The first thing that I noticed was his signatures under his name at the bottom of the papers. My eyes went wide as a whisper left my lips. “ Damien Knight Castillo? ”
Slowly, I raised my head and my eyes met his steely grey orbs that were still observing me like he was able to see right through me. Was he really Damien Knight Castillo? The same one who was rumoured to be Ruthless? The one I thought I would never meet so I was relieved? I gulped staring in his intense eyes.
The Auction was held at The Castillo Hotel so he was the one who was behind the whole thing and then he bought me for himself.' She died. ' Alder's voice whispered in my ears and I lost my focus on Damien. What was happening? What was I getting myself into?“ Are you not going to sign the papers? ” His cold voice rang through my ears bringing me back to reality.Heaving a heavy breath, I looked down at t
ALICE'S POV He did not pick up. I was not really expecting for him to pick up my call and talk to me. So when he did not pick up, I called Alder whose number was also saved in the phone conveniently. I asked him if I could go. He told me that I could go wherever I wanted and I did not need to ask for permission. His boss, Damien would call me whenever he wanted and I had to come then. I had hanged up on him after hearing this. I had to go whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted me to come. This made me feel like I was really a Prostitute now. With these thoughts, I knew I would never be able to breathe so I pushed them at the back of my mind once again. Just until my father was alive. I had to do all of this just until my father was alive. I kept reminding myself the same thing. So now, I was all ready. I dressed up in the first red party gown I saw. It was a mermaid long dress which hugged my curves perfectly. In the n
ALICE'S POV “ I officially announce that my daughter Madison is married to Damien Knight Castillo. ” Jonas Lincoln was speaking, his words making my head dizzy. This could not be true! I shook my head, my ears ringing. Everything around me dulled down. I could only see Damien and Madison standing side by side. The spotlight highlighted their figures. They both looked like King and Queen of a Kingdom. Their Kingdom. I took in Madison's bright smile, her pearl white teeth making their appearance. I took in the way she held Damien's hand like she expected him to protect her against the whole world, like she excpected him to support her. To keep her standing on her feet. Like her life depended on him. She was in love. I was painfully aware of these expressions, the gestures. It was Love. Stumbling back, my eyes travelled to Damien's figure. He was not smiling nor was his face betraying any emotions. But his hand...
ALICE'S POV Damien. He was gazing in my eyes. His face was unreadable yet I could notice the underlying hardness in his expressions. He was pissed off. More than usual. I gulped, my eyes denying to leave his. I tried to push Archer away and go to him. To explain that it was not what it might have seen like but Archer did not even budge. Gritting my teeth, I detached my eyes from Damien's steely grey orbs and glared at Archer instead. “ Leave me. ” I hissed coldly but he looked unphased. In my whole life, I would never see someone as self absorbed as Archer. My heart was beating so fast that I was sure it would explode and the thought that Damien was watching us made me nauseous. When he did not move, I glanced in Damien's direction again but the spot was empty. He was not there anymore. He was gone. My breath hitched as my eyes looked around to see if he was still there s
ALICE'S POV “ But you still have to do it Kitten, don't you? ” He whispered as his hand slowly pulled the zipper of my dress down leaving my back bare. I stared at him. I was sure that my eyes held all the emotions I was unable to convey through words. I don't want to do this. Not now atleast. I am so tired. I feel weak inside. Empty. When the dress fell down pooling beside my ankles leaving me in my undergarments, I heaved a heavy breath and averted my eyes away. It was of no use. He did not care. He would never care about what I felt. Then again, Why did I even want him to care? This question made me hold my breath back. His cold fingers traced imaginary shapes on my bare back as I kept my eyes down lost in my own thoughts but I could still feel the tingles, the jolts of pleasure just with the smallest of touch. What was wrong with me
ALICE'S POV When I woke up in the morning, he was gone. I was relieved or I would have felt more suffocated than I already did. Forcing myself, I set out for the hospital. I had to check up on my father to see how he was doing. And then there was my mother... She must be waiting for me with insults after insults piled up in her mind that she would throw at me, the moment I was going to face her. Sometimes, I wanted to scream at her that she had to no right of ever insulting me. She did not own the right to shame me when she was no better herself but something stopped me every time. It was Responsibility. Responsibility of being a daughter to not break her mother's heart. I really did not want to hurt her because in the end Claudia Anderson was my mother. Nothing could change that fact. It was not hard to find my father's room when I asked about him on the reception desk. Finally, he had a room.
ALICE'S POV I felt bad now. Not just bad but horrible. It's been two days that I last went to the hospital and had a fight with my Mom. It's been two days but Damien did not come. Maggie kept calling me in these two days and I did not know why she even wanted to talk to me. Everything was weird in my life - more messed up than before. So, I stupidly made the decision to start working again. I could not rely on Damien all the time. There will come a day when he was going to leave me and if I stopped working, I will get used to depending on him. It would not be good which pushed me to start working at the club as a waitress and an attendant at the same Castillo Hotel. I called Alder and pestered him again about the same thing. Was I allowed to work? This felt weird but I did not want to offend Damien. Alder said that I could do whatever I wanted. I just had to come whenever and wherever his boss - Damien Knig
ALICE'S POV “ Martin sold Nina at the auction against her will. ” Melissa gulped and blurted out painfully. Despite wanting to comfort Melissa, I kept sitting still not showing her any reaction at all. This encouraged her to tell me more. Everything that she knew. “ The one who bought her at the auction that night...killed her. We couldn't even find her body. Just a - Just a... ” Melissa sniffed and paused, her eyes going wide like she was reminicising something horrible again. “ Just a what? ” I asked, bile rising in my throat. “ Just a severed finger and a note that we should try our best to find her body now. ” She closed her eyes and blurted making my breath hitch. A cold shiver ran down my spine with just having to hear and imagine something so horrifying. Why would someone do this to an innocent girl? How could someone be so cruel?
ALICE'S POV Awkward and Suffocating. That's how the whole ride back 'home' was like. Home...It turned out to be the penthouse that was so high up in the sky, that I had to crane my neck just to see the building sometimes. Now as I stood inside the penthouse with my clothes a little dried than before, I could feel Damien coming behind me. “ I am going to take a shower. ” Blurting out to him, I moved forward just after I felt the warmth radiating off his body to seep into mine. I needed time to process everything that Melissa told me today. Why did I feel so hurt for Damien? I was unable to understand. He did not say anything or stop me from behind. I guess he did not want me to stay there looking like this. Sighing, I went to the huge Italian style bathroom that was once again a mixture of black, grey and silver. All dead colors. Everything was so dull and gloo