"“Now I'll start with Mr. Salacia,” he said after a moment of silence. The man gave him a scornful look, while Damian ignored it. “You came from a rich family where everything is usually provided for you on a platter of gold. You never answer to anyone. You do the commanding, and everyone does your bidding. After your parents died, you took over the Salacia property when you were just 18, and you did pretty well in controlling the enormous asset,” he said as the man scoffed. “What are you trying to say, boy?” He hissed. “Now I’m going to explain something since your old, naive, proud self didn’t let you learn certain etiquette. No matter who or how small a person is, as long as he is over you as your boss, you do whatever he asks you to without complaining or commenting, unless of course, he asks you to,” Damian said with a slow smile that got Mr. Salacia standing up in rage. “You!” He pointed at Damian, who folded his arms and stared at him. “Sit, Mr. Salacia,” Damian said with a ste
"We hope to see you more often here in Rome, Mr. Santoro," Mrs. Castile said with a huge smile as the other shareholders left the room after the meeting. "Yeah, of course," Damian said with a smile, and the other woman reciprocated the gesture as she made her way out too."You've won their hearts as well as put fear in it," Roberto said with a nervous chuckle as he walked up to his boss."It's better to make more enemies than friends," Damian replied. "Besides, I won't be here always. I need to have their backing.""You don't need to. You're the owner. You can do whatever you want," Elena said.Damian shook his head. "You're wrong. If they don't share the same mindset as me, there will be more of Salacia behind my back. I can't monitor everyone at the same time.""You're right," Roberto nodded thoughtfully."We leave for Venice in an hour," Damian said dismissively as he made to leave, but Roberto rushed to stop him, extending his hand by his side.Damian's brow creased in confusion.
Damian stood in front of the familiar gate, glancing at the CCTV camera that monitored the area outside and provided visuals to those within. He waved his hand confidently, wearing a cocky smile. Meanwhile, Lucian, who was inside, noticed this and began to feel enraged. "What the hell is he doing here? Does he have a death wish?" he seethed while watching the CCTV from his office. He grabbed the phone and called security, instructing them to let Damian in, his voice laced with anger. Damian greeted the uniformed security guard with a smile as he entered the mansion. “Good day, Mr. Damian," the guard replied, and Damian continued walking with purpose toward the house. He skipped knocking and entered, finding Lucian glaring at him like an angry beast. Just as he had expected, being at this place only fueled Lucian's anger. After arriving from Rome, Damian had come straight to this location from the airport, and everything was going according to plan. "Domenico Santoro, huh?" Lucian
Ravenna moved to stand in front of Damian, the gun now pointed at her. Damian stared at her in shock. “You’ll kill me first before you harm him,” she said with a determined look.“Have you gone nuts?” Lucian chuckled incredulously.“Yes,” Ravenna replied.“I can’t believe you! Get the hell out of my way, Ravenna!” Lucian shouted at her.“No,” Ravenna replied with a determined look.Lucian stared at her in silence for a while, then spoke up. “Fine then, you can as well die with him,” Lucian said.“Or we can all die together,” Damian interjected, as Lucian's brow creased in confusion.“What?” He asked.“When I walked into the compound, I had bent down to tie my shoelace—you can ask the security if you want. When I bent down, I placed a bomb in the garden…” Damian said as Lucian’s eyes widened in shock.“Just in case something like this were to happen. We can all just die together,” Damian said with a slow, teasing smile.Lucian chuckled and let go of the gun as Ravenna turned to look at
Damian scoffed and shook his head. “What do you think?”Elena raised her brow in confusion. How does this concern her? She thought loudly.“I don’t know. It’s your call.” Elena replied as Damian drew a deep breath and started again. “This fight between Lucian and me isn’t about me having revenge any longer. It’s about the people he hurt in the past, the people he’s hurting now, and the ones he’ll hurt in the future. The fact remains that Lucian is unrepentant.” He paused and watched Elena intently before he continued.“And he now knows my identity. From what I’ve known about Lucian in the past, if I don’t act, he will. And I still have to get to the bottom of my father’s death. He has to pay, Elena.” Damian concluded as Elena nodded slowly.“And Ravenna?” She asked as Damian fell silent for a while, a moment she regretted asking.“What about Ravenna?”“I and Ravenna are done. And I gave her a taste of her own medicine. So we’re good, I guess.” Damian feigned a smile which Elena could
"Thank you, doc," Damian said with an appreciative smile as the doctor in charge of Mrs. B walked out of the room. A few minutes after making a call, an ambulance arrived to take her to the hospital, while the police came for the man who had attacked her."Thank you, Damian," Mrs. B's weak voice cut into his thoughts as he turned and rushed towards her, bending slightly by the side of her bed. "How are you feeling now?" Damian asked as he stared at her bandaged head."Much better. The doctor said the drugs will make me sleep for a while. Now I'm starting to feel dizzy," she chuckled softly, as if trying to reassure Damian she was okay. Damian smiled. "You should sleep now. I'm here. No one will dare to hurt you.""Do you know who they are?" she asked."Who?" Damian raised a brow."My attackers?" she answered."Ah…." Damian chuckled nervously as he thought of what to say. She had seen him question the man, as if he had an idea who he was. It would do no good telling her he was from Luc
"What?" Damian asked in shock as Elena turned to him, wearing a worried expression."As soon as you and Elena left for Mrs. B's tea shop, she arrived and has been standing at the front of the hotel, disturbing the security and receptionists, insisting on seeing you no matter what," Roberto explained."Seriously? What is that psycho doing?" Damian muttered to himself."And you decide to call me now after all this time?" He asked sarcastically, walking down the hospital hallway toward the exit with Elena following suit."I just got back from the meeting with one of the managers at SN Foods, as you asked. When I reached the hotel, the staff complained that she kept insisting she was your wife and wouldn't leave until she saw you. They were afraid to involve the police, fearing her claim might be true," Roberto explained over the phone as Damian exited the hospital and headed straight for the waiting limo."It's fine. I'm on my way," Damian said before ending the call."Ridiculous nonsens
Damian stared at her in silence for a while, then burst into laughter. “Are you messing with me right now?” he asked, an amused look on his face.“Shouldn’t you be happy?” Ravenna retorted sternly, finding nothing funny.“Happy?” Damian's amused expression turned stern. “About what? Ugh?” Damian said, approaching her.“Damian, I…”“I hate you, Ravenna,” he interrupted when they were just inches away from each other, looking into her eyes. “You can’t imagine how much hatred I bear towards you.”Ravenna's eyes were fixed on his, refusing to back down. “I don't believe you.”“Oh really?” Damian smiled mockingly.“Yeah, so whatever you…”Before she could finish her statement, in a swift motion, Damian walked over to Elena and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close.“I’m sorry about this, Elena,” he whispered in her ear, leaving Ravenna wide-eyed as she stared at the pair.“What the…”“It's as if you can see, Ravenna. We’re together now. So do you believe I don’t want anythin