As they made the jump, falling and the heated air wafting through them, they heard the sound of the helicopter, Damon cussed under his breath as he fell, those darn rescue teams always come at the wrong time! If he dies in the process of this fall, if there's anything like phantoms or if they ever existed, he'll turn into one and hunt those assholes for life. Bloody rascals! The fall was lengthy but somehow quick, he knew their chances of survival were slim, probably tinier than twenty percent, but he still hopes to survive even if the chance is by one percent, his mind went numb, his body too weak and he felt dizziness overcoming him but he strives to stay awake till he makes contact with the water. He would try to hit the water head to minimize his body surface area that would take the brunt of the water force impact, he stretched like a pencil and when he turned, he saw the general was in the same style, he hoped they would land on their feet... Well... Here goes nothing. Imme
TWO MONTHS LATER. After a hectic day at work, Damon dropped on his bed immediately as he entered his room. Weary was a word too small to describe how he was feeling, General Leo's industry in Italy was something that was exhausting, incorporated with his mafia, he also runs an empire that had different tributaries in some parts of the world that are involved in diverse businesses.Working as his assistant is draining, he'd been exposed to different infamous people, he'd met villains and heroes of the people. He doesn't want to get involved in the underworld shits much and the general understands him perfectly. The door opened and he knew exactly who it was, "Hi Sia, you won't perish if you knock." He muttered, looking towards the incoming woman."Get your lazy ass up, your big brother is arriving home tonight," Sia announced, dropping onto the bed by his side. "Are you serious!? Why the fuck didn't you tell me before? He didn't find it important to tell me either." He accused and s
"Are you sure he's fine? He looks so disturbed, even in his slumber." General Leo asked Sia for the up tenth time and all she could do was give him a tired smile. It's past five A.M. in the morning and Damon hasn't woken up, both general Leo and Sia had been by his bedside ever since he passed out."You should go and rest, general. I'll take care of him, I'll call you once he's awake." Sia suggested but the man shook his head, he'd stay here till he woke up."Don't worry Sia, I'll stay." He muttered and Sia just shrugged and faced the unconscious man. A low sigh escaped Sia's mouth, she'd been cursing herself for showing him the lady's video. She is sure about one thing, he knew that lady from the past, and that could only be the reason why his brain was triggered immediately when he saw her. Her prayers now are that he wakes up fine, she doesn't want anything that would harm him, he'd become an important facet of her life in a way, and he'd become the friend she never had."Celena
The private jet landed at one of the private airports owned by Leo's empire, the door opened and Damon stepped out, radiating in all majesty, his black tailored suit looks casual but yet it screams quality.General Leo stepped out next, followed by Sia, the three all had a blank expression, studying the security men at the airport. They move a bit farther away from the jet to talk. "I'll miss you Damon, come back soon and bring your lady love," Sia muttered and Damon smiled."Don't miss me too much, once I can convince Celena, we'll be on our way. I promise." He assured the gloomy-looking woman and they both exchanged a hand shake."I can't believe you two are shaking hands, what happened to some friendly hug?" General Leo asked, shaking his head. "Sia had become formal ever since she found out that I have a wife. I can say that she'd become distant too but once I get back to Italy, we're sorting things out." Damon grumbled and she rolled her eyes."I'll give you two some space to
"Hello... Wifey. Miss me?" Damon asked, his arms crossed across his chest, enjoying the waves of shock his presence had emittedThe perplexed-looking woman opened her mouth to talk but no words came out of it, all she did was gaze hard at the man, queries clouding her mind and confusion fogging her brain. How was this possible? The elevator in the house made a ding sound that pierced the silent tense atmosphere. Damon looked towards the elevator and saw Mr. and Mrs. Carney came out, engrossed in a deep discussion but they stood dead in their tracks when they looked up and saw their dead son-in-law standing with a smirk on his face. Mrs. Carney nearly had a heart attack but her husband held her when she staggered backward. "Good day everyone. I'm sure you all missed me, stop giving me the shocked expressions, I'm here, in flesh and blood." Damon said aloud and the first person to recover from the shock was Mr. Carney. "What do you want here, Damon?" Mr. Carney asked, coming toward
"Isn't this your late husband? I thought you told me he's dead?" Victor asked, giving Damon a disgustful glare. "Well, it turns out that he got lucky and he's back for me." She replied, entwining her fingers with that of Victor's."Good day, Mr. Victor, a pleasure meeting you." Damon enunciated, bringing forth his hand for a handshake but Victor ignored him to focus on his woman. "Why did you allow him in? He's polluting this villa with his poverty-stricken self and where did he get such a suit from? You should run some checks on him or the police might storm into this place inquiring for a thief. You wouldn't want your family name to be soiled again because of a pathetic man like him, would you?" He asked the woman who was all over him. "I have no idea where he managed to get such a suit, darling, just forget him like he doesn't exist because he's dead to me. Can we go in now? I've missed you so much!" She muttered impatiently, dragging her man away. "I'm not done talking, Celena
"Here comes the deities of abject destitution." Ayden grins as he spots Damon coming into the mansion. Damon heard him but choosed to ignore him, he's too happy to care about what he says, seeing his family on the streets again after almost two years of separation gave him some form of solitude that he never knew existed. He'd truly missed everyone. The Carney family seems to have some guests around, when he saw them, he made a quick turn but halted when his mother-in-law called him. "Damon, come here." She calledHe gritted his teeth, took in a deep breath, turned around, and began to head towards the woman.The guests, consisting of a finely dressed man and a woman, stared at him. He was supposed to look down as some form of respect but he stared back and they marvel at his boldness. "Serafina, don't you teach your workers how to show some respect?" The woman asked, staring at Damon who just stared back. "I'm sorry, he's new here. Damon, get some more drinks for my future in-la
Damon felt something prick his body roughly and he quickly turned around to find out what caused that painful sensation on his skin only to find Victor with an empty syringe in his hand, his face having this devilish smirk he'd grown tired of seeing. Before he could utter a word, he suddenly felt weak, his whole body began to give way and in less than a minute, he fell to the floor with a soft thud and he let out a low weak groan. "You won't be getting away that easily, you piece of trash, you think you can come here and leave here alive!?" Victor boomed and Damon looked up, his eyes blurry but he could still make out the figures in front of him. "Honey, where are the divorce papers?" Victor asked the stunned-looking woman who seemed to be in a fright. "Celena! Where the hell are the divorce papers, he needs to sign them." Victor asked angrily and the daze-looking woman snapped out of her trance. "He tore them." She replied, her voice almost a whisper, she'd been in shock about D