One fine morning, as the sun peeked over the horizon, Davina and Nick strolled outside the magnificent mansion where they resided. To their astonishment, they spotted a well-built man standing on the terrace, exuding an air of authority. Instinctively, Nick positioned himself in front of Davina, protecting her from any potential threat.Curiosity and concern swirled in Nick's mind as he swiftly questioned the imposing figure before him, "Who are you? Are you the new employee here at the mansion?"In a composed manner, the man replied, "I am the new bodyguard assigned to safeguard Mrs. Wilson, Davina Claire."Seeking further confirmation, Nick proceeded to ask, warily considering the possibility of the stranger's arrival being a disguise, "You are the bodyguard sent by?"Without hesitation, the bodyguard responded, "I was sent directly by Detective Mark."Determined to shed light on this mysterious development, Nick reached for his phone and dialed Damian's number. However, his patienc
"Young master, Davina wants me give this to you." Nick announced as he entered Damian's office room, carefully holding a medium-sized potted plant in his hands. The young master barely spared a glance at Nick. His attention fixated on the glowing computer screen illuminating the room."Just put it wherever looks best," Damian replied dismissively, his tone signaling his disinterest in the plant."In that case, I suggest placing it by the window," Nick recommended, his voice laced with a tinge of eagerness. "That way, it can bask in the glorious rays of sunlight."As Nick placed the plant by the window, Damian shifted his focus from the screen to his loyal assistant. A sudden seriousness filled his gaze, his expression reflecting the weighty matters weighing on his mind."Nick, the chief attorney general, the mastermind behind countless illegal activities, hides his company ownership. The funds flowing through this enterprise are nothing but the ill-gotten gains of his corruption," Dam
Rumors left unaddressed can sink on their own, fading into the background noise of everyday life. Damian and Davina made a conscious decision not to indulge the curious media, refusing to offer any clarification to the questions that plagued them. In time, the public's perception of Damian began to shift, morphing into sympathy for the man who had unknowingly become a victim of domestic violence.Taking action to distance himself from the painful past, Damian promptly removed Camille's name from the company's employee list. Though this meant that the finance manager's position lay vacant, with the workload distributed amongst the dedicated finance team, Damian wasted no time searching for the perfect candidate to fill the void.Determined to make a fresh start, Damian sat at his desk, his mind focused on the tasks. With some of the pending work already completed, he found a sense of satisfaction in organizing his surroundings. Just as he finished tidying up, the office phone on his de
As the days went by, Davina found herself growing closer to Nick. What was supposed to be a short-term arrangement had become two weeks of constant companionship. Their instincts drew them together, building a bond beyond a professional relationship. While Nick was always by her side, Davina rarely had the chance to spend quality time with Damian. Their schedules demanded their attention, often forcing them to pass each other like ships in the night. Even on weekends, when they should have had time to relax and unwind, Damian and Davina found themselves consumed by the demands of their respective jobs. During these busy times, Davina found solace in Nick's presence. Unlike the bodyguard, whom she hardly knew, Davina felt at ease with Nick. They could engage in light-hearted conversations to alleviate the boredom that sometimes accompanies their duties. On this evening, Davina's plans to head straight home were disrupted by a team dinner to celebrate her successful completion of a hi
Davina's confession spellbound Damian, his mind grappling to comprehend the depth of her words. It was an unconventional declaration, far removed from the typical expressions of romantic feelings that he had grown accustomed to."Just hold on a moment. What exactly do you mean to me?" Damian sought clarification, desperate to ensure he hadn't misunderstood.Davina firmly grasped Damian's shoulders, her attempts to focus her gaze on him hindered by the faint remnants of alcohol coursing through her system."Do you realize I have fancied you for thirteen years, Damian?" Davina exclaimed, her voice echoing throughout the room, oblivious to potential eavesdroppers.The weight of Davina's confession hit Damian like a stormy wave. Concealed beneath Davina's often indifferent facade, he had never fathomed that someone as seemingly unaware and nonchalant as her could harbor such profound feelings for him all this time.In that fleeting moment, as Davina's lips met Damian's, time seemed to sta
"Damian?" Davina's face lit up with a warm smile as Damian arrived to pick her up from work."I heard you finished early today," Damian remarked, his arms outstretched, ready to envelop Davina in a loving embrace.Without care for their surroundings—still in the vicinity of the law firm—Davina eagerly rushed into Damian's waiting arms, savoring the sweetness of her husband's affection."You did well today, my wife.” Damian gently ran his hand through Davina's hair, offering comfort and solace."Has it been hectic at the office?" Davina inquired, concern lacing her voice."Some of my tasks were completed ahead of schedule today," Damian explained, a glimmer of satisfaction evident in his eyes.With Davina's hand, Damian guided her towards the awaiting car. Tonight, he had instructed his driver to take the afternoon off, opting to drive himself instead, allowing for an added layer of intimacy and quality time with his beloved wife."What's gotten into you, picking me up yourself today?"
Damian's days, he had returned to the monotonous office routine, filled with endless paperwork and meetings. As he sat at his desk, immersed in his tasks, he was suddenly interrupted by the familiar tinkling sound of his cell phone, signaling an incoming message. Curiosity sparked within him as he picked up the device, revealing a message that filled him with a sense of accomplishment - a finished article.With a satisfied smile, Damian began to read the written piece from beginning to end, ensuring that it met his high standards before it was released to the public. As he absorbed the words, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride in his work. Once satisfied and confident in its quality, Damian wasted no time sending a reply to the media he was collaborating with, granting his approval for the article's release.Putting the phone down on the table, Damian redirected his attention to the document sprawled before him on the desk. Then, he remembered the pressing matter he needed to
Davina, typically not one to indulge in social media, remained unaware of the cyber buzz surrounding her and Damian's public display of intimacy. Instead, she was lost in a daydream while sitting in a cozy café that afternoon.Recent events left Davina feeling melancholy, having just experienced a rare loss in a case after an impressive two-year winning streak. Despite knowing that victories and defeats were part of a lawyer's journey, Davina couldn't help but feel disheartened. She thought she hadn't been able to fight for her client's rights as much as she had hoped.Davina had been lost in thought for the past half-hour, absentmindedly gazing out the café window. Unbeknownst to her, she had long surpassed her designated break time, immersing herself in her world.Davina's daydream abruptly stopped when a young girl approached her with an air of excitement. "Are you Claire, the lawyer for WW Technology? Damian's wife?" the girl asked, her eyes wide with anticipation.The stranger's