The huge glass door of the house was opened by the man as soon as they reached it. The first room was a living room, and a specific decorative item caught Arabella's attention. It was a racing car parked in the middle of the room, as if it were a common piece of furniture among the others.The car said a lot about its owner; It had grayish bodywork, the number ten written on the side and vivid red details. The chrome wheels gleamed when the lights were turned on."It's amazing" she commented.The rest of the room was so incredibly beautiful that it left Arabella speechless. All the walls were made of glass, and showed the coconut trees outside. She was sure it would be an even more contemplative sight in the daytime.Arabella walked towards the sports car when Damon let go of her hand, and gently slid his fingers along the hood. "Your house is a paradise" she murmured, turning to face the man who admired her from afar."Now that you are here, I can agree"Arabella looked away at the o

However, things happened so quickly that I did not pay attention to the details. There are many things we do not know about each other."Jesus Christ died and I am supposed to put a glowing pine tree in the middle of the room?" he scoffs “It doesn’t make much sense to me."It's the Christian tradition" I shrug. Nobody questions. We just decorated the tree and ate turkey "Are you an atheist?""No."He turns his back to me again, but not before I can see the smile on his lips. I am sure he's remembering our church meetings.Cynical."Can you get the shampoo for me?" Banks asks, suddenly.I look at the holder, where the shampoo is even open, as he has just used it. I furrow my eyebrows. “It’s in front of you.”"It is?" he asks, and then I know he's not making a request of me, he's calling me to come there.I take a deep breath. I used to be a girl who attended church religiously, almost every day. I barely recognize the libertine I have become.I reach for the zipper on the back of the d

"But you did not give up on the marriage. You continued with Arabella. You only signed the divorce because Joseph forced you," Angel insisted, her voice trembling with doubt."No, no, no. Of course not. I stayed married because I needed Arabella to take down Damon. But I never loved her," Mason asserted, kissing Angel's forehead tenderly. "The woman I truly love is right here in front of me, and I need her help.""Mason..." Angel embraced him, her vulnerability laid bare. "Then why did you call out for Arabella when..." She could not bring herself to finish the sentence."Because I felt anger towards her. She was haunting my mind, tormenting me. But I promise it won't happen again," Mason assured her, holding her close.They held each other tightly, Angel driven by love, Mason by ulterior motives."I thought you loved her," she said softly."I never did," Mason replied. "And about my schemes... I won't drag you into anything dangerous. I would never do anything to harm you. Trust me."

Arabella was more beautiful than was safe for herself, and she was able to disarm this man as if she had a manual in hand."Why do not I believe you?" Damon questioned as he raised an eyebrow."Because you need to have more faith" she replied.Arabella slid into the next armchair. She took her cell phone and book that were previously on the armchair, and placed them on the side table in front of her. Damon missed contact with her."The pendant is a crucifix" he informed."Why do not you use it?" Arabella asked, looking at the man's chain that hung around her neck."God and I are not that close" he simplified.The beautiful woman decided that she would not pursue the matter.She looked at Damon with big eyes. “About Victor, thank you very much. In truth. You do not know how relieved I am.”“I will stay too” he nodded.She smiled, then just paid her attention to the book Damon was reading, and was intrigued by the man's recent availability for reading. Not that she knew his habits, but

"I begged them to take me off the case because I did not want to be the man on the front lines against such a powerful family, but it was my job. So I buckled down and did what I could to stop the martyrdom. I investigated as far as the stores that Mrs. Banks frequented when she shopped," Spencer said wistfully, looking straight ahead as if he was reliving the moment. “I knew the Banks family had dealings with Volkov. I knew George had met Benedict a few times. But I could not prove it.”“Investigating, I discovered the truth. Benedict and George teamed up to plot against Volkov. Benedict was just a rising fashion designer, he was murdered like a pig and dropped off the map. But George was an important, influential man, he could not end up in a ditch. So there was an agreement between Volkov and the Banks family.” Spencer revealed “George would stay alive, but he would give up his entire empire. In his place, Damon would take the top spot. George's punishment was to stop being king. D