“WHY HERE?” Damian asked, seeing that the prison guards brought him back to his cell. He surveyed his surroundings and saw Daryl and the others in a cell beside his assigned cell. “I thought gang fights are usually punishable by solitary confinement.” “Well, it is, but if you really want solitary confinement, I will tell our team leader about it,” answered the female prison guard. She was about to take her phone but Damian immediately shook his head as a sign of protest. “I’m just asking. Relax,” Damian said, trying to lighten up the prison officer’s serious mood. “I just find it odd, but of course, I like it here better than that small room. At least, my comrades are also here.” His glance moved again to Daryl and saw that they already had bandages on their faces and bodies—meaning that they were brought to the clinic first before they were imprisoned in the cell. It somehow made Damian feel better. But his heart raced again upon seeing Ryder, who was now awake. Ryder’s cheek was
“RIGHT,” Damian snapped out of his thoughts upon remembering the crumpled paper Gerald had given him before they parted ways. He looked at Noel first, confirming if he was still sleeping. Once he was sure that Noel wouldn’t wake up anytime by now, he pulled the paper out of his pocket. His heart sank again upon seeing Gerald’s blood stained with it, but he shook his head afterward. ‘Being guilty wouldn’t do anything about this situation. Get a grip, Damian,’ he reprimanded himself before he unfolded the paper. Damian started reading it, and his eyes widened upon seeing tons of prison officers’ and prisoners’ names on it. Some of them were the people Damian didn’t expect to be his enemy because they looked kind in the first place. Well, except for one. “As expected,” Damian muttered, disappointed but not surprised, upon seeing the name of that woman who held him on the right shoulder earlier. His gaze moved downward, and he was almost done reading the names on the list. However,
IN A snap, Damian kicked Noel’s wrist, causing him to let go of the knife. Noel was about to take it again, but as he bent halfway, Damian kicked the knife far away from them, and he slammed Noel to the ground.“Fuck!” Noal grimaced as his back hurt so badly because of the impact. He was also slightly astounded because Damian moved faster than him, although they had a slight body build difference.Noel is shorter and has a slimmer physique, while Damian is quite muscular and tall. People like Damian would have more strength than speed, but Damian was able to take him down before he even knew it.“Dang—Shit!” Noel groaned in pain when Damian gripped him tightly on the neck using his left hand and punched him in the face using his right hand.“That is for ruining my face,” Damian said and landed a punch on Noel’s cheek again. “That is for your attempt to kill me. And this is just a hunch, but are you someone who beat up Gerald as well?”“What if I am—”Damian punched Noel in the face ag
“That information you gave isn’t the key for me not to kill you, Noel. You just gave me a reason to kill you in the most miserable way that I know," Damian said in a dark and intimidating tone, his gaze unwavering. There was something inside Damian that was urging him to kill Noel. He wanted Noel to be dead, but he knew no matter how evil Noel was, he wouldn’t be the same. At least, not in this situation “I’m here to kill you… not to have chit-chat with you,” Noel said, chuckling a bit despite the pain he feels in his neck. “But of course, I can’t do it now. I lose, but if you kill me, you won’t have a chance of going outside this prison.” “Well, you are right,” Damian replied, smirking as he clicked his tongue. “But let me ask you a question. Do you even have an idea who you are trying to kill? Or you are just following orders blindly?” “I don’t care who my victims are. I am commanded to kill, not to know anything about all of you,” answered Noel, his voice low. Damian smirked an
THE TIME passed by quickly, and it was already a few days ever since that incident happened. Damian went back to his old life along with his comrades, and no one bothered to approach him. Damian’s aura was different than before; he was more intimidating, mainly because of his annoyance about the aftermath of what happened.“Boss Winston told me that they won’t be able to come back anytime soon here. All of them were still healing in the hospital at the other building, and they said they won’t go back unless they get revenge,” Daryl informed him as they walked toward the prison yard.“Is that is decision to make?” Damian asked, raising an eyebrow. “Once the police officers decide to make them come back here, he couldn’t do anything about it.”“Boss Winston said that their group requested for another three days of voluntary work there,” Daryl replied, making Damian’s eyes widen in response.“What?”“He told me that you can expect most of his gang members to go back here to protect you,”
AT FIRST, Damian had hesitated whether he would follow Noel’s condition or not. Doing it was a risk; Noel could be telling the truth about his mother, or it could be another trap to find Damian’s other allies.‘But if I never try, I never know,’ said Damian at the back of his mind, and that helped him make his decision.He will take the risk, but if it fails, Noel will surely take the consequences for it. Since Damian didn’t have his phone anymore, he asked Daryl to make Winston return.Originally, Winston didn’t have any plans to go back as he just signed up for voluntary community service, but it was Damian’s command. He cannot defy it.Once both of them were sitting on the bench in an empty room, Damian spoke. “Do you still remember the man we talked to for finding the real murder weapon?”“Yes. I just talked with him about the payment recently, and I said I would still keep in touch,” Winston replied. “Why? Do you have another task for him?”“I have, but again, no one should know
ON THE day of Damian’s release from prison, reporters were in the prison, wanting to interview Damian as soon as he stepped foot in front of the prison gate. However, even after long hours of waiting, the prison gate wasn't opening up, nor were there signs that someone would go out. “What the hell is this? I thought Damian’s release would be today?” asked one of the reporters to the police at the entrance. “Don’t deny it. We got a tip about it, but we have been waiting here for a long time, and Damian is still not showing up!” “Right!” The other reporters agreed, sharing the same sentiment. “People should know about what is happening in this country, that is why we are doing our best to wait, even if it’s past time already! We are sticking to our jobs!” “So do we. Don’t you dare raise your tone at me. You may have that respectable job, but you are here in our territory,” the prison guard replied, his tone authoritative. “And you better turn off those cameras. Do even all of you have
WITH his domineering aura, Damian went inside the Ferremento mansion. He was greeted by the guards and maids as all of them were in line at both sides. Veron was standing in the middle, his hands placed in his pocket.“Son,” called Veron, his voice laced with relief and longingness. “Finally.”“Father.” It was Damian who narrowed the distance between them. He walked in big steps toward Veron and gave him an embrace. “I already expected that we would be apart for a long time, but I still missed you, Father.”“You don’t have any idea of how much I missed you more, son. If not only for your request, I would have pulled you out of that prison and thrown you in a different country,” Veron replied, his tone serious. Veron let go of the hug afterward and stared at Damian’s face. “Your face doesn’t look so good. What exactly happened in the prison?”“Ah, this?” Damian asked, pointing at some of his scars and bruises. “I got this when I had fights with some of my inmates, but don’t worry, it
Hello, everyone! Damian and Anya's story ends here. Writing this story was a rollercoaster ride of emotions for me, especially after witness how Damian retaliated and had the happy he deserved. I'm also grateful to each of you for being with me from the start to end. I hope you enjoyed reading this one as much as I enjoyed writing it, too.As we close this chapter, I want you to know that I'm planning to write another story, soon. I'm outlining a new one, and it was somehow different from my first two stories. The protagonist would be Oliver Hunt: Damian's old acquaintance, who was in the last chapter. I will let you once it's available to read. <3Anyway, please do give a review if you loved this story~ I hope you will still be here in my next one!You may try my other stories as well~ - Rise of Power: Return of The Pathetic Commoner (Completed) - Zero: God of Mercenary (Soon)Sincerely, Star
THE hostage-taking Carter did in the warehouse spread in various news channels like wildfire. Everyone was shocked because of his sudden escape from prison, making the residents afraid for their safety, knowing that the management wasn’t doing their job properly to monitor the prisoners.With that, the warden and his apprentices, who were also under Carter’s authority, were fired from their jobs. They were replaced by a management who cared about their citizens, removing the patronage system in the prison, and bringing back justice at the same time.Due to Carter’s crimes being in high intensity, he was transferred to a high-security prison. Carter could only laugh as his mind was still in the past, thinking how rich and powerful he was, even though that wasn’t the case now.Carter had already gone insane, but it was only the beginning of his suffering.“At last, you finally arrived,” Catelyn, who was waiting in Carter’s cell, greeted. “Did you miss me?”“What are you doing here?” Cart
THE lights were flickering, adding tension in the air, as Damian entered the warehouse alone. He doesn’t have any guns or other weapons with him, nor he didn’t call anyone like Carter instructed.Damian was on high alert as he continued walking when suddenly, two men wearing full black clothes started to approach him with their guns.‘Fuck,’ cursed Damian at the back of his mind, seeing how helpless he was right now.Especially after seeing Ava tied to the chair, his mouth gagged, while Catela is sleeping in the crib beside her.Despite the situation, he couldn’t give up. Damian needed to save himself along with Ava and Catela and end this fight with Carter so it wouldn’t repeat.The two men tied Damian’s hands and feet to the chair, but unlike Ava, they didn’t gag him.“It is so unusual to see how obedient you are. I never thought you could do it,” Carter, who appeared from the shadows, smirked upon seeing Damian being helpless. “That’s right. They will always be safe as long as you
“That was not enough for all the bullshit you did to me before. But for now, let’s call it even," Damian said.Carson only shook his head as he wiped the blood on his lips before leaving the house. And the only thing that was running through his mind was how strong Damian’s punch was… before until now.THE NEXT morning, Carson didn’t just confess what he did to the board members, but he conducted a press conference to publicly apologize to Damian. He knew that Damian deserved to clear his name and regain his reputation, and although his public apology wasn’t enough, he still did it to show his sincerity.“Starting today, Carson Ferremento is now terminated as the CEO, and will face two years of suspension because of him ruining the Ferremento Corporation’s reputation,” Piper announced, her tone colder than usual. “The position will go back to Damian Giovanni Ferremento.”Carson smiled sadly, but he knew he needed to accept the consequences of his actions.However, since Damian had a
“That bastard. He told you that even though you have a husband?” Carson asked, his teeth gritting.“Well, this is just an arranged marriage, and he knows it.” Ava shrugged. “To be honest, I would marry a man like him although he isn’t the richest, than stay with a puppet like you, who only knows how to follow someone else—”“Here,” Carson interjected, giving Ava the signed papers. “I will let you take Catela because I need to deal with something, but I will take her away from you once I'm done.”“Hah. As if I will let you do that.” Ava scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Thank you for this, Carson. Catela will benefit so much from this.”And as if Ava was waiting for this to happen, when she went again to their bedroom to take Catela, she already had her luggage with her and was talking to someone.“Yes, he already signed the divorce paper, and I’m all set…” Ava said, smiling from ear to ear. “Oh, your bodyguard is outside the house already? Alright. I will let him in.”Ignoring Carson, Ava
After Carter went out of the house unnoticed, that was the only time Carson could breathe properly. He didn’t even realize he was suppressing his breath because of fear.‘Is that really the brother I used to be with ever since I was a child?’ Carson thought, his heart racing, as he leaned into a tree. ‘We are family. Why would he threaten me like that? Is the company and the organization more important to him than me?’And upon asking himself that question, Carson got his answer. Carter wouldn’t mind killing everyone who would be a hindrance to his plans, and he is not an exemption.His gaze went to the house—Something he had because of Carter. Everything he had was him, not giving Carson any chance to carve out his own identity. He was only known for his surname, and for all his careless actions when he was in teenager days.The only thing he had that wasn’t connected with Carter was Dollie, whom he took for granted, and now his family; Ava, his wife, and Catela, their child.“Ava,”
Realizing that Damian needs him right now, Veron took his phone and called a number. It was someone he thought he would never talk with again.“Veron,” Charlie Wiles, the CEO of the Legion Mercenaries, called. “It has been a long time, huh? What do you need this time?”“I have to ask you for a favor,” Veron replied.“A favor?” Charlie raised an eyebrow. “If it is about our operations, I’m sorry, but I need to decline. You know that we can’t take clients in other countries other than Colossia, right?”“I know that. You are not taking me as a dumb person, aren’t you?” Veron shot back, his voice laced with irritation now. “I need someone I trust to do this task for me, and I’m willing to pay any amount you want for it.”“Any amount, huh? Talking to rich people is different.” Charlie chuckled on the other line, yet he became serious afterward. “But alright, deal. What is it that you want me to do?”“I want you to find Correl Ferremento’s location and kill him,” Veron commanded, his tone s
“Carson,” Damian called as his eyes darkened in anger. “It is you, isn’t it?”“If you are asking about the new CEO of this company, yes. It’s me,” Carson answered, smirking, as he placed the documents he brought to the table. “Why? Are you surprised that a person who was once a happy-go-lucky like me would be chosen to replace you?”“Why would I be surprised if you planned everything for this to happen?” Damian shot back, the annoyance evident in his tone. “Seeing you in front of me now just strengthens my hunch. It was you who messed up with the data. How could you?”Carson’s smirk widened. He didn’t answer. Instead, he stood proudly in the middle with his arms folded.“I’m not here because of the shitty things you accuse me of, but because I have given the board of directors a proposal strategy that you can’t provide.” Carson slid the document in front of Damian. “Here. Look at this.”Damian didn’t move at first, but a few seconds later, he took the folder and looked at its contents
“Young master,” James, whom Damian called, answered on the other line. “Young master Carson is still doing his old routine; working in his office the whole day and going home afterward.”“How certain are you?” Damian asked.James’ brows furrowed, but he still answered in a polite tone, “I’m always monitoring him, young master. I didn’t even let him out of my sight.”“I know, but something might have happened that slipped your notice,” Damian said, his tone low and serious. “The Ferremento Corporation is in chaos right now, and I’m sure Carson is involved with it. I need you to think carefully.”James obliged. The tip of his brows pressed harder on each other upon recalling the surveillance, and his lips widened as he remembered something.“There was one incident. A few days ago, Miss Ava Medivien bumped into me and caused a commotion. For a moment, I lost sight of young master Carson’s office,” confessed James. “But it was only for a few seconds.”“And that is the only amount of time t