[3rd POV—Damon]There was a fine line between revenge, madness, and murder.A tiny thin strand that could barely see, or to some, it doesn’t even exist.The state he saw what the bastard had done to Cara immediately drove him to madness and with other things running around his mind, one remains topmost. Murder.A long, excruciatingly painful death he could warrant.Yet, aside from that, he was also too close to slipping into madness.Davien just made it in time and rushes Cara to the hospital while he remained for a moment in that hellhole rat nest to clean them up. Killing every single one of them, save for one person.Walsh.“Damn you, Montreal.” The scarred face man, Walsh, grunted in pain when Damon pummeled a screwdriver to his side and then kicked him hard into the jaw. Sending the man to lay helplessly on the floor with the pool of his own blood.Damon's ear is filled with the horrible sound of a fractured bone, which fills his ear with delight. Nonetheless, it wasn’t enough t
[Cara] Okay, I don't know why the fuck I am panicking?It’s not like this is the very first time I've talked to him. Though, I am quite aware that our recent encounters may have not been very cordial. Especially, right before I was taken captive.It doesn't help either that I went crazy inside his own mansion. Though I couldn't be entirely at fault that time, I was grieving, and dropping the bomb on my face of what will my future be isn't really something that I could take on lightly. Well, let's just say the news didn't sit with me nicely and I kind of went a little overboard with my reaction. However, with everything that is going on, the horrors I've been through and mom receiving the same black envelope with a crest of a rose and snake.Considering what mom had suggested, it seems that marrying Damon Montreal is the best option I have left. I've already seen the video dad left me and explained why he had to do such a thing, compromising my inheritance in the hands of Mr. CEO Da
[Cara]I couldn’t move for what felt like a minute and how the hell I am still calm at what Damon did baffle me.But, why does he feel so different?“Cara?”“Y-Yes…” I stammered, breaking out from my trance, and stepped aside. “Please, come in.”My heart still viciously hammering on my chest and my nerves wracking on the edge as if I’m about to collapse.Damn it! I already look stupid enough.I quickly closes the door shut and followed behind the imposing man, motioning him to the dinner table I had set up for the two of us. It wasn’t as grand as one thinks it should be, I like it simple and less hassle. Also, every dish served on the platter was just an order to go I picked up earlier from an Asian restaurant.Damon turned to me and gave me the bouquet I have forgotten he was holding. “Thank you,” I mumbled, immediately felt a twinge of embarrassment over the fact that I was so close to slamming the door in his face. Though, he doesn’t seem to be bothered by it. I noticed him looki
[Cara]My entire body quivered with fear, my hand viciously shaking as I gripped my phone so hard while simultaneously casting a fleeting glimpse at Damon, who was staring at me intently.He wasn’t holding a phone.‘Get the hell away from me!’ After giving him a speedy response, I swiftly returned to the table. I am still trembling, and my heart thumps a thousand beats per second. It feels like I would have cardiac arrest anytime if I didn’t manage my anxiety.I wanted to sit down, but it seemed like my knees had become rigid and were unable to bend, and my palms started to feel cold and wet.“I uh…”“Are you alright?” I turned to Damon, there were now emotions gracing his face, and those were genuine concerns of my sudden perturbed countenance.“Y-yes, I am fine.” I forced a smile on my face, but instead, it came out a grimace when my phone chimed again. I don’t want to read the message, but something deep down inside compels me to just swipe the screen and be done with all this bot
[Cara]I wasn’t expecting Damon to be that candid about his life. Though, I wouldn’t say he had the most enthralling experiences, given he and dad are so much alike.He lived circling around his businesses, primarily focusing on Sphinx Prime. He also recounted the first time he saw me during my birthday party, which my dad turned into a business conglomerate instead of being my special day.“Despite scowling most of the occasion, I found you the most beautiful woman then.”My face heated up, and I laughed to mask my embarrassment.“It should be. It was my birthday.”Although it happened, I was glad nonetheless that he made up for it and celebrated my birthday the way I wanted it to be. Just the three of us, and it was the best day of my life.“I’m so sorry about everything,” he suddenly hushes out of the blue. The smile on my face withered when he reached for my hand, peering into my eyes with sincerity.His body suddenly felt so close that I could smell his expensive perfume. His ey
[3rd POV—Damon]This was bullshit.It’s sick, and Damon knows it, but he has no choice but to do it.Cara was already suspecting him to be her phantom, and he couldn’t let her know that it was him. She was asking too many questions. She was a brilliant woman, a smart one even, and it wouldn’t take long before she would realize it was him all along.But he couldn’t let that happen. She mustn’t know yet.Not now.After she fell asleep, Damon called Davien to come and switch places with him so now he could appear as the phantom.He knows her sleep pattern. After the incident, she always had trouble sleeping and woke up gasping in the middle of the night as if someone was chasing her in her dreams.Damon calculated all his moves just in time for Cara to emerge through the living room. Her mouth was gaping, eyes wide in terror as her gaze landed on the gun he was pointing at Davien’s head.“Hello, my love.” He grinned, tracing his gun’s nozzle along his twin’s forehead. Damon quite commend
[Cara]Have I finally succumbed to madness?How can I still be with the man that absolutely drove me insane? Let alone have him inside my bedroom while my new fiancé sleeps outside my living room.And what?I couldn’t even push him away. I tried really hard but did not have the strength to do so.Not when he had this effect on me that immediately made me weak in the knees.Everything he said was right. Painfully so. My own body was betraying me, begging for his touch and attention.I thought I didn’t want to, but when he asked me the question, I couldn’t give my answer.Damon.Oh, fuck!I have to think of Damon and how he will react about all this. But why do the two of them feel so exactly alike?Almost identical. Their aura, both their presence filling my entire being and leaving me intoxicated. Even the kiss. The way Damon kissed me on the forehead was the same as my phantom did.Too many things pointed to a single identity, yet divided into two different persons.Though I am rel
[3rd POV—Damon] Damon smirked when his twin’s gaze landed on him but said nothing and pretended as though he hadn’t seen him in the dark corner. He had given such a convincing performance of his role. If he hadn’t known any better, he would have been led to believe that Cara was actually talking to his doppelganger.Probably, Davien was a frustrated actor in his past life to have acted so flawlessly.However, Damon didn’t expect his twin to do was kissed Cara on the cheeks, deliberately throwing him a knowing glance just to annoy him, and effectively, it set his nerves taut on edge, taunting his self-control to snap.That dick really knows how to push his buttons, and the worst part is he can do nothing about it but glare daggers at him and devise endless imaginative forms of torment that he won’t be able to carry out.Now that his brother had finally left, he had Cara all to himself.It took all of his will strength to resist the urge not to toss her on top of the table and claim her