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2024-11-07 06:37:53Damon woke up to the steady beeping of a machine. When he tried to move, a sharp pain shot through his ribs, making him wince. His head hurt as he struggled to remember what had happened.
Where am I? he wondered, looking around. Slowly, it came back to him—the woman that had saved him must have brought him to the hospital. But where was she now? He noticed he was in a fancy VIP room, with elegant furniture and a view of the city skyline. It didn’t look like a regular hospital room. He reached for his pocket and froze. His phone, ID, and most of his things were missing. Did someone steal them? he thought with a sigh. Just then, the door creaked open, and a nurse stepped in. “You are awake!” the nurse said as she adjusted his IV drip and gave him a sympathetic look. “A young lady brought you in last night. She didn’t leave a name, but she seemed very worried about you. Do you remember what happened?” Damon clenched his jaw at the possibility that he might never see the woman again, and he never even got to ask for her name. He also wondered how long he had passed out. Then it suddenly hit him: the divorce meeting! His mind raced as he remembered that he was supposed to meet his soon-to-be ex-wife at 10 a.m. How much time was left? “What time is it?” he asked tensely. “It’s just past eleven,” the nurse replied as she glanced at her watch. He immediately felt tense. He had been unconscious, and he was sure Lily would have bombarded his phone with calls. Tensed, he swung his legs over the bed, ignoring the protest from his aching ribs. He couldn't miss this meeting. It was the final step in ending the marriage that had long since lost its meaning. The nurse looked alarmed. “You can’t get up yet! You’re injured and need rest.” Damon ignored her as he put on his shirt. “I’ll rest later. Right now, I need to take care of something more important" He said before stopping out of the room. ***** Lily and Tyler waited outside the court office. Lily slowly walked around, her heels clicking on the pavement due yo laccl of patience. Her irritation only grew as each minute passed; she had agreed to meet Damon here at exactly 10 a.m. and it was almost 12pm. Where the hell was he? Lily shook her head, clearly exasperated. "I can’t believe I ever thought Damon would actually show up on time.” "He really is good for nothing!" Tyler seconded "I'm going impatient, he better come here and not...." "I didn’t realize you were so eager to see me,” Damon interrupted, making Lily and Tyler turn in their tracks. They could see Damon leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and a smirk on his lips. He had run over from the hospital, but as soon as he got to court, he saw the way Lily paced in annoyance, and that sight delighted him to waste their time some more. Lily looked him over from head to toe, and what she saw was a huge epitome of embarrassment. She couldn't believe she had married him, a man who wore torn clothes. Damon had clearly not made an effort to tidy himself up. His shirt was wrinkled, and his jeans were frayed at the knees, remnants of a man who had faced a rough night. “You made it, asshole,” Tyler shot back with disguised mockery as soon as he set his eyes on Damon. “Any reason why I shouldn't be?” Damon spat in anger as he set his eyes on the person who had sent men to beat him up last night... The tension in the air thickened as Damon and Tyler locked eyes. Lily stood between them with frustration her face. “Can we focus on the matter at hand?” she interjected, trying to regain control of the situation. “This is not some petty feud.” Damon chuckled, but there was no humor in it. “Oh, I’m sorry, Lil. Did I ruin your perfect little plan? Maybe if you didn’t keep your boyfriend on speed dial, I wouldn’t have had to deal with a bunch of thugs last night.” Lily had no idea of Tyler sending thugs to Damon the previous night and for a brief seconds, there was a look of surprise flash from her eyes, but she quickly managed to conceal that, afterall Damon was a good for nothing nuisance. She instantly stood in front of Tyler, calmed him down before shouting at Damon, “Enough!” Lily bellowed. “This isn’t the time or the place for this, Damon. We have a divorce to finalize.” “Gladly, ex-wife to be,” Damon suggested. “The sooner we do this, the sooner you go back to your miserable life.” Tyler clenched his fists tightly and got so anxious that his eyes turned red, he pushed lily off gently as his patience wears off, ready to escalate the situation. “You don’t get to talk to her like that.” Lily immediately stepped in front of Tyler again as she tries to stop him. “Ignore him, baby. We won’t give him the opportunity to lash out. Let's just go inside and get this over with.” Lily said as she eyed him with disdain. Damon scoffed. Lily led the way into the courthouse, trying to ignore the nagging feeling that Damon’s reckless behavior would haunt her long after the divorce was finalized. Once inside, they were directed to a small conference room with a table surrounded by chairs. Lily and Tyler took a seat at one end, while Damon sat across from them, his gaze fixed on them with an unsettling intensity. As they settled in, a lawyer entered, glancing over the papers spread out on the table. “Good morning. I’m here to help finalize the details of your divorce. I trust this is a mutual decision?” “Absolutely, Mr. Miller!” Lily said, shooting Damon a disdainful look. The lawyer nodded, before he passed the document to Lily who quickly signed it, then handed it to Damon, who took a brief pause before signing with a steady hand. As soon as both party signed, Lily couldn't help but smirk. It was over. She was finally free. Turning to Tyler, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with a lingering dramatic passion, finishing with a playful smacking sound thsy echoed judt enough for Damon to feel disgusted. She pulled away and smiled at Tyler victoriously, “I’m free at last, baby!” “Yes, you are,” Tyler replied with a smug grin. But Damon’s face betrayed nothing but a slight smirk. “Enjoy your freedom while it lasts, Lily,” he said mischievously Lily’s eyes narrowed. “Is that a threat?” Damon stood, then slipped his hands into his pockets and tilted his head. “Let’s just say…some things don’t stay buried forever.” With that cryptic statement, he turned and walked out, leaving Lily and Tyler momentarily speechless.
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Damon barely noticed his surroundings as he stepped out of the courthouse. A sharp pain hit his side, reminding him he’d left the hospital too soon. But he couldn’t miss the divorce appointment. With nowhere to go, he thought about returning to the hospital for the night until he could get back on his feet. He let out a heavy sigh, feeling lost. Just then, a sleek, luxury car pulled up in front of him. Damon frowned, eyeing the polished vehicle. Who would drive a car like that around here? Before he could wonder further, the tinted window rolled down, and he blinked in surprise. Behind the glass was a woman who radiated confidence. She looked at him with an amused smile, her gaze steady. "Looking good, my friend…” she greeted him, her voice warm but oddly chilling. Damon stared, confused. Who was she? And why was she talking to him like they were close? "Who are…?” he began, puzzled. She placed a hand over her chest, acting hurt. "Ouch… You don’t remember me from last night?"
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Chapter 5 Damon watched with his wide-eyed, as the hotel workers’ trembled and the tension in the air thickened. Damon slowly walked over to Vivan and whispered close enough for her to hear, “Forget about them. I’m used to this treatment anyway…” The woman named Vivan looked at him as she felt an ache in her heart. She could feel the bitterness and helplessness in Damon’s words, along with a subtle hint of his inferiority complex. The manager immediately rushed over, bowing his head in contrition. “Please, ma’am, we’re sorry. We’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again.” Vivan, still taken aback by the scene, straightened her posture and fixed her gaze on the trembling staff. “You should treat all guests with respect. No one deserves to be made to feel small,” she asserted. "Miss Bennett!" The manager came running towards the scence in tremble, "this is entirely our fault. I’ll discipline her in due time. Please accept our heartfelt apologies,” The manager pleaded sincerely be
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“Who were those men last night? The ones who... beat you up?” she asked with a hint of curiosity evident in her eyes as they walk into the grand room. Damon stiffened at the question as the memory of the brutal encounter all came resurfacing in his mind. He had been trying to avoid thinking about it, but Vivan’s Directness made it impossible to ignore “They were... I don’t know,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. “Just a few guys I crossed paths with. They were hired, I think. I don’t know who.” “Hired?” Vivan asked with a chuckle as she sat on the bed, “Don't play Dumb with me Damon!” Vivan had remembered their faces vividly, he had remembered their words telling Damon they were sent by someone named Tyler, a person Damon seemed to know his identity. Damon gulped at her intense gaze, he hesitated,unsure of how much to reveal. He knew so well that she could see behind his masks of lies but he wasn’t used to opening up, especially not to someone like Vivan, who se
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The next day, the sun rose, casting a warm glow through the curtains. Damon turned and tossed on the bed, he had spent most of the night tossing and turning; he couldn't help but keep thinking about Vivan—the way she looked at him, her voice, her presence—they all made Damon blush. There was something about her—something he couldn’t quite pin down—and it left him feeling restless. He slowly rose from the king-sized bed in the suite. He needed to take a bath so he would look presentable at the very least. As he grabbed a towel, ready to enter the bathroom, he heard a knock on the door. He wondered who it could be and slowly walked over to open the door. When he opened it, a young man stood there holding a familiar black bag. “Your bag, sir. I was instructed by my boss to give it to you,” the man said in a curt tone. Damon's eyes lit up with joy. Vivan had remembered to deliver his bag—she indeed was a lifesaver. He quickly accepted it, murmuring a quick “Thanks” before closi
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Damon blinked, utterly flabbergasted by Klaus's Statement. The offer was definitely tempting for someone who has absolutely no money. But regardless, he wouldn't accept the money no matter how tempting it sounded. Accepting it would mean admitting Klaus was right about him, and Damon wasn’t about to stoop that low—not for money, not for anyone.“I appreciate the offer, sir,” Damon said carefully, “But I’m not for sale. And just so we’re clear, I’m not here for Vivan’s money or anything else you seem to think.”Klaus narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Damon as if searching for a crack in his resolve. When he didn’t find one, he scoffed. “Your pride will only take you so far, young man. Men like you—”“Dad, enough!” Vivan interrupted, “please stop! You’ve done more than enough damage for one day. If you can’t respect my choices, then please, leave us alone.”Klaus walked closer to vivan in fury, he looked at vivan in disgust from head to toe, “I am doing what's best for you Vivan, Everythi
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Damon paced around the room, feeling impatient. It had been hours since the scandal happened, and he worried about Vivan. The hurt in her eyes, her trembling lips—everything. She had come from a rich family, but one thing was sure and obvious to Damon: she didn’t exactly have a happy family. Damon wondered if she was fine as he paced around the room in worry. He glanced at his phone again and saw no missed calls or messages from Vivan. He knew there was a probability that Vivan could have gotten his phone number from his bag, and yet he saw no call. He ran his hand through his hair in frustration. Goddamn it. He was going to speak to her. He was going to make sure she was okay—the same way she had done for him. The argument with Klaus had been explosive, and Damon knew how deeply it had hurt her. Vivan had asked for space, but he couldn’t shake the image of her trembling lips and teary eyes. She had been there for him, supporting him. Now it was his turn. Stepping into the hote
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Damon softened his gaze as he watched Vivan struggle to keep her composure. He could see the struggle and pain in her eyes, and he could relate perfectly, having experienced family drama and the urge to meet your loved ones expecting. He couldn’t let her go, not like this—in this state. “Vivan,” he called firmly as he stood up. “I’m driving you. You’re not in the right state to be behind the wheel.” Vivan looked up at him, feeling exhausted. “I can drive myself. I don’t need anyone holding my hand.” Damon took a step closer to her. “I’m not here to hold your hand. I’m here to make sure you get there safely. You’re not thinking clearly, and I won’t let you drive like this.” Her lips trembled, and for a moment, she seemed to consider his words. Her hand fell to her lap, and she let out a small, frustrated sigh. “Fine,” she muttered as she ran her hand through her hair. Vivan tossed the car keys to him, and he instantly grabbed them before they both walked out of the door and left
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The voice belonged to Amelia, who stood at the end of the hallway, her tablet clutched tightly in her hands. Her face was pale but resolute as her gaze darted between Vivian and Damon. “It’s Lorenzo,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. Vivian’s expression froze, the name hitting her like a physical blow. “What?” she asked, her tone sharp and disbelieving. Amelia nodded, taking a cautious step forward. “He confessed it just now. He walked out on us. All the evidence points to Lorenzo. He’s been working with Tyler Prescott, and Tyler is his nephew.” The silence that followed was deafening. Vivian’s stomach twisted, and for a moment, she couldn’t process the words. “Lorenzo?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. “That’s impossible.” Damon’s eyes flicked to Vivian, watching as the truth began to sink in. “Lorenzo has been with this company for years,” Vivian continued, her voice gaining strength. “He’s one of our most trusted executives. My father relied on him
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The voice belonged to Amelia, who stood at the end of the hallway, her tablet clutched tightly in her hands. Her face was pale but resolute as her gaze darted between Vivian and Damon. “It’s Lorenzo,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. Vivian’s expression froze, the name hitting her like a physical blow. “What?” she asked, her tone sharp and disbelieving. Amelia nodded, taking a cautious step forward. “He confessed it just now. He walked out on us. All the evidence points to Lorenzo. He’s been working with Tyler Prescott, and Tyler is his nephew.” The silence that followed was deafening. Vivian’s stomach twisted, and for a moment, she couldn’t process the words. “Lorenzo?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. “That’s impossible.” Damon’s eyes flicked to Vivian, watching as the truth began to sink in. “Lorenzo has been with this company for years,” Vivian continued, her voice gaining strength. “He’s one of our most trusted executives. My father relied on him—I rel
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The voice belonged to Amelia, who stood at the end of the hallway, her tablet clutched tightly in her hands. Her face was pale but resolute as her gaze darted between Vivian and Damon. “It’s Lorenzo,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. Vivian’s expression froze, the name hitting her like a physical blow. “What?” she asked, her tone sharp and disbelieving. Amelia nodded, taking a cautious step forward. “He confessed it just now. He walked out on us. All the evidence points to Lorenzo. He’s been working with Tyler Prescott, and Tyler is his nephew.” The silence that followed was deafening. Vivian’s stomach twisted, and for a moment, she couldn’t process the words. “Lorenzo?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. “That’s impossible.” Damon’s eyes flicked to Vivian, watching as the truth began to sink in. “Lorenzo has been with this company for years,” Vivian continued, her voice gaining strength. “He’s one of our most trusted executives. My father relied on him—I rel
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The voice belonged to Amelia, who stood at the end of the hallway, her tablet clutched tightly in her hands. Her face was pale but resolute as her gaze darted between Vivian and Damon. “It’s Lorenzo,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. Vivian’s expression froze, the name hitting her like a physical blow. “What?” she asked, her tone sharp and disbelieving. Amelia nodded, taking a cautious step forward. “He confessed it just now. He walked out on us. All the evidence points to Lorenzo. He’s been working with Tyler Prescott, and Tyler is his nephew.” The silence that followed was deafening. Vivian’s stomach twisted, and for a moment, she couldn’t process the words. “Lorenzo?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. “That’s impossible.” Damon’s eyes flicked to Vivian, watching as the truth began to sink in. “Lorenzo has been with this company for years,” Vivian continued, her voice gaining strength. “He’s one of our most trusted executives. My father relied on him—I rel
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Vivian froze, her mind racing as Damon’s lips pressed against hers. For a second, she thought about pulling away, but the warmth of his touch and the way he held her made her heart flutter. Against her better judgment, she found herself leaning in, her hands clutching his shirt. The kiss was slow and deliberate as if neither of them wanted it to end. All the tension, the unspoken words, and the stolen glances seemed to melt into this one moment and Vivan Could feel herself melting In his arms. She slowly pulled apart; both were breathless. Damon’s forehead rested against hers, his hands lingering on her waist. “I’ve wanted to do that for a while,” he murmured, his voice low. Vivian blinked, trying to steady herself. “You picked a hell of a time,” she said, her voice shaky but not angry. He smirked, his thumb brushing her cheek. “Maybe. Or maybe this was the only time we didn’t have the world watching.” She sighed, shaking her head, though a faint smile crept onto her lips. “You’r
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Damon’s grip tightened slightly as his eyes searched hers as if he were trying to read her thoughts. After a while, he called, “Vivian,” he said softly, his voice a mix of concern and something deeper. “Are you okay?” She nodded quickly, breaking the intense gaze and stepping out of his hold. “I’m fine,” she said, brushing her skirt as if to distract herself. “It was just… a misstep.” Damon smirked, folding his arms as he leaned against the wall. “A misstep, huh? Didn’t realize missteps could make you blush like that.” Vivian shot him a sharp look, though the color rising in her cheeks betrayed her composure. “Don’t flatter yourself, Damon. It was nothing.” “If you say so,” he replied, his tone teasing but his gaze unwavering. Vivian took a steadying breath, straightening her posture. “We don’t have time for this. Lorenzo is waiting, and we need answers.” Damon pushed off the wall, his expression shifting back to seriousness. “You’re right. Let’s deal with Lorenzo. But just so yo
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The voice belonged to Amelia, who stood at the end of the hallway, her tablet clutched tightly in her hands. Her face was pale but resolute as her gaze darted between Vivian and Damon.“It’s Lorenzo,” she said, her voice trembling slightly.Vivian’s expression froze, the name hitting her like a physical blow. “What?” she asked, her tone sharp and disbelieving.Amelia nodded, taking a cautious step forward. “He confessed it just now. He walked out on us. All the evidence points to Lorenzo. He’s been working with Tyler Prescott, and Tyler is his nephew.”The silence that followed was deafening. Vivian’s stomach twisted, and for a moment, she couldn’t process the words. “Lorenzo?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. “That’s impossible.”Damon’s eyes flicked to Vivian, watching as the truth began to sink in.“Lorenzo has been with this company for years,” Vivian continued, her voice gaining strength. “He’s one of our most trusted executives. My father relied on him—I rely on h
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Vivian walked out of the elevator, her phone in hand. It was Sarah calling again—persistent, though Vivian could barely focus on the words spilling through the receiver."I swear, Sarah, if this isn't urgent—""It is urgent, Ms. Vivian," Sarah cut in, her voice tense. "I just got word—Damon’s been spotted in the building."Vivian froze mid-step, her entire posture stiffening. "Excuse me?" she snapped, her voice dangerously low."I'm looking at the security feed right now. He’s—"Sarah didn’t need to finish. The sound of footsteps echoed from around the corner, and Vivian’s jaw clenched. Her heels clicked with purpose as she stormed forward.And then, there he was.Damon stood in the hallway, hands in his pockets, leaning casually against the wall like he belonged there—as if he hadn’t broken every rule she’d set.Her breath caught for a split second, but she quickly recovered. Squaring her shoulders, she let the storm brew behind her piercing gaze as she approached him."Damon," she s
