When Damian woke, the clock on the wall had just struck midnight.
On the nightstand sat a glass of warm water. He picked it up and drained it in one gulp. Despite the lingering weakness in his body, there was a flicker of relief in his eyes as he stepped out of the room. All he wanted was to find his wife and finally
have a real conversation.
However, as he climbed the spiral staircase to the rooftop, cold sweat dampened his forehead.
The sight that met his eyes froze him in place. There she was, his wife, locked in a kiss with that man, Justin.
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A sharp pain shot through his chest like a knife.
Damian’s pale lips pressed a thin line. He stormed forward, grabbed Justin by the collar, and snarled, “You bastard! What
the hell are you doing
At this point, he could no longer lie to himself and believe Claire had been manipulated by Justin.
“Who gave you the right to touch her?!”
Justin smirked.
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“Tell me something. Did you ever actually treat Claire like your wife?”
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Before Justin could finish his next sentence, Damian swung a punch straight at his face.
“Calm down. That’s hardly the behavior of a gentleman.” Justin sidestepped the blow. “Damian, you’re lucky I let you stay
here for the night out of respect for Claire. Otherwise, I would’ve had you thrown into some ditch in the countryside by now.”
Justin pulled me behind him protectively. His tone was dripping with mockery. “Let me spell it out for you. Claire is now my fiancée. Even if you beg her on your knees, she’s never coming back to you. So, give up and go back to being the Don
everyone fears. Go find that woman, Serena. The two of you are a perfect match!”
Damian barely heard the taunts. His gaze was locked on me, wide and desperate. “Claire… is it true?”
His voice was barely audible, raw with disbelief. “We’ve only been apart for
someone else?”
month,
and you’ve already agreed to marry
and yes over a video call to Justin’s
