed off, he ran quickly after him but on a second thought he returned to Ravenna lying on the floor, in his stead.How the hell did Ravenna get shot instead of him? He slumped beside her, and he stared at her white crop top got soaked in red. “Ravenna….”He breathed, as he shook her hard but got no response.“911….911….911…”He repeated like a mantra as he shakily brought off his phone from his pants with his stained hands.“There’s-There’s……”Damian was finding it hard to breathe as he put the phone to his ear, and stared at Ravenna's body. His whole body shivered but he was trying hard to gather himself. “There’s an emergency.” He managed to say.“Sir….calm down and explain what exactly happened to you. Where are you right now?” The receiver who was a lady from the other side asked.“The garage at Santoro Group’s Headquarters.” Damian managed to find his voice.“Al