Charlotte Hayes' POVThe moment Damien accepted the call from the telephone, his expression turned stern—the smile on his face faded. "Is there something wrong?" I asked, reaching out to his other hand with a worried reaction. Damien placed the telephone back where it was, and pulled me closer towards him, looking at me, now wearing a smile. "What's wrong?" I asked. "It's Jake Hayes. The pest finally sent a threat." I was dumbfounded the moment I heard his words. "Let's see how far he's willing to go, shall we?" He scoffs. The next day, Damien and his father were planning some things. As ordered, I had to stay inside my room until further notice for protection. "I wonder what's going to happen now," I was looking outside the window of my room, admiring the view. Then, all of the sudden, a knock was heard outside my room. "Come in," I ordered. It was a maid, holding a silver platter with snacks and a teapot on it. "Greetings milady," she bowed slightly, "Sir Damien wanted me to hand
Charlotte Hayes' POVSuddenly, a voice echoed through the darkness, sending shivers through my spine. "Well, well, well, who do we have here?" As the figure comes out from the shadows, I groan upon realizing that it's no one else other than.. Jake Hayes. I glared at his presence. "It's the w*nch, and a pest!" He exclaimed with laughter. Aviana gradually wakes up from the loud noise Jake's making. The moment she gained realization about her surroundings, she immediately panicked. "Jake?! And… Charlotte?! Why… Why am I here?!" She tried to get away from the rope that was tying her body down to the chair.Jake laughs at our situation. "The both of you are in the Hyena's lair. Oh dear, I never expected that Damien Yves Étienne would be a mafia boss. I wonder what the media would say if I spread this word? That will be the perfect payback, as that is what you guys did too." Jake looked at me with a furious look in his eyes. "Did you guys have fun..?" He asked, with a hint of sarcasm. "Did
Charlotte Hayes POVThe battlefield ended in a blink of an eye. Eric dies in the hand of the Ophidians, and Jake dies in my hands. Somebody died in front of me, because of me. And I'm fine with it. Damien was immediately sent to the emergency room. I was standing there outside the room, desperately waiting for an update. "Hic.. I think he lost a lot of blood," I said, crying. Luca and Aviana were on my side, trying to calm me down but it was futile, as my emotions seemed to go through me like a light. My heart was beating fast, my body was trembling in fear, and my breathing was going faster. I could only exhale the moment the doctor finally says that Damien is okay. "He's fine." I fell to the ground, the weight is off my shoulders, and I'm feeling an extreme feeling of Euphoria. "Thank God!" The next morning, the news was all about Jake's death. Although they didn't really know the exact thing that happened, considering how Damien's minions worked so hard to cover everything up. It
Charlotte Hayes' POV Damien took a long time to heal. As the doctors and nurses cheered and congratulated us on his recovery, I couldn't help but feel relieved and overjoyed. "Thank goodness!" I exclaimed whilst holding his hand. I had taken so many measures to help Damien recover rapidly over the previous few days, and it was amazing to see them pay off. We left the hospital together, hand in hand, and I felt a surge of love and gratitude for my amazing lover.As we walked out of the hospital and into the world outside - the world that had been too painful for him to experience for several days - I knew that everything would be okay. With my love and support, Damien had overcome the obstacles, and we were ready to tackle whatever comes next. Together. The both of us went back to the minor mansion where his father and mother were waiting for us. They were worried sick, and the moment we arrived, they immediately gave us a warm hug and greeting. I could sense the relief and gratitude
Charlotte Hayes’ POV Warning: Abuse They say that marriage is a happy ending to everyone's life. However, not all fairy tales end happily. The crowd's attention was drawn to me as the pressure began to bind me. "Charlotte Hayes! You've been married for nearly two years! Do you have any comments about your husband?" I was hesitant to answer the question. But it didn't take long for me to put a faint smile on my face and say, "My husband and I continue to fall in love with each other as another day passes; words cannot express how grateful I am to have such a wonderful husband." And, as usual, the journalists would be captivated whenever I mentioned 'him.' But I'm not. I'm sick and tired of explaining the same thing over and over when it's obvious that those explanations are lies. Abuse and misery lurk behind those lights, cameras, and actions. "Have you gone insane?! Why did you hesitate to respond to the f*cking question?! What if they are skeptical of us?!!" Bruises on my face as m
Charlotte Hayes' POVDamien Yves Étienne is a 25-year-old billionaire with several businesses. He was the only son of the great Étienne family, who were known for their enormous economic success. But does this family have a dark secret that they can't reveal?"A billionaire, Charlotte! Can you believe it? Mr. Étienne invited you!" Mr. Lee exclaimed, smiling broadly. Mr. Lee appears to be more enthusiastic than I am. Nonetheless, I'm intrigued. I had no idea the man I met was a billionaire. What other surprises does he have in store for me? "Wait a minute... Étienne. Isn't that the owner of the Étienne Agency?" I was taken aback. My husband works as an actor for the Étienne agency. To think my husband would be under such a man."Yes, Charlotte! What do you think? This is a great opportunity to even rise in notoriety!" my manager, Hanes, smiled. It was amusing to see how eager they were to let me go. Because I know deep down that they have their own strategy. "I'll go," I sighed as I lo
Damien Yves Étienne's POV "Ahh, why couldn't I get her out of my head?" I pondered as I sat on my room's couch. Michael Etienne, my father, was smoking tobacco directly in front of me. He looked at me, perplexed. "What's that? Do you have a woman who has piqued your interest?" he asked, smirking. "I guess," I replied, with a faint smile. He laughed when he heard my words. "Then I guess that woman is in danger, given how you, a mafia member, are interested in her," he responded. I had a frown on my face. "What can I do?" I said, crossing my arms, "I'll just hide my identity then." I took a pack of cigarettes from my pocket and lit one up. "Phew," I exhaled, extinguishing the cigarette. "Mhm, I wonder. Won't that woman get hurt if you keep your identity hidden? Wouldn't it be better if she knew?" I was enraged when he said that, so I stood up and yelled, "Are you f*cking kidding me? Do you want me to tell the world that the Étienne family is secretly a Mafia family?" The door to the r
Charlotte Hayes' POV At this point, I believe I've gone insane. I'm not sure if I asked the wrong person or not. However, this... is simply excessive! "Huu..." Damien is a beast. At 11 a.m, the affair is still going on. At this point, I was sobbing. "S-Stop it! Please? Mhm?" I begged, my voice cracking. I'm losing feeling in my legs. He rubbed it against my thighs rather than putting it in. My eyes were welling up with tears and sweat. "I don't want to," he said as he continued. I'm curious what Jake is up to now that I haven't returned home. It was 12 noon when he finished because I had passed out. What would have happened if I hadn't collapsed? It frightens me just thinking about it. He emerged from the shower with a wet appearance. He's wearing a robe and using a towel to brush his hair. "Hey, it's time for you to take a shower," he smiled. I was completely naked in bed, covered only by the sheets. My clothes were strewn about and torn apart. Even the newly purchased heels broke.