"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
"You seem too confident for someone who is about to lose his empire, Mr. Santoro," Lucian said, noting the sarcastic look Damian kept giving him, which made him feel as if he had lost before the battle even began."Why do you say that?" Damian asked, raising a brow as he turned to the shareholders. "Was this meeting urgently called to discuss me?" He inquired, but they all avoided his gaze. "How sweet," he muttered."I don't know if you haven't heard the hottest news in the country, Mr. Santoro, or if you're pretending to be oblivious," Lucian stated as he confidently strode towards Damian, who was just inches away from him. "Your iconic exit from King's Group, how you embezzled funds while you worked there," Lucian said each word with relish, causing Damian's face to tighten and his fists to clench as he yearned to strike him in the face."These news companies only care about profits, you see," Damian retorted. "They don't care about the real truth, which we both know," he added, lev
“I mean….” Damian closed the distance between them as he leveled his gaze with him. “You should return them, Lucian,” he completed with a mocking gaze as Lucian stared at him for a while, then burst into laughter.“What do you think you are?” Lucian asked. “How could you be so arrogant?”“I should be asking you that, Lucian. When I heard about the news of my child, I thought, what if I let bygones be bygones.” Damian dipped his hands in his pocket as he walked past him with his back turned to Lucian.He turned to look at him. “Forget our differences. For the sake of the child. Because I won’t have him coming into a world where his father is hellbent on destroying his grandfather.” Damian's gaze became colder.“But you pushed me to the wall, Lucian,” he said.“You-“Before Lucian could say another word, Damian rushed at him, held his neck, and dragged him to the wall as Lucian struggled under the tight grip. “I am going to teach you and your daughter to learn to let a sleeping dog lie,