Damian let out a sudden laugh as he clapped and shook his head. "You should see your face right now; you look like you just saw a ghost," he chuckled as Ravenna looked away from him without replying."What was that? Was Damian playing with her? How come he has become like this?" She tried to steady her heart, which thumped as if it would burst out of her chest."I don't enjoy jokes like that. It might be bad for the baby," she finally spared him a glance after a moment of silence. Damian raised his brow as if he didn't understand."Sure," he shrugged. "I'll take note of not making silly jokes. But be sure you ain't fooling me, Ravenna," he said in a teasing tone, even though within him, he felt a growing sense of loneliness at the thought that the child might not be his. His momentary happiness that a little one who was half like him would come into this world would be taken away."Because if I found out that you did, I can't even imagine what you'll have to suffer," he completed with
"Because Ravenna and I know each other more than you can imagine, Mr. Kings," Marco said with an angry look."Where is she?" He asked quickly as Lucian stared at him, still trying to understand what connection they could ever have. He had been doing business with Marco, but behind closed doors. He didn't report directly to him. Marcello did. But this was new. Marco coming here and doing all of this."How dare you?" Lucian asked with a menacing smile, meeting Marco's impatient look."With Damian?" He asked, ignoring Lucian's angry look."Who the hell would she be with? She is carrying his baby!" Lucian fired, trying to show who had the power here."Bloody nonsense," Marco said and turned away, walking to the door, with his only destination in mind being wherever Damian lived. Since he didn't know the exact location, he thought of paying a visit to the Santoro Group Headquarters.Not sure if he would be allowed in without an appointment, he still went ahead. As he had said, it happened
"I brought you milk," Damian said as he opened the door to Ravenna’s room, who was seated at the vanity table. She didn't move, remaining glued to the chair."Ravenna?" Damian called, but there was no response. He walked over to her and touched her, causing her to jerk up and mistakenly spill the milk."Oh, shit!" she squealed, staring down at the broken pieces on the floor. "I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to...""It's fine. I'll have the housekeeper clean it up," he said as he held her shoulder. That's when he noticed how lost Ravenna looked."Are you okay?" Damian asked with a worried look."Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," she nodded quickly. "You don't look so-""I need to go out," she said, cutting him short."Go out?" Damian asked, staring down at his wrist. "It's past 10," he said."I know that," she replied. "But I need to go," she said and walked over to the wardrobe, while Damian's lips curved into a smile as he watched her go through her clothes with shaky hands."Go on ahead, Ravenna.
"You're back," Ravenna stopped in her tracks at the sound of a familiar voice in the dark room. She blinked rapidly and wondered what Damian was doing in the living room.Was he waiting for her?Of course, if it were she and someone like Damian had gone out quickly at that time of night, I wouldn't get a wink of sleep.The light turned on, revealing Damian with his legs crossed on a single cushion. He waved at her with a smile, an act she didn't find welcoming. "Hi," he said as Ravenna forced a chuckle and quickly walked up to him."Hey, I told you not to wait for me," she said quickly."Did you?" Damian rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "No, you didn't." He raised his gaze to her."I didn't," she muttered as she berated herself slowly for being so lousy. It was all Marco's fault. That bastard."Why do you look so tense? I was just worried, and you didn't take the chauffeur with you," Damian feigned a worried look."Oh, that," Ravenna chuckled nervously, then bit her lip. She had never ex
"Sir, sir... There's a man outside causing a ruckus, saying he must see you or he won't leave," Lucian's secretary rushed into his office without knocking, wearing a scared expression."What? And what are the security doing about this? Get him kicked out!" Lucian stood up angrily."He has beaten them all. We've called the police, but he is causing commotion outside the company," the secretary replied to Lucian's anger."Who is the bastard?" Lucian seethed."Mr. Marco. The man you forbade us to allow into your office," the secretary replied with a shaky voice.Lucian cursed under his breath as he made a mental note of what that jerk wanted."Let him in." He rubbed his head as he sat back down."Sir?" The secretary asked again, not sure why her boss suddenly changed his mind."You bloody heard me!" Lucian fired at her, and she shuddered and ran off. A few minutes later, she returned, but this time with Marco, looking like a wounded tiger."Leave us," Lucian said, noting that the words t
"I'll deal with him, Daddy, just..." Ravenna turned around quickly when she noticed someone had walked into her room."I'll call you back," she said, her gaze fixed on Damian as she quickly hung up."You're back early?" Ravenna asked, wondering when Damian had walked in and how much of her conversation he had heard. She berated herself calmly for not noticing his presence sooner."Yeah," he said with a smile. "I wanted to do something different today," he continued, staring at Ravenna, who felt uncomfortable under his gaze."To apologize," he added, and Ravenna raised a brow."For what?" she inquired."Last night," he said, carefully watching her reaction. Ravenna heaved a sigh of relief."It's fine. I acted impulsively. We both did," she replied, studying him, curious about his intentions."No," he insisted. "I should apologize properly. Come on, let's go out to dinner.""What?" Ravenna's eyes widened in surprise."What?" he asked, acting as if it were no big deal, but Ravenna remain
"I don't think we should be talking about this now, Damian," Ravenna said as Damian feigned a frown and picked up a fork."Why?" He dipped a slice of steak into his mouth, pretending to be oblivious to the reasons. "It's not like you both still have something to do with each other," he said, looking from face to face.His face transitioned to one of shock, and he gasped. "Or do you?" he asked."How is that even possible, Mr. Santoro?" Marco finally said. "She is yours now." He gestured with his hand towards Ravenna, who rolled her eyes in frustration."Ah…" Damian nodded slowly and shrugged. "You never can tell, Marco. Maybe she isn't truly with me," he said, taking a sip of water as another silence followed."I need to use the restroom. Can I—""Yeah, sure," Damian replied quickly and gave him directions."What was that?" Ravenna asked immediately when they were alone."Just trying to kill my curiosity. What does it look like?" Damian pretended to be engrossed in his food and not wil
"I didn't expect him to make a move so fast," Damian muttered as if talking to himself."Young master, this is a critical issue here. I know you're the owner of the Santoro Group. But you can be removed as the chairman if he manages to get Mrs. Castile's share," Roberto said."Was it because I gave them a scare?" Damian said, still muttering to himself as Roberto stared at him in frustration."Are you even listening to me?" he asked as Damian sighed."Yes, I am, Roberto. I am," Damian replied, staring at him lazily."There's no cause for alarm. Mrs. Castile, is it?" Damian asked with a shrug. "She is on our side. Besides, she loved my father. She would naturally extend it to me," Damian said with a smile as Roberto scoffed because they both knew he was saying gibberish."Are you not going to do anything about this? When you gave him the shares, you said you had a plan. And the reason you even gave him the share was a bloody scam. The child isn't even yours! We are going to lose in two