ELISE'S POV
"What's going on, mother? Where is father?" I asked, in panic. I was worried sick for her at this point.
"I... I feel weak, Elise. My drugs have finished and there is no way to get new ones." I heard her say and I gasped. I realized that we didn't have any money and my father wasn't making any effort to get money for my mother's bills.
"Mum... Mother, I'll find a way. Please, hold on." I said as she shakily held onto me. My heart was breaking every second and I couldn't continue to watch her suffer that way because of their strife and hatred toward Uncle Damien.
Before long, we heard loud footsteps and before I knew what was happening, I got pushed into the room, and the door slammed shut. It was obvious that my mother was afraid of my father seeing us together.
As I paced around my bedroom, I came to a decision. I couldn't let them hinder me from growing. I took up my phone and texted Uncle Damien. I accepted the job and he agreed to pick me up the next morning.
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I was dressed in a worn-out white shirt and black pants with low heels. I was waiting for Damien's car to appear a few distance away and I would sneak out of the house through the window.
A few minutes later, I got a text from him and I didn't waste time before getting out of the house. While I approached his car, with the morning sun shining on him, he looked so handsome and ethereal and I could feel my heart shake, slightly.
"Are you ready?" He said to me, with a smile on his face and I nodded. He opened the back door of the car and ushered me into the car. It was like I was getting princess treatment from my crush and what could be better than that?
Soon, we were in his company building and I looked around with awe on my face. Damien had his hands wrapped around my waist as we walked in and I felt giddy. There were several eyes on us but I didn't care too much about it. I felt safe with him and that was all that mattered.
"We have to agree on a few things, Elise." He said to me as he ushered me into his office. It was large and classy, with a floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked the city. I realized that I would work here every day now, alongside a handsome boss.
"Anything for you, uncle." I said, happily without thinking twice.
"You think?" He asked with a devilish smirk on his face. There was a bit of wickedness in his eyes but instead of cowering, I was more drawn to him.
"Yes, I know so." I replied, confidently.
"Alright! We have to agree on these conditions in order for you to start work immediately." He started and I listened attentively.
"Firstly, you have to help me with my tie every morning. As you can see, it's a chore I hate." He stated while he pointed at his neck. I was a bit taken aback by that condition but I didn't have any trouble with it.
At least I would get a chance to be closer to him.
"Secondly, you have to hold my hands whenever I'm angry!" He said and I gasped. Am I some sort of soothing balm or what?
"Are you serious, right now?" I asked, with wide eyes. However, he didn't even bat an eyelid at my question.
"And lastly, you cannot date anyone! You can only work for me!" He said and I froze, in shock.
My eyes were wide and I couldn't believe my ears. Did that mean my crush wanted me all to himself? My heart drummed in my chest at that thinking. I felt butterflies in my tummy but in the end, I knew I couldn't just come to that conclusion.
"Do we have a deal?" Damien asked and I swallowed.
All three conditions will only make me get closer to him. He was my uncle but I had a secret crush on him. But then he was too handsome and classy to let go of my crush on him.
"Yes, Uncle! We have a deal!" I let out and he nodded.
"Now, come make my tie!" I heard him say and I rushed toward him, with an eager smile.
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Days had passed and I had already gotten my pay for the month. Discreetly, I gave the money to my mother to get her drugs. Every day, I would sneak out of the house to go to work and I was having the time of my life.
My interactions with Damien had been so frequent and we were getting really close.
"Come here, Elice." I heard Damien call out to me while I was standing by his desk. I had a few files in hand and I walked toward him robotically.
"Closer..." He let out and I did just as he said. It was like he was controlling me and I had no qualms with it.
"Uncle..." I let out as soon as he held onto my hand. I felt sparks through my body and my lips parted. In the next second, he held onto my waist while his fingers kneaded my skin through my clothes and that was the height of it.
I felt weak and the files in my hand fell to the floor, scattering all over.
"Uncle..." I let out, shakily and before I knew it, he tugged me and I fell directly on his legs.
"Call me Damien..." He let out and I swallowed. I was so close to him that I could trace the contours of his face, easily. Our breaths mixed and I just wanted to bask in his warmth as he held me closer.
"Damien..." I didn't forget to call him that. As soon as his name rolled through my lips, our lips mashed together and we were entangled in a web of kisses.
Soon, files and documents were scattered all over the place while he laid me on his table, gently.
"Elise..." Damien called out to me, in a sensual tone as his fingers grazed through my neck.
My body had gone limp on the desk and my hair was scattered all over. He hovered over me with his tall frame and I felt like I was shadowed from the wicked world.
"Yes, unc... Damien..." I started, stutteringly. My eyes had gone dim and my mind, head, and body were raging with different emotions and reactions.
"I want you..." He let out and I gasped. My eyes widened in shock and I thought I was hearing things.
"I.. I..." I tried to say something but I was still in disbelief.
"I think you are mistaken." He said, finally. I couldn't believe someone as elegant as Damien would want someone like me.
My crush on him was a secret that I didn't dare to let out! What would people say if they found out?
"No, I'm not. I've had my eyes on you for a long time now, you know. This is the right time to take what I think is mine." He said in one breath and I gasped. His eyes shone with so many emotions that I was drowning in them already.
It was so surreal that he would feel the same way.
"But..." I tried to protest, not wanting to believe him flatly but he cut me off.
"Do you think I do not notice the way you look at me, huh? I know you feel the same way. So, just give yourself to me and I'll make you my queen." His fingers started to go down my neck and toward my buttons.
His touch sent sparks through my body and as he undid the first button, I realized where this was going.
"But..." I let out, shakily. My lips had gone dry but I still had to say something.
"Damien, you are my uncle." I let out, as my eyes watered.
Now that he had confessed, that was the only obstacle between us.
"What would people say when they learn of our relationship? My parents do not like you, as well." I let out my fears to him and he chuckled.
His elegant laugh made him look more handsome and I was a thousand times more drawn to him. He made my heart flutter.
"Does it matter? What matters is you and I consent to this! I'll treat you like my little princess niece and you will treat me like your big uncle. In bed, especially." He said, with a sensual tone and he winked at me.
My breath was caught in my throat knowing that Damien had tossed a hot potato in my hand.
ELISE'S POVDamien's words made me free of all my worries and I couldn't wait to be his just like he wanted.But at the back of my mind, I knew we could never work."No, Uncle Damien! I can never consent to this!" I replied while I pushed him away. I acted like his touch scarred me and like I was disgusted with him."But you feel attracted to me, right?" He asked with raised brows. He looked dejected but I wasn't going to let him fool me."No, I'm not attracted to you." I lied, smoothly."I can never be! I cannot disgrace my parents. Let us keep our relationship strictly business with no strings attached!" I declared and in the next second, I directly walked out of the office.__It was a new day for me and as usual, I walked into the company's building with Damien by my side. Sneaking out of the house has become so easy now.At this point, I had eyes on me as usual but then there was a shift in the atmosphere.Everyone looked at me with eyes filled with disgust and it was like they d
DAMIEN'S POV"What do you want here, Elise?" I asked coldly as I saw Elise walk in.She wanted to sit beside me but I was quick to stand up and face her."I.. I..." She let out, stutteringly, she was obviously disoriented by my cold stance. "I have been thrown out by my father. Please, I have nowhere to go except here." She said, shakily."You have no place here, Elise! Leave now." I declared and she froze. I couldn't look at her the same way anymore after what happened."What... What did you say?" I asked, in shock."I say you have no place here anymore! Leave! Get out of my life! You are the cause of all this! Go!" He yelled and I staggered, in shock."Please, don't do this to me. I have nowhere else to go. You know I'm innocent, uncle!" She said as she was about to go down on her knees to beg me.But before she could do that, I took hold of her hand and dragged her out of the house.I flung her out and her body landed on the floor with a loud thud."Go, Elise, and never come back
DAMIEN'S POV. I retracted my hand from her neck and glared balefully at her. She disgusted me. "Get out of my house! I don't want to repeat myself." I yelled and stepped away from her.Nicola smirked darkly; she simply walked past me and went to sit on my couch. My eyes widened in anger and I faced her with disbelief written all over my face. "How dare you sit on my couch? After everything you've done? Do you know the damage that you've caused, you ruined that poor girl's reputation!" "If you wanted to do anything, you shouldn't have involved her. It's me you wanted, you should have come at me!" I yelled, shaking in anger. Instead of showing any remorse or at least fear. She parted her legs and placed one of them on the couch, showing me her panties. This was the height of shamelessness. The next thing I saw her doing was taking her hands into her gown and removing her panties. She was so desperate to have me but was the first person to push me away. How hypocritical was she?
CHAPTER 7 — From rags to riches. Elise's POV. My eyes slowly opened and my nose was welcomed with a scent that I found familiar. I tried moving my body but a pair of hands were firmly wrapped around me. As my eyes fully opened, they were staring at someone's hairy chest. Curious and terrified to know who I was lying with, I raised my head slowly and my eyes widened in shock. "Damien" I gasped but instantly closed my mouth. I wriggled slowly out of his grip because I was disgusted by his embrace. Last night, he slammed the door heartlessly in my face and now, he had his hands wrapped around me. Something wasn't adding up. Successfully getting out of his arms, I quietly crawled out of the bed. As my feet touched the cold floor, I let out a soft gasp. I lowered my eyes to look at myself and I was completely naked, there were also dried blood stains between my thighs. Tears stung my eyes and I looked at him, he was also naked as well. My hands desperately flew to my head as I tr
Elise's POV. "Elise, I know that you might not want to return to California but it's high time you get over your fears. And anyway, no one would be able to recognize you." Jones said. Jones was wrong about me being afraid but he was right about my hidden identity.I was known as the faceless model for a reason. It was a nickname I was given because I never revealed my face. I always wore a beautiful mask that made my identity unknown. This made me different and so special from every other model. My walk and body were perfect but my masked face attracted more attention to me. I became the hottest and most mysterious model in Country N, and from there, my fame spread around the world. The rest is history.Jones was also unaware of certain things about me. He didn't know one crucial detail about me which was my real name. He thought my real name was Annabel Claw. My life was surrounded by secrets but it didn't matter as far as it was perfect. "Annabel, you aren't saying anything.
Elise's POV. I dodged the knife, by tilting my head. The knife ended up hitting the mirror and causing it to break.Quickly, I moved away from there but I wasn't planning to run. I didn't know her but I needed to know what she wanted from me. "Why are you here and how dare you try to attack me?" I questioned, my voice cold and raised scarily. "What…do you want from me?" Instead of responding, she got a hold of the knife again and made threatening steps towards me. "So, you ended up getting famous to seduce him again right?" She asked, her voice filled with resentment and malice. "I always wondered who was behind that mask, I always wanted to meet you but the moment you stared at Damien like that. I instantly knew you were Elise." How did she know my former name? What connection did she have with Damien? Was she one of his playthings? "I don't know what you're talking about." I feigned ignorance. Although Nicola's claims were true, I couldn't let myself get drawn in. I didn't kn
Elise's POV. "Annabel, is there something that you're hiding from me?" My manager asked. I jerked out of my reverie and looked up at him. "Why would you ask that?" I inquired with a straight face. He sighed and lowered his gaze before speaking. "I understand that you don't like talking too much about your past but if there's anything that can be dug out and used to ruin your reputation then please tell me." "Anna, I can't help you, if you keep hiding secrets from me. I won't be able to save your reputation if everything goes downhill. So, whatever you've done or has happened to you…" He paused. "Maybe you've spent some time in prison or you hurt someone in the past. Were you a bully in school and that crazy woman was your victim?" When I heard that guess from him, a chuckle escaped my lips. I couldn't believe that he would think of Nicola as the victim. People truly have a strange way of seeing things. "Have I ever shown any trait of aggression before?" I asked with my gaze o
Elise's POV. "Ma'am, she's sleeping." The woman who was behind me whispered. I called her 'woman' because she was the new nanny that I hired to take care of Natalie, my beautiful and cute daughter. The former Nanny had a special place in my heart but she had to leave and take care of her family issues. I believed that's why I couldn't remember the name of the new nanny, I wasn't too used to her presence yet. "She's asleep. Oh, thank you." I turned back to flash a smile at her. "I hope she didn't give you much trouble?" I asked as I sauntered to her small bed. A smile brimmed on my lips as I beheld her beautiful face. She had an adorable attitude like me but she had a spitting image of her father. I wondered why my genes weren't so dominant in the looks because she had her father's dark and intimidating eyes, she had the color of his lips and her hair color was the same as his. She looked like the little female version of him. At first, I disliked that factor but I put such child