"What? No!" Roberto interjected immediately with wide eyes as he turned to look at Damian for a response. Meanwhile, Damian kept a straight face as he stared silently at Marco, who was giving him a cocky look."Are you trying to play games with me, Marco?" Damian asked calmly, as if Marco's request was not absurd."No," he shrugged. "I'm trying to build trust here.""Fuck you and your trust. Young master, don't listen to him," Roberto said again as Damian's gaze lingered on Marco, as if trying to figure something out by staring at him."Release him," he said at last, and Roberto's eyes widened."What?""Do it," Damian turned to one of the men in suits who went ahead to carry out his order."He tried to kill you," Roberto moved closer to Damian, who didn't take his eyes off Marco for a minute."And I don't like him," Marco said, referring to Roberto when the bomb was removed from his side, and the rope untied."What do you mean?" Damian asked, trying to hide the fact that he was gettin

"Your new girlfriend?" Elena couldn't hold back her curiosity as she stared at Damian, trying to appear less concerned."No. Just some random girl," Damian shrugged as he moved towards the counter and picked up the coffee cup that the woman, whose name he didn't know but had been intimate with, had used.Elena shook her head slowly, struggling to believe it, but she couldn't. The door to the room swung open as she walked out, now dressed. She quickly approached Damian and effortlessly kissed him, making Elena look away."Let's meet again, Mr. Santoro," she smiled and left the room after winking at Elena, who felt anger pulsing through her veins. The woman was beautiful and ravishing, just like Ravenna."Did you sleep with her because of your ex-wife?" Elena didn't know when the question came out, as she gave her boss a judgmental look."What?" Damian asked in disbelief at Elena's sudden question. She never asked him direct questions about his personal life unless it concerned the comp

“Ugh?” Elena's mouth dropped as she was caught off guard by the question."From your behavior, one could tell how much you don’t like Freya. And not because she did anything to you. But because I favor her," he said as Elena's fist clenched in anger."That doesn’t mean I love you, young master. I am just your employee—"With a swift movement, Damian stood up from the chair and walked up to her. He perched on the table in front of Elena, their faces inches away from each other. Elena couldn’t resist the urge to look at his lips, those lips she always dreamt of kissing one day."You sure?" Damian asked with a husky tone."No," she breathed a reply as she sucked in her breath, her gaze shifting to his eyes. Those determined eyes that turned her on."Good," Damian said and stood upright, his hands in his pocket as his gaze lingered down on her. "Don’t. If you don’t want to get hurt. I don’t have the heart to reciprocate whatever love you have for me, Elena," he said as she looked up at hi

"Hello," Ravenna waved her hand with a smile spread across her lips as she stared at Freya, whose blindfold was removed. From the note, she was directed to a place where she would be picked up and taken to Ravenna thereafter.She didn't realize she would be taken to a yacht on the sea in the cold evening."Where is my niece?" Freya made to lunge at Ravenna but was stopped by the hefty men that stood behind her, the same ones that brought her here."If I were you, I would be obedient because your niece's life depends on my mood. Don't act all slutty with me, girl," Ravenna said calmly as Freya bit her lips, a gesture she always made whenever she was scared. The woman was crazy, but she didn't know she was this crazy.As she remembered her grandma in a pool of blood whom she had taken to the morgue, her blood went cold with fear. Was she crazy not to have told anyone before coming here?"Are you doing this because of a man who doesn't even give a hoot about you?" Freya asked angrily as R

"And Elena," Ravenna said as Freya raised a brow."What?" Freya asked with an incredulous chuckle, as if she'd made an absurd request."Why? You claim you have him wrapped around your fingers, and you can't do this small thing?" Ravenna asked with a mocking tone."It's not that. Mr. Santoro doesn't give a damn about Elena. I'll just be wasting my time. Don't tell me you're asking me to stay by his side because of this?" Freya asked."Don't get too confident," Ravenna stated as Freya studied her carefully."I haven't spent so much time with Mr. Santoro, but I know how he feels about Elena," Freya countered."Did he tell you himself, or did you just assume?" Ravenna asked with a challenging look.Freya pressed her lips together as Ravenna studied the apprehensive look on her face. It was working. Whatever mind game she was playing was working, and she enjoyed it."I guess I'll have to confirm for myself," Freya said."Don't do anything stupid," Ravenna warned as she watched Freya carefu