Charlotte Hayes’ POV That night was scorching. I awoke the next morning to the sound of people mumbling outside the room. I discovered myself naked on a soft, white queen-sized bed. "Is this his room? " I asked, rubbing my swollen eyes from crying the night before. His room is minimalist, but it exudes a luxurious vibe; one that only the wealthy have. A massive chandelier illuminated the entire room. The floor was smooth marble, and the walls were covered in professional paintings. Not to mention that there were clothes all over the magnificent floor as a result of what happened the day before. "His house is quite large... like a mansion." I got up, covering my body with the sheets, and began to walk around because I was curious, when the door to the room suddenly opened. "Shoot," Luca, Damien's righthand man, said as he gripped the doorknob. My face flushed with embarrassment as I screamed while only holding on to the sheets. It was then that loud running steps were heard. Damien, j

Damien Yves Etienne’s POVCharlotte's hair was being blown by a gentle breeze. She was beaming under the large oak tree that provided shade from the harsh sunlight. I could easily have misidentified her as an angel sent from above at that point. My heart fluttered at that moment, as cringe-worthy as it may sound."I've seen this scenario before," I mumbled, "but I can't remember where I saw it." I shook my head to avoid drowning in confusion. As I approached her, I smiled and removed the confusion from my eyes. "There you are," Charlotte exclaimed, stunned for a split second before greeting me with a warm smile. "You're here," she said as she fixed her hair, closing her eyes.Her lips were slightly parted, revealing her adorable dimples. I laughed lightly as the butterflies in my stomach did somersaults I couldn't quite figure out. I felt like I'd just won my first battle. "I knew I'd find you here," she chuckles as she hears my remarks. Surprisingly, this place and this exact scenari

Charlotte Hayes’ POVDamien leaned in closer for a kiss on the lips. "Hmph," I said, pushing him away, astounded because he appears to be getting used to kissing me. His eyes were like those of a whining puppy. "Are you all right?" He strokes my cheek. I responded by holding his hands and nodding. Damien turned around to face Jake with a rage on his face. Jake, on the other hand, maintains his arrogant demeanor.Damien held my hand as he said, "Hurt her again, and I'll directly transport you to the afterlife." Jake exclaimed, leaving Damien and I alone in the tent. "Let's go to the hospital," he said softly. I shook my head, "there's no need. I can handle it. More importantly, there's the director thing. You did plan that, didn't you?" Damien kissed my cheek and asked, "Does it make a difference?" I moaned, wrapping my arms around his neck. He never took his gaze away from mine."Did you have a good time?" I inquired. "Mmm... yeah. There's no reason for us to stay here any longer." I

Damien Yves EtienneI was always the type to not be afraid of anything; because I was teached that way all of my life. Charlotte and I were eating in a restaurant that I own, when all of the sudden.. “Where is she?” I got goosebumps all over my body when I noticed that she hadn't come back from the bathroom for a while. I immediately took my move. I tried calling her multiple times before going into the women’s bathroom, but no one… was there. “Sh*t!” I yelled with rage, as I ran towards the elevator to go to the CCTV control and monitoring room.“Mr. Etienne?!” Everyone was in shock of my sudden appearance, I was running, in a rush as I yelled, “Check the camera in the bathroom’s hallway!” My heart was beating, and my mind was going blank. I was slowly going insane as I watched the footage and saw Charlotte getting kidnapped. “That woman…” I mumbled. All of the sudden, Luca ran to the monitoring room. Considering the sweat in his face, it seems like he went here in a rush. “S-Sir… I

Damien Yves Étienne's POVCharlotte Hayes—she was the very first woman that caught my attention. I didn't know what she had that others didn't. But for some reason, my eyes were on hers. It wasn't her smile, her face, her personality, but something else that made me enthralled. Perhaps it is this confusion that makes me want to keep her by my side. She seems to hold something, a place in my heart that I have seen to be forgotten. Thats what I'm trying to figure out.That was the mere reason all along for keeping her by my side but… I looked at her expression, an expression that holds a tint of sadness and longing. For some reason, seeing you like this makes me want to stay with you for a lifetime, without any reason. "You know what happened earlier. Being with me is harmful for you. Yet despite that, you still want to know me better?" I asked, raising one of my eyebrows.Charlotte nodded, as she replied, "Yes. It doesn't matter to me now, what matters is that I'm with you." If you rep