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
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
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
“What the fuck are you doing here? No one's been coming to my store because of you.” Damian Giovanni Smith, a poor man who chose to wait until the rain stopped, looked at the old lady who suddenly came out of nowhere. “What are you talking about? I’m not doing anything here,” Damian furrowed. “That’s the point! Your presence scares away my customers!” The old lady fumed, arms crossed in anger. "Look at you! Filthy and shameless!” Damian, confused, looked at his shirt and overall appearance. Well, he was covered in sweat and dirt from running in the streets, and the food stains on his shirt were from his delivery job. Actually, the cake he held was the only decent thing about him, as he had bought it for his wife, Ava Medivien. Even though that old woman treated him like a stray dog, Damian still remained polite. Today was supposed to be a special day, and he didn't want to ruin his first anniversary with Ava. “I’ll leave as soon as the rain stops.” To Damian's surprise, the old
Damian was stunned and at a loss for words, while Ava approached Carson who was still on the ground. "Carson, are you okay?""I'm fine. It was a surprise attack, so I wasn't able to retaliate." Carson stood up, maintaining his cool. “Surprise attack? That's bullshit." Damian laughed sardonically, his gaze not leaving Ava. “If you’re gonna cheat on me, you should have chosen a decent man instead.”“What did you say? Are you telling me I'm not a decent man, you fucking shithead?" Carson pushed Damian on the shoulder, making him stumble, but failed.Damian smirked coldly as he removed Carson's hand. "Your words, not mine.”"You freaking bastard!"Carson was about to attack Damian, but Ava immediately held onto his arm, stopping him. "There are so many people watching. Don't ruin our engagement just because of this!”"Engagement? Ava, what the fuck?" Damian raised an eyebrow, confused. "How could you be engaged with another man if we're married?""Married?" It was Carson’s turn to be con
Ava left the room first, followed by Damian. However, instead of going home, he went to The Cozy Corner, one of the most expensive bars in the City, and Ava’s favorite bar, too.A sad smile escaped his lips as he remembered the moments he shared with Ava at that bar. They would spend the night with each other, and part ways afterward so no one would see them together.Damian shook his head, stopping himself from reminiscing, and went to the entrance when two bouncers blocked his way.“You can’t enter here,” said the bouncer before pushing Damian away.“Why?” Damian asked, his brows furrowing.“Because beggars can't go inside to solicit.” He pointed at the customers inside. “Can you see how rich and presentable they are? What do you think will happen if we let you in? You’ll scare them, you motherfucker.”Despite the bouncers mocking him, he remained calm. “I am not a beggar, and I have money to pay.” He took a few bucks from his pocket, which is his remaining salary after buying a cak
“Young master?” Damian laughed, and grimaced again after. “Rich families' heirs are called young masters, isn't it?” “Yes, young master. It's a way of showing respect to the next heir," He answered while still bowing. The excitement and relief were evident in his tone.“But I’m not rich. So you can stop bowing now.”The man obliged, his smile unwavering. Although Damian was denying his wealth, his exuding aura still screams dominance and authority—like his master."My name is Leo, and I’m your father’s right-hand man.” Leo helped Damian to stand up. “I and your father have been looking for you for a long time.”Hearing the word 'father,' Damian was now certain that the man mistook him for someone else, just like Ava. "Thank you for helping me, but I’m not the one you’re looking for. I’m an orphan, and my parents died a long time ago. I don't have a father.""I know everything is hard to understand now, but you're the one we're looking for, young master Damian Giovanni Smith..." Leo t
Damian's back bore a huge amount of scars, so many that they had shrounded his once visible tattoo. Veron couldn't help but clench his fist as he surveyed the scars more. Based on it's intensity, he knew it must be painful for Damian, and his gaze quickly tinged with rage. ‘Someone tried to kill my child.’ A shiver coursed through his spine."What happened to your skin? Why are there so many scars on it?" Veron inquired, his voice trembling."I don't know, too. I can't recall any memory about what happened before." Damian smiled bitterly, knowing how pathetic he is right now. “You should look away. It’s a horrible view for you.”“You’re right. It’s a horrible view for me,” Veron’s index finger traced Damian’s back—The part where the black rose tattoo should be positioned, “because who dares to hurt my son like this?”Damian was astounded upon hearing those words. He remembered how everyone felt disgusted when they saw his scars, so he tried his best to hide it. But Veron was differen