He had no choice anymore. She had pushed him far enough towards the wall. He didn't want everything to end like this but to him it was indeed necessary to take this step.Emma's mouth hanged opened as she stared at the tall man before her. Her legs were wobbling and feeling heavy making her to almost stumble but he held her back just in time to prevent her from falling.Her eyes never leaving his. What kind of a monster was he? He wouldn't stop until he got his way with her. He had always made sure she obeys his every command and today was no exception.She regained her sense and pushed herself away from him. Her eyes were red with rage and anger. Damien stood still to his spot staring at her. He knew that a lot of things would be running through her mind right now and it was understandable. The hatred which she had for him had doubled today but that didn't bother him right now. He made his decision to marry her and he was going to stick with it."Emma..I..." His face turned to the ot

Emma walked into the mansion first with Damien behind her. He could tell she was still upset. She quickly walked up the stairs and vanished into the hall.He decided to give her some breathing space for now. He heard noises coming from the kitchen. He was hungry when the aroma of chicken creamed soup filled his nostrils. He smiled remembering old times.Dashing towards the kitchen area, he spotted Sarah dishing out the soup into a deep golden plate. He walked in casually before grabbing a seat by the kitchen counter.Sarah turned around and gasped seeing her boss in the kitchen. How long has it been since he last stepped his foot inside the kitchen and taking a seat."Sir! Can I get something for you?" She asked politely.Damien nodded. "I would like a chicken soup." He repiled. For some reason, his mood was quite weird to her. She thought maybe it must be herself but she saw happiness in his eyes and his aura wasn't dark but instead screamed only peace and calmness.She wandered if h

Damien stepped out of the court ready to head towards somewhere that was important to him. Or someone. His wife. He plastered out a small smile humming the name in his mind. How much he enjoyed calling her his wife and he as her husband. He never imagined that she would be his wife anytime soon. He was always afraid of rejection and stalled for time to gather courage. He didn't care if it took years and which it did. But today he was her husband and he loved the new name given to her. Mrs Emma Damien Siller.A clearing of a throat instantly made his smile to vanish. He knew that voice used in clearing her throat. Claire appeared from behind and then wrapping her arms around his elbows behaving like a typical wife."Congratulations Darling. We are now married in the court." She spoke seductively while Damien huffed out. He wanted to so badly get rid of her but it was way too soon. After all she made the mistake of trying to deceive him by playing smart. All the information he dug out a

Damien sat at the dining table wearing a broad smile. His green eyes fixed on her. Emma was in the kitchen cutting vegetables and prepping the other ingredients. She wore an apron and tied her hair in a ponytail. Damien crossed his legs not leaving her through his eyes. He was admiring her from behind. The woman standing in front of his eyes wasn't any woman. It wasn't just Emma anymore. The person standing in front of him was now his wedded lawfully wife. Seeing her preparing food for him warmth his heart. He was starting to feel like a real and true husband in a true sense.He stayed glued to his position and groaned in annoyance when his phone beeped. He fished out his phone from his blazer and saw an unread message from Rojas. BOSS, EVERYTHING IS SET. WAITING FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS. Read the message.Damien wore a smirk after reading the message. Claire had made a big and huge mistake of trying to cross him and mess with him. She obviously picked the wrong guy to double-cross

Claire was in shock and glued her eyes towards the man standing before her. She tried speaking again but couldn't bring out words due to the cloth wrapped around her mouth. Damien saw her desperately struggling to speak and it made him so happy seeing her in pain and agony."Do you want to say something? Then speak my lovely wife." He mocked her. Claire tried speaking again but the cloth prevented her voice from being heard.Damien laughed once again. "I can't hear you my wife oh! Sorry you aren't related to me at all." He mocked Har again. Claire was muffling something behind the thick cloth which Damien couldn't understand. Her brown eyes were completely moistened with her tears and were even shedding down her bruised cheek.Damien looked at the sad tensed woman and felt pity for her. She was too beautiful to be tortured but she was at fault for thinking she could mess with him and not pay the brutal price for it. He already had so many plans for her to make her talk.He harshly rem