Damien stood before the long mirror in the room and adjusted his shirt to make it perfect. He was going to meet Mr Nelson again so he put more effort into getting ready than he did when he went to meet him the first time. Not for a particular reason, but he just felt the need to put in more effort.He picked up his car key and went out of his room. Nelson sent an address for their meet-up, which was in a restaurant uptown. One of the many restaurants owned by the family. He had no idea why he chose to meet him there, but he knew it might be because of what happened at the hotel. He drove to the address, using a map as a guide and when he got there, he pulled over and handed the key to a valet who took over the driver's seat and drove the car away. Damien looked around, examining the area following his instinct, before he averted his gaze back to the restaurant, which had transparent glass walls, revealing the interior design and everyone in it. It was beautified with expensive dec
Damien immediately went down and Nelson followed suit, lucky enough to escape being hit by the bullet. The men in black brought out their guns and began to shoot in the direction of the shooter. Damien remained in his position, surprisingly not as scared as he thought he would be when he came across a shooter or assassin. He had no idea why he felt so confident with the two men around them.One thing he was sure of was that, he wouldn't get hit. He was back to fame exposure and that was going to happen one way or the other. The room became calm and the two of them came out of their hiding spot. The two men quickly led them out, and when they were in safety, Nelson finally breathed in relief, while Damien kept staring at the room they had come out from. "I apologize for putting your life in danger. They are surely after me and I should have been more careful," Nelson apologized breathlessly, but Damien didn't hold it against him. "It wasn't in your power to control it. Besides, ne
The corners of his lips quirked up as he drew closer, not letting go of Damien's hand. There was nothing but anger and hatred in his eyes, which was noticeable to Damien. He knew he still had a grudge and he wouldn't leave until he got his revenge. Revenge on what exactly? Damien wondered and pulled his hand from his grip. "You don't have to throw away my card that way," he muttered and went to pick it up. Coming back to the cashier's table, Neil suddenly gripped his shirt and squeezed it tight, in a way he wouldn't be able to pull out. "You destroyed my life?" He gritted his teeth, with rage burning in his eyes, ready to burn everything it came across. Damien tried to pull his hand away from him, but the man was strong. "I didn't destroy your life. You did it yourself. You tried to kill your father," he answered. Neil clenched his jaw and tightened his grip, "I will never try to kill my father. You know nothing!"Damien smirked and let go trying to force his way out, "The doct
Damien drew his brows together, staring at him in confusion. What job would he want him to do that would attract bountiful pay?Whatever Neil was up to, wasn't going to end well. "What job are you talking about?" Damien questioned curiously his brows knitted. Neil looked around and when he was sure no one was looking at them, he stepped closer. "I want you to go back to the hotel and tell everyone what you said was a lie. You were made to say it. Tell them Nelson made you lie," he answered, taking Damien aback. "You want me to go as far as doing that? Then what would you do? Continue giving your father the sleeping medications until his death?"He sighed and every part of him spoke frustration, "I won't give him that medication. I just want you to tell everyone that Nelson sent you and you vindicate me from all these. Maybe my father may like me a little bit," he lowered his gaze as he said the last sentence. Damien stared at him, feeling pity. All he could see was a man, craving
Regina walked out of the Calloway's company waiting for her driver to bring out her car from the parking lot. She scrolled through her social media and a message popped in from her group chat.Tapping on it, her face was immediately covered with a scowl. The name she hated was been mentioned in the group and everyone was highlighting it. It was as it has been, always about Damien. All her friends and people close to her have been talking about Damien. 'Where has this doctor been all this while? He is just so amazing. Got a message from my friend that her mother, who was dealing with a chronic disease is getting better, thanks to him.' She read one of the messages. 'Not only is he a good doctor. I have seen his pictures online and that guy is fucking hot and so good-looking.' Another message read. Regina read the message and scrunched her nose in irritation. If he was the Damien she knew, then he was far from hot, she thought, getting pissed off by the praises. She rolled her eyes
Damien was able to stop the car. He looked through his mirror and saw the car that bumped into him packed across. He breathed deeply and came out of his car. The back was badly hit while the front of the other car suffered the same fate."Hey, you! If you don't know how to drive properly, then stay off the road," the owner of the other car yelled while walking to him. "You tried to kill me, didn't you?" Damien looked at the hit again and let out a deep breath. He was driving at the maximum speed allowed on that road and made sure to avoid crossing over to the other lane. It was the other driver who was at fault."You are clearly at fault. You were driving above the maximum speed, weren't you?" Damien questioned which got the man pissed off. "How dare you blame me? You crossed over to the other side of the road and I bumped into you," he countered, using his hand to describe the diversion. Damien drew his brows together, wondering how he could accuse him of something that never hap
Intimidated by them? Damien almost laughed at her remark, but he was too frustrated to react to it. "Are we still on this?" He questioned and dialed a number on his phone. "Then, why don't we settle this legally? I will call the cops to see what happened and they decide if I am at fault or not."Simon stepped forward and pointed a finger at him, "If you dare call the cops, I will make sure you spend your life in the hospital."Damien let out a deep breath and brought down his head. The day wasn't his luck. He wondered why he had to meet them."Babe, let's go. We are only wasting our time trying to get him to pay. We don't want to get involved with the cops, do we?" Elizabeth whispered into his ear and he stared at her for a few seconds before he averted his gaze to Damien. "You are lucky my wife is a forgiving woman. I swear, I would have made your life miserable and taught you not to cross the path of people bigger than you," he warned and walked away with his wife, heading back to
Damien stared at his phone, wondering why Jason had requested that they meet. Jason has been out of the country for months. His sudden request came as a huge surprise to Damien. He was back!He let out a deep breath and fell back on his bed. But what could be so urgent that he requested they see immediately? He wondered and sat up again. Did something happen to him? He wondered. When they first met, Jason approached him 'cause of his health and Damien was the only one who was able to come up with a long-lasting solution. He let out a deep breath and fell back on the bed, convincing himself it wasn't something serious. Maybe he wants them to catch up after staying away for so long.…Morning Damien got ready for his meeting with Jason, which was going to be in two hours. They were going to meet in a restaurant in the North and luckily for him, it wasn't far from the hotel. He looked at himself one more time in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. Getting everything he needed, h