Damon's Pov
"The CCTV footage has been erased from the server. The detectives won't be able to prove where they got it from."
I snickered as I read through the message from Warren I poured from the whiskey bottle beside the sofa on glass and sipped from it.
The only thoughts that clouded my mind were the ways I tried devising to make Elysia my slave forever.
I am going to dominate her.
Suddenly my phone beeped, and when I gazed at it, it was a text from Lucius.
"Jake and Hector seem to have gotten no information from Elysia. From the information I got, I can tell Elysia was clueless, and Jake might have loved her. But their meeting was indeed planned by Hector, and it seems like they fell apart a
when Jake fell in love with Elysia."
I could feel my thumbs slowly tighten around my phone. My teeth gritted as I couldn't help but envision Elysia with Jake.
I thought it was mainly an affair, and she only used Jake because she yearned for freedom, but finding out that Elysia and Jake were passionate about each other made my skin crawl. I felt as though my heart would lunge out of my chest with the gravity of jealousy that clamped my nerves.
I could feel my chest tighten, and slowly, I found breathing difficult.
My veins were visible from my wrist to my arms as my muscles tightened.
My eyes clenched shut, and my lips parted as I breathed audibly heavily, trying to calm my nerves.
After a few minutes, I felt a little bit free from within. I slid my phone open as I typed a text message to Lucius-
"Find out what Hector is up to. If Jake is indeed his cousin, he will surely act out because of Jake's death."
...
The splashes of water on the frigid floor filled my ears, and the coldness-freezes my heart.
My hands were on the wall, holding my body as my head bent toward the ground.
I couldn't stop it—the thoughts of Elysia and Jake as they made love in that hotel room.
I wobbled my head, trying to get the thoughts off, but they kept coming back. I wish she could let me in like that. I wish I could hold her and touch her like she is mine.
The flashes of Jake and Elysia at the club suddenly flickered before my eyes.
I want it all.
I placed my back on the cold wall as I bit my lips in extreme anger.
I still can't believe they loved each other.
I should be worried about the fact that Hector had made a move after all these years, but instead, the negligence of my wife clouded my mind. I could feel myself slowly becoming her slave.
I wanted her.
"This can't go on forever," I mumbled, swerving out of the shower to the bedroom.
Without drying the water from my body, I wore my pants and sleeves, dressing so I could go to the company. Maybe work is what I need.
But then, my phone beeped, and I glanced at it. It was my father.
"I don't want you at the company for now. Deal with your promiscuous wife."
My father's words were like a spear that pierced my heart. I could bare the insults from strangers but not this.
The worst part was I couldn't defend her. Any words from my lips about Elysia were seen as lies by my father. He despised my marriage to her because of how she disrespected him.
I was able to take it all, but not anymore.
I loosened the wrist button of my sleeves and left the tie lagging on my neck. I pressed a button on the wall that called for the head servant-Madeline.
In just three minutes, she knocks on the door awaiting my permission to walk in.
I crouched on the sofa, and no words escaped my lips.
After a few minutes, Madeline walks in with her head lowered.
"You requested my presence."
"Bring me, Elysia." I groaned.
She left instantly after shutting the door as gently as she could.
“BANG“
The sound of the door as it slammed made my body quiver and my eyes instantly opened.
She was right there glaring at me.
She was all dressed up and her countenance brimming with impatience.
I scoffed, there was no way I’d let her out through the mansion’s gate, not after her
infidelity and worse-her attempt to escape with her lover.
“I’m going to the company, whatever it is you wish to talk about, say it now or you’d have
to wait till I get back late at night.”
My lips spread into smile. She still didn’t understand how much damaged she caused me,
my dad and the company. She only cared about herself and her stupid fashion
company.
I aloft on my feet, walking towards her with a smirk. She looked fiery, with no shame of
what she did. It ignited the fury I was trying so hard not curb in.
I warned her there was no way I’d let her those mansion gate and she went on blabbering
about me keeping her hostage.
But this is my home.
I tugged her arm and nudged her on the bed.
The glimmer of fear in her eyes aggravated me. She was crawling, glancing at the door-I
could tell she only wanted to run from my presence. She wanted nothing to do with me-she was scared of her husband feeling every inch of her body yet she would allow another touch her.
I brandished her legs and drew her down from the edge of the bed. I put my body weight on her restricting body movement. I could feel the swinging of her legs and hands as she tries to avoid my lips touching hers.
“I guess you’d be happy if we did it in your favorite hotel.”
“What?” Her eyes widened in shock. She watched me free her from my clutches.
I got dressed in my pants and sleeves on the sofa. Then I dragged her from the bed
proceeding towards the door.
“Where are we going?”
I smirked at her question. ‘This is going to be one of the greatest shock of her life.
…
I looked at her through the rear view mirror, she was squirming and trying to look out
through the car’s window to figure out where I was taking her. But that was impossible.
Before leaving the mansion, I had her hands handcuffed to the door of the car. Her head lowered in such a way she’d never be able to look out the window.
“Relax, we will be there soon.” I smiled devilishly.
“Where are you taking me Damon?” She asked in agony.
When I got to the hotel, I dragged her out of the car, straight inside the hotel building.
I lodged a room on the highest floor and when we got in, I walked to the terrace and spread the curtains wide open.
It was just right opposite her favorite hotel. The one she and her dead lover frequented.
My gaze drifted from the mind blowing view to her demeanor.
For a moment there I could see a glimpse of fear that suddenly became overshadowed by hate and anger.
It was so intense that it made me shiver. She looked scary.
She glared at me as though she would slit my throat with her fingers and watch blood surge
out.
I instantly looked away. She had no right to look at me that way.
“You have no shame, no honor. I’d never imagined that a day would come and I’d get to see for myself how much of a shrimp you are.” She scoffed.
“You can laugh now, laugh all you want. You are going to be screaming when I’m done with
you.” My brows crinkled as I walked closer to her.
My eyes drifted to her feet and my feet instantly came to a halt as I watched her move
backwards to the wall.
“There is nowhere to run to darling, no one is coming to your rescue.”
She ran to the door and tried whacking it open, too bad I was with the keys.
“There is nowhere for you to run to Elysia. Nowhere!”
I pinned her to the door, holding her hand up as I rocked my hips against hers.
I was dying to taste those lips of hers, to feel the warmth of her body against mine. She
was struggling so much making it nearly impossible for me.
I brandished her arm and then dragged her to the bed, chaining her legs and feet to the
bedframe.
“What made him special?” I asked her, kissing from her toes to her thighs and reaching for
her breast underneath her thick leather jacket.
Undressing her, I could feel the tears trickling down my cheeks.
As I placed my lips on hers, all that clouded my mind was the thought of her and Jake. In
that hotel room, hands in hand like he was her husband.
I wondered about the sound of her moan in his ears arousing him as he went deeper into her.
“Shit” I wobbled my head trying to shake it off my mind but I couldn’t. I got off her and
walked to the terrace.
I can’t bear to kiss her lips or look at her without recalling when Jake kissed her lips in
that hotel room.
The sound of my phone ringing erupted me from my reverie as I walked in to grab my phone.
It was my dad, I instantly slid to answer.
“Where are you?”
“At a hotel dad,” I responded.
“Why didn’t you inform me that the man whom your wife had an affair with was Hector’s
brother?”
My gaze drifted to Elysia. Her eyes were fixed on me and her lips warped in a sneer.
“I looked into it, and it didn’t matter.”
“The file I gave her to deliver to you containing the details of the offshore account have
been hacked. Is that coincidence?”
“What?” My brows raised in shock.
I grabbed my jacket and unchained her tossing her clothes to her. “Get dressed.”
Elysia's PovThere was a pregnant silence between us, and for a moment, I felt as though I had bitten the lion's tail. His gaze narrowed further, unleashing his deep-rooted hatred for me. His grip on my arms tightened, making me moan in pain, but he cared less.Suddenly, there was a smirk on his face, a little mild, but it didn't fail to tell me he was enjoying every bit of my suffering. Every bone in my body despised him. The feeling of his breath on my skin made goosebumps appear all over my body as if a beast was holding me down. But that was what he was-a beast.Surprisingly, his grip around my arms loosen. When I fixed my gaze on him, stunned by his action, I caught the mockery in his eyes. This man is planning something devilish. I'm certain, and whatever it was, it was to make me suffer."I guess you’d be happy if we did it in your favorite hotel.” He muttered words that threw me in confusion. My brows crinkled as I watched him dressed up, and suddenly, he gripped my arms,
Damon Pov"Don't you dare try to look like you are some saint. Whore!"I turned the car's engine off just to hear my father shrieking at Elysia. I knew this was inevitable.Before I could leave the car, he struck Elysia on her face, and his fingers were visible on her cheeks."Father!" I yelled at him. "What? You brought this ungrateful bitch as a spouse, and now she has cost us a fortune." My father shrieked at Elysia again."Allow me to handle this. I will trace the accounts and fix this." I pleaded. I glanced at her; her head was lowered. Tears were dripping from her cheeks, and they dropped to the ground. I shouldn't pity her, but somehow, I couldn't stand there and watch my family humiliate her."You better fix this, and if I don't get my money back, she will pay for it. Even if I have to trade her organs, she will pay for the loss caused to this family. I never cared about how you treated my son, I let you be, but now you had to mess with my business. I will not forgive this a
Elysia's Pov."Five, four, three, two, and one."I took a deep breath after counting my fingers, gulping my saliva down my throat so hard that I felt the muscles of my bottleneck stiff. The hell! What just happened?My cheeks felt numb for a moment as I tried to reminisce about what had just happened. Why did my father-in-law feel the need to hit me?I kept asking myself if I would be able to come up with an answer when the only way was to question the man who had just struck my face with his old solid hands. Just then, my mother-in-law interrupted. Looking at her, I could tell she was pleased I got hit. She tried to hide it, but I could see the little smirk playing on her lips, but she likes to feign affection for me.I couldn't help but scoff, and instantly she glared at me but never yelled.She never yells when Damon is there."Then speak to your son and leave Elysia alone. Damon, walk your father inside. You boys can do your business while I take care of Elysia." She dismissed
Elysia's Pov"You have no shame." He spat on the ground and glared at me like I was some whore. "I never wanted to marry you, Damon; you know better that we don't have any relationship between us. So don't treat me like I was some whore." I yelled at him.His brows crinkled, wobbling his head at me. I could see the disgust in his eyes."Get in." He shrieked at me, opening the car's door."I want to visit my parents," I mumbled."There is no way I'm taking you there. Get inside the car." He squealed."Never; why can't I visit my parents after you've brought me to your sick parents' house." I groaned."What did you say?" His demeanor was frightening, and it was as though he was going to strangle me to death.I rolled my eyes, pretending like I didn't utter any words."Did you call me sick?" His father's voice interrupted, and before I could veer to take a glance, I felt his hand strike my face the second time."Get her out of my house, and I don't ever want her feet to touch my premise
Elysia's Pov "Madam, madam." Vamos kept calling Elysia's window but she seemed to have fallen in deep slumber. "Madam!" He shrieked at her and instantly her eyes opened as if she just woke up from a nightmare. "Warren" Elysia's eyes meandered around the couch in the living room. "Shit, I dozed off here." She sighed and placed her feet on the floor. "Evening madam." Warren greeted but she paid him no attention. She head straight to her room, and fast inside the shower. .... I could hear the sound of my bones cracking, my body was sore from the uncomfortable position I had slept in the couch. As I walked out of the shower, I got dressed in a lingerie. Switching off the lights, I plopped on the bed set to fall asleep but suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Who the fuck is that?" I grumbled relaxing for a few minutes before reaching for the door, and to my surprise, it was Damon. He pushed the door widely opened, inviting himself in. His gaze meandering around the room as
Damon's Pov Days went by, and I searched through the documents, and the bank statement, checking for clues and information about the offshore account that was hacked by Quincy, but there was no evidence. There was no way we could report to the government; my father hid ten billion dollars in the account, money gained from tax fraud. And now, it's been hacked, and for some reason, I found it scary. Who could be more brilliant than me? Hector Luevano. I've only heard about this man, and words flew about him in the black market. He was known to be ruthless and relentless, one who fixes his eyes on a target and never lets go; that was the kind of person I was up against. Though I was known as a drug addict and a cold businessman, I was still a consigliere to my father. Every name rumored about me was merely because of my father. Being the son of a man known to be feared by the Mafia and a drug Lord gave me a reputation that I found hard to maintain, but I kept trying. It's been ye
Elysia's PovThe morning sun shine brightly through the curtains, meeting my eyes and instantly, I lift my hands and rubbed my eyes gently before it opened.Somehow, I slept so well.My alarm rang loudly and I stopped it, abd hopped inside the bathroom. I heard from Madeline last night, Damon never came back home.This was the perfect time to sneak out to work.I let the water run through my body, feeling every bit of it's coldness on my skin. As it dripped on my inner thighs, my body quiver to the sensation of Damon's touch the night before.'Shit, why am I thinking about this?' I tried to snap off it but I found myself recalling every details, I hate to admit, but it was better than thousand rounds I had with Jake.My lips unconsciously curve into smile and immediately I realized, I snapped myself in my forehead and rushed out of the bathroom.I was raving mad.I got dressed as quickly as I could, in a red gown that hugged my body, exposing my thighs with a perfect slit cut.My slen
Elysia PovIt's been thirty minutes in the restaurant, yet I felt like I'd been here for about two hours. Company lunch or dinner wasn't my thing. Julia had invited John, an employee of mine she was madly crushing on, and the worst part, John came with two other friends, and one was with a lady.At every chance I got, I looked away and sighed, pouring a drink into my glass every minute. Though I was not too fond of this place, it was better than my home. ..."Elysia, you haven't touched your plate yet?" Julia questioned me. Her lips parted slightly as her gaze traveled between me and my plate.My gape trails the table, and out of five plates served to our table, and only mine was yet to be touched."You don't like it?" Emily asked; she was the software manager."I'm just not hungry." I tried to brush it off, but their demeanor seemed as though they were a bit concerned. To satisfy them, I scooped from the salad on my plate and placed it in my mouth. My eyes twinkled at the deligh