Elise's POV. "Ma'am, she's sleeping." The woman who was behind me whispered. I called her 'woman' because she was the new nanny that I hired to take care of Natalie, my beautiful and cute daughter. The former Nanny had a special place in my heart but she had to leave and take care of her family issues. I believed that's why I couldn't remember the name of the new nanny, I wasn't too used to her presence yet. "She's asleep. Oh, thank you." I turned back to flash a smile at her. "I hope she didn't give you much trouble?" I asked as I sauntered to her small bed. A smile brimmed on my lips as I beheld her beautiful face. She had an adorable attitude like me but she had a spitting image of her father. I wondered why my genes weren't so dominant in the looks because she had her father's dark and intimidating eyes, she had the color of his lips and her hair color was the same as his. She looked like the little female version of him. At first, I disliked that factor but I put such child

Damien's POV. I looked her dead in the eyes and I could tell how serious she was. Recalling her past deeds, I knew that her words weren't a bluff but unlike before, I was going to do all it takes to protect Elise. "Nicola, I don't care what you do but just know that I spared you before. I overlooked your display of stupidity but if you try anything against Elise, I'm gonna kill you. I'll brutally and gruesomely bring your life to an untimely end." I threatened, making my voice cold enough to send a shiver down her spine. "You know that you can't do anything to me, because my family will bring yours to the ground. So, don't be so arrogant and confident. As for all your talk of 'action and killing' Let's see you back it up." She said, pushing me to the edge. "You're just barking." She affronted me.My hands itched to grab her neck and strangle her to death but I remembered her disgusting reaction that day. I didn't want to see it a second time. "Well, let's wait and see, who ends u

Elise's POV. I looked back to see who was at the door. "Jones." I gasped and darted my gaze at Adaline who had a frown on her face. "How can you refer to me as 'a man' like you don't know my name!" Jones scolded her and glared. They both glared at each other like they had argued before or they probably did and I failed to notice. "What's wrong with the both of you?" I asked, curiously staring at them. "Did you quarrel?" "No." Jones shook his head. "That's a lie. We argued because he did something mean to me." Adaline raised her voice while pointing accusingly at him. I had never heard Adaline yell before. He must have upset her. "What did he do to you? Did he court you and go after another woman?" My assumption wasn't out of place because Jones wasn't a young man anymore. Jones was in his late thirties when I met him and now, he's almost forty forty-four. I wanted to call him my uncle when we first met but he claimed he was too young for that. He might be a few years younge

Damien's POV. I stared in horror as I realized that my car was about to collide with the truck. I knew the impact could be fatal, and the thought of never seeing Elise again terrified me. Should I just give up and remove my hands from the steering wheel while bracing myself for death?No! I wasn't a man to chicken out even in the face of death. I couldn't let anything separate me from Elise, never again! There was a chance to survive, so I grabbed it without thinking twice. I turned my steering wheel and the car swayed to the right.I avoided the collision with the truck but I still couldn't control my car. The car began spinning and spinning out of control, fortunately for me, other cars weren't too close. I thought that I had escaped danger but unfortunately, as I turned the steering wheel to redirect the car, I ended up running into the median. My car slammed against the concrete barrier with full force, causing my car to come to a halt. But just as my car was wrecked, so was

Damien's POV. 'Dad, what did you just say?' I gasped in shock. I couldn't believe that my father would think of stripping me of everything that I had worked for. I worked so hard to build up that company after he left it in scrambles. 'You heard me right, son. I'm not getting any younger and I need a grandchild. An heir who will continue our family name but it doesn't look like you're ready to fulfill that. And anyway, I want a child that would call me grandpa before I pass away,' My dad replied and faked a cough. That was the height of manipulation from him. 'Dad, your medical reports say that you're alright. The doctor hasn't informed me of any ailment. So, stop this! You're not dying anytime soon!' I shunned and hung up on him. I checked the internet again and couldn't stop more anger from building up in me. How could Father make such an announcement to the whole world? If people saw it, they would think that the news was true. "Fuck!" I cussed. I dropped my phone and ran