“What is he doing here?” Roberto breathed, a mixture of surprise and fear on his face as he felt compelled to keep his gaze on Leonardo as if scared he might do something if he looked away.“Hi”. Leonardo said almost curtly as his gaze remained on Damian who wasn’t sure how to react to seeing him here after their meeting the other time.Leonardo started to move forward, his hands dipped in his pocket as he approached Damian who pressed his lips as he watched him, trying not to look too shocked.“We have to talk.” Leonardo said, after stopping an inch away from the large oak desk that separated them.Damian started to nod as if he was being controlled. “Sure. Sure come on. Have a seat. Let’s talk.” He started to move towards the area where he meet people. Two long sofas facing each other and a sofa and the front end.“In private.” Leonardo looked by his side as if regarding Roberto who was still looking uneasy.Roberto quickly rushed towards Damian’s side without waiting for him to rep
“Never.” Leonardo replied with the same energy Damian was giving. Leonardo stood up in a fit of rage with his hands clenched by his side. “I’m warning you, Domenico. Don’t underestimate me based on your past experience with me.” He growled as Damian raised his head to meet his glare. “I am hungry.” He started to stay, to intimidate Damian. “And when a tiger is hunger, he hunts.” He started to shake his head. “No matter how big the prey is.” He pointed to Damian. “Watch out, Domenico.” He said and turned to start to leaving. As he placed his hand on the door knob to turn on, Damian spoke up, now standing up. “I won’t listen to your pleas when things go south for you, Leonardo. You’ll have only yourself to blame.” Damian said in a warning tone and a wishful attempt to change his dear brother mind who was just too stubborn.“You overestimate yourself.” Leonardo growled inwardly.“I will make sure your jail term is reduced if you turn yourself in.” Damian found himself saying again as
“What do you mean?” Leonardo asked as he watched his ever mysterious uncle. Even though he doesn’t like the energy that emanated from the very first day they met, he didn’t have much choice, did he?At this point of his life, everyone wanted to corner him at one point or another. Ravenna…Domenico….especially his junior brother.“How about we trap your little brother….teach him a thing or two.” He raised his brow in a mischievous smile as Leonardo watched him calmly, his next question brewing in his mind.“Why do you want to help me?” “Because it is your right.” He said with a cold gaze as his tone turned bitter. “Right from time, people like Domenico, his father always sought for things not meant for them, taking over other people’s inheritance.” He said, as he started looking in a daze as he shifted his gaze to Leonardo as his lips curved into a creepy smile.“Sorry I’m talking about your father like that.” He said as Leonardo shook his head. “It’s fine. I never knew him. I just kn
Leonardo dropped the telephone as he rushed out of the room, grabbing his car keys as he made his way towards the exit of the mansion. He wasn’t sure what all this was about—Lucian’s death and what Valentine was blabbering about—there must be a connection. He needed to see Valentine and talk things out.To his surprise, he found Valentine standing at the doorway, waving at him with a smile. “Hi, dear cousin,” Valentine said casually as Leonardo raised a brow, completely stunned.“How are—" he started to say, but Valentine shushed him and placed a hand on his shoulder, turning him back into the house.“You look stunned, cousin. Did you see a ghost or something?” Valentine started, but Leonardo brushed off his hand, his face now grim with anger.“What did you do?” Leonardo asked, not sure why he was angry, feeling foolish for meeting with this man at first.Valentine watched him for a while, stunned by Leonardo’s sudden reaction. His parted lips showed that. Then Valentine closed them a
“Tell us, Mr Domenico Santoro, why would an important figure like yourself want to kill someone like Mr Lucian kings?” The large eyed detective that sat across the table thag separated Damian and him in the questioning room where they’ve been for the past thirty minutes with Damian listening to the unending questions of the detective as to why he killed Lucian.Damian stared at him with that non chalant way he did since the questioning began. “Inasmuch as I hate to repeat myself.” He started fo say in an almost angry tone. “I will say it again. And my answer is I don’t know shit.” He sneered. “And I will only talk to my lawyer. The faster you understand this, the better for all of us.” Damian said as he shifted his gaze to the name tag that was hooked on his uniform. “Mr Fabio….”He completed in an irritated tone. He was already pissed that the police had barged into his house at almost dawn, arresting him based on the charge of Lucian’s death. It was crazy because he hadn’t expected
“Ain’t you the smartest?” Damian asked with a bored smile as Valentine chuckled. “Why do u sense sarcasm?” He asked as Damian shrugged.“Oh….”Valentine smiled sheepishly. “You were being sarcastic.” He said as Damain scoffed. “But you would get busy in this four walls in a few minutes and not have time to be sarcastic, Dear Domenico.” He said with a now straight face as Damain forced himself to maintain the mocking smile on his lips.“Step down and I will give you your freedom in a flash.” Valentine said with a stern voice, his face serious.“And if not?” Damian asked as Valentine watched him in silence, as amusement creeped in his eyes, and then he smiled. “I like the fact that you are trying to reason this whole issue and not okay dumb.” He said but Damian didn’t reply.“In simple word, you are keeping quiet and listening me, at the same time, considering my offer because your cornered, right?” He asked with a cheesy smile.Damian didn’t say anything for a while as he shifted his gaz
“I don’t care.” The words resounded in Damain’s head so many times as he closed his eyes lightly in disappointment. The sound of his footsteps retreating added to his pain.When he opened them again. The door opened to reveal a uniform man. “Mr Domenico.” The police officer started to say, but he was completely interested.“Your lawyer is here and your have been released on bail.” He said as Damian forced himself not to scoff.Valentine has somehow got someone in power to intentionally put him here to humiliate him but coming here to see him. He knew better. The bloody case wasn’t strong enough to keep him here.As Damian made himself to the outside desk in the front part of the station, he saw Elena seating where people sat when they are waiting for anyone.She quickly stood up and rushed towards her boss.“I’m so sorry, boss. I didn’t come earlier because…..”“It’s fine. It’s not your fault. I need to get out of here.” He cut her short while a confused Elena was shocked that Damian
Look who’s here." Amiri walked down the stairs following the butler who had just opened the door for Damian and Elena. It was still hard for Elena to believe any of this was a coincidence."Did you both plan to meet earlier?" Elena whispered to her boss, who had his eyes fixed on Amiri as the other man grinned from ear to ear, as if his wish had just been granted."Welcome to my humble abode." He spread his arms as if to hug Damian, who just stared at him, hand in his pocket, regarding him with a cool smile.Amiri's smile turned into an incredulous laughter as he dropped his arms. "Ah…I’ve forgotten. How dare I..." He started with a feigned hurt look. "Hug the almighty Domenico Santoro," he chuckled in a mocking tone."I’m pleased to see you well again, Amiri." Damian could see genuine shock on Amiri's face as he stretched out his right hand for a handshake, a slight smile tugging at his lips.The smile on Amiri's face started to fade slowly, and he seemed to be fighting hard to maint