Damien’s POV
I was just finishing up my documents when someone knocked on the door.
“Come in,” I said without looking up.
“Oh, Damien. Always working!”
I looked up, irritated. “Why are you here?”
“Don’t be such a jerk, Damien.” She walked toward me and leaned over on the table, showing her cleavage. I looked sideways and then down at my paper, shattering her intentions.
“Stop working!” She said excitedly so and was about to take my document away when I caught her hand in between. “You should walk out of here,” I said with a dark voice.
“You know I get really tingly when you use your threatening tone. It is so… sexy.”
I was reaching my level of frustration with her.
“You want to seduce me, don’t you?” She menacingly – and ironically – said. “Wouldn’t you be betraying your best friend that way?”
“I can’t even take your name,” I replied and looked at her. “I don’t cuss.”
She chuckled. “Oooh. You’re cool, I will give you that.”
“Get out. Right now.”
She stood straight and sighed. “Stop disrespecting me. It is just so annoying.”
“And I am pissed already.” I finally got up. “So why don’t you walk out, as I’ve already told you thrice, or we’ll take this to the next level right now.”She smirked. I guess she doesn’t know the meaning of my next level.
“I knew you liked me!” She smirked more and I rolled my eyes. I took out my gun again.
“That so?”She looked at it and laughed. “We both know you are not going to shoot me.”
“Do we? I don’t remember that.”“If-if you do that, you’ll lose your friendship with Trev!”
“I will talk to him about it,” I replied confidently, “But you need to die because you’re playing my best friend and also want to fuck up our friendship.”
She took a deep breath.
“And, not to mention, being a slut.”
She squinted her eyes in rage. “What did you say?”
“Oh, don’t you worry. No one will know — I won’t tell and you wouldn’t be able to.”“Don’t you dare!” She was finally scared and said. “I-I—I’ll lose nothing and you’ll lose Trevor!”
I smirked. “Buh-bye.”
With that, a bullet came out of the gun and hit her forehead in the middle. She died on the spot.
I stopped for a second when I looked at her dead body. She was right — Trevor would hate me. I never wanted this to escalate but I knew that Trevor would misunderstand our relationship and no matter what – Amelia had to die. She was just a slut who was playing him. She could’ve never loved him.
Or was I just justifying my kill? Was killing people getting easy for me day by day?
I rubbed my forehead and was about to go back to my seat when I heard a loud gasp. I turned around and pointed a gun at the intruder — only to find Trevor standing there in shock.
“A–Amelia?” He whispered and went towards her dead body. I stood quietly and looked away. I couldn’t see him hurt. He took his time — at least ten minutes — before turning to me. This time, his eyes were filled with hurt and hatred, something I had never seen in him.
“Did you enjoy it?”
His question made my heartache. He believed I did it for fun. I don’t enjoy hurting people but some of them just deserve it. How could I explain this?
“Trev, I–”
“It is Trevor for you.” He got up from the floor and looked at me with a menacing glance. “And I don’t want any fucking explanation from your sorry ass.”I looked down.
“If you’ll just hear—” I tried to speak but he cut me in between with his laughter.
“You know, I thought you were a monster,” He looked at me and said, “But I believed you were a monster for the right reasons. A monster for the monsters.” He looked over at Amelia. “But now, I don’t know…” I could see a tear in his eyes as he looked at me again, “Maybe you should kill yourself because you’re no less monster than the ones you kill.”
I didn’t reply. I don’t know what I was feeling — I felt weird, I felt hurt after a long time. The wounds became new, the old wounds hurt once again and it felt like no matter what right I do, I was always going to be wrong in someone’s eyes.
And that someone could also be my best friend.
“I won’t give an explanation,” I said after a while, “You won’t believe it. But, if you want to kill me, go ahead.”
He hesitated. He took out his gun and even removed the safety — but he didn’t kill me.
“You deserve to live and get tortured by this world,” He said, “You don’t deserve to die.”
I nodded. That time, I realized — being alone is the way I like, it was the way I deserved to be and it was the only way I could survive.
I walked out of the office.
Damien’s POV“The work is done, boss,” Michael — one of my people — informed me. I nodded and he left the room.I rubbed my forehead and sighed. Things have been difficult without Trevor. He wasn’t just a business partner, he was my best friend. Now, he had just… disappeared for three days.I can’t find him. I don’t even know if I should.Anyway, the work was done, so it was time to go home. I got up and as I left the cabin, my eyes fell on a woman standing near the door. I raised my eyebrow.“Do I know you?”She looked at me and gasped. “Ah— no, no sir. I–I was, uh, just…”“Calm down,” I said as I sensed how scared she was.She took a deep breath.“Y-yeah. Uh, I was… um, appointed by Mr. Trevor Hall to assist you in
Damien’s POVI let out a shaky breath at the person I saw.“You?” I asked with resentment in my voice, “how did you get in?”The man laughed with pleasure and let out a fake-warm smile. “Oh, son. I still have the key to this house because… why? Oh! Because this is my fucking house!”I chuckled. “Yours? Seriously?” I took a dominating step toward him. “Do you have the papers to prove that?”“Oh, you’re so naive. Always involving lawyers, and… police… and judges… courts… These are family matters, my son.”“First of all, I am not your fucking son,” I said, “Second, this is not a family matter.”“Oh don’t worry, I don’t need your house. I came here bearing gifts!”
Damien’s POVIt was 4 AM when I returned back to my bedroom. The drinks couldn’t get me high, but I was okay with it. After all, I had to go to work.I took some rest and woke up at 6 AM, got ready by 6:30, and then reached my office by 7:30. I knew Evie must be coming soon, but I was reluctant to tell her what I wanted.Well, not wanted.It was 8:15 when she finally came up to the door and knocked. It was a transparent door, so I nodded and she came in.“Goodmorning, boss. I, um, will report to you regarding all the meetings in ten minutes. A lot of people—”I cut her in between. “I need to ask you something.”She stopped and some worry lines appeared on her forehead.“Y-yes, boss?”“If there was a demand, a not… normal demand from me, would you listen?”
Evie’s POV“Who is she?” I heard Mr. Trevor Hall say to Damien with a shocked and worried expression.“You know her. You hired her, so you don’t need to act like you don’t know her,” Damien was rather cold and I felt as if I was between two icebergs.Shit, the titanic couldn’t take one iceberg.Trevor smirked. “Well, I guess you forgot the rules. No strangers.”“She is not a stranger,” he looked at me and I grew more nervous. Suddenly, he took my hand in his, and I stared widely at our connection. “She is my wife-to-be.”That didn’t go well because Trevor squinted his eyes and looked at him with disgrace. “You’re setting up your happy after with the person I hired after you ruined mine?”“Well, life is ironic.” He shrugged. “Do
DamienIt was weird having someone with me at the house, but I guess, everything will change someday.“Which room should I take?” I heard Evie as she entered the house.“Your choice,” I said, knowing that it was impossible she would choose the one I stay in out of the sixty others.“Well.” She sighed deeply. “You live alone?”“The servants are gone, so yeah, I am alone right now,” I smirked and said in a tone that made her face red.She looked down. “I-I will find some room now.”I smiled as I watched her move toward one of the rooms.“By the way, I would suggest looking through all the rooms and choosing the one you like!” I shouted because she was a little far away.She looked back and nodded slowly. I smirked and went to my room, which was on the second floor.&nb
Damien“Where did you find Evie?” I asked him. He looked at me with suspicion.“How does that matter?”“Well, she was the only one new—”“So you brought her to our secret base and let her hear our conversation without trusting her?”“You know there is no one we can trust!” I shouted. “We can never be sure!”“No. No, that is not true. I trusted you and you failed our plan.”I scoffed. “You want to pin that on me?”“Yes, actually.” He got up. “I should’ve never called you.”“And I should've never accepted someone you hired.”“And I should’ve never told you about my fiancee because you are so fucking jealous of everything.”I chuckled. “What?”“Yes. That’s what it
EvieIt was hell living with him.“You know you can’t go out.” He chuckled as I was completely prepared to go and buy some new clothes for myself.“I thought protecting someone meant giving them bodyguards and stuff. It doesn’t mean keeping them captive!” I exclaimed and sighed.He shrugged. “Should’ve thought about it before working with Lucifer.”“As if I had a choice,” I murmured.“Well go ahead but don’t bother me if Trevor finds you and kills you.”“Isn’t he your friend? Why can’t you explain to him?”The question was obviously ignored by him as he continued working on his laptop. I sat down on the couch, tired from being in the house all the time.It has been two days since I am locked here and God knows when I will get to
Evie“But I guess you have to get ready to call me Damien.”I looked at him as my thoughts went all over the future. I was ready to be married to him — after all, that was the condition in exchange for my safety. But I didn’t imagine anything else than marriage.I didn’t imagine the thrill. I failed to think what I would be going through if I do that — how hard would it be to not fall for this bastard.He sighed and took a step back. “I’ve thought about it for a while but all the plans I made seem to fail.”I looked at him.“I don’t think I have much of a choice anymore. I will set the wedding day soon. All the preparations will be done. To avoid any backlashes, the wedding will be done as a grand one.”I slowly nodded my head. “But—”