Chapter 1

• Irina
• “I'm waiting for you at the parking lot of the airport. Wait, let me just share my location.” My phone vibrated and there I saw her exact location.
• “Have you seen Damian these few days?”
• “Why the hell would I've seen your boyfriend, Irina?” Eve asked back.
• “I'm just wondering since I couldn't get hold of much of him while I was on my business trip, Damian is busy with something he said.”
• “Busy of what? Isn't he unemployed or something?”
• “Eve.”
• “What? That's the truth. Nevans are filthy rich. Damian is a trust fund baby, other than that he's nothing.”
• “Damian and his uncle will train becoming their grandfather's protégé. He'll be an heir to Flying 'N Airlines.”
• “Speaking of his Uncle, Alonzo has a month-long reservation in my family's hotel. I was informed by our manager since they were taking extra care of someone like him, VIP, I say.”
• “Are you sure that it's Damian's uncle, though? There are tons of Alonzo.”
• “I know. In fact, we've got two Alonzo checked in on our presidential suite, but one of them is definitely Damian's uncle, Alonzo Nevan. I saw his name.”
• “I wonder if Damian knew. And what could he be doing in L.A.?” I asked Eve, who obviously didn't have an answer to that.
• “Still can't get a hold of the ass?” Eve has been stealing glimpses from my phone since I began to try to contact my boyfriend.
• “Aren't you going to regret it?”
• “Regret what?”
• “That you're going to marry Damian. In my opinion, he's so-so in the look department and irresponsible for his age. You deserve better.”
• I glared at Eve which she only took lightly.
• “Fine. I'll be supportive of your decision to marry that despicable brat since you're so in love with him, and he makes your heart flutter, but…"
• Eve stared deadpan, with no hint of fooling around.
• “The moment he did something that could possibly raze your marriage, I'll ask you to divorce him right away. I'd never encourage you to give him a second chance or whatnot.”
• “Can we not talk about divorce this soon, Eve? Can we? We aren't even married yet. Damian hasn't proposed to me. This is all plans for now.”
• “Plan that you initiated yourself, Irina.” She was irked.
• “See? You're the one who's making all the effort, which is why I felt like a marriage with Damian would never work. He'll pull you down.”
• “Damian used to be a playboy, and you hated him because of that. He's a changed man. Give him a chance to prove himself, at least do it for me, will you, hmm?” Eve whirled her eyes.
• “Just one chance, but I'll still keep my eyes on him.” On cloud nine because of that, I hugged Eve, but she broke free from me first.
• “You should get inside and rest. Stop stressing yourself over Damian. If I know, he's at the club like he always did, doing I don't know what.”
• “Eve! You just said that you'd be nicer to him!”
• “This is me being nicer to him. I'm trying, but it's not that easy!” She joked that, which made me shake my head in disbelief.
• Eve needed to come back to the hotel for a sudden emergency. On my way to my father's office to tell him the good news, I heard a grumble of pleasure coming from the sliding door inkling to the pool.
• “Ah yeah. Damn yeah.” Esmeray's erotic voice made me frown, but I didn't want to interrupt nor see her doing the deed, so I maneuvered my feet back to our father's office when she moaned a name.
• “Do you want me to give you a head, Damian?”
• “You'll suck my dick? R-Right here?” Until the last minute, I held onto a faith that the man Esmeray was with wasn't mine, but those faiths faded into the abyss when I peeked through and saw them.
• “Fuck it, Esme. I didn't know that you're great at this. Oh yeah, my balls, play with it.” Damian moaned feverishly.
• “You spiteful fair of douche bag!” I blasted. Damian quickly jostled Esmeray away from him. He got up from the sun lounger and walked to me.
• “Babe,” he voiced out nervously.
• “Don't fucking call me that! You cheating bastards!”
• “Babe, this is.”
• “This is not what it looks like, hmm? Is that what are you going to tell me? What am I? What do you take me for? A complete idiot?” I cast an eye at Esmeray who remained unbothered while she dried out her wet hair after she plucked herself out of the pool.
• “I always knew that you're a whore, and you love stealing someone's boyfriend because it gave you a fucking thrill, but it never crossed my mind that you'll do the damn thing to me too!” I strike her face with an open hand, but I was instantly stripped away from my whore of a sister.
• “Baby, are you ok?” Damian's worriedness to Esmeray set my heart on fire.
• “Irina, what was that for? I never thought that you have violent tendencies, and you're capable of hurting your little sister!”
• “What?! Are you seriously criticizing me for slapping her like that's more evil than the two of you cheating on me, in my own fucking house?”
• “Your own house? Since when did the mansion have been yours, Irina?”
• I finally lost my patience and went feral, pulling Esmeray's hair to drag her around when she was once again taken from me.
• “Irina! Why are you beating up my daughter? Why are you being like this to my precious girl? How dare you hurt my child!”
• “Because your child deserved it, Mommy! I caught her making out and giving Damian a fucking blow job!" My inside trembled in anger.
• Mommy glanced at Esmeray who looked down on the tiled floor.
• “And so?”
• “What?” I asked in disbelief.
• “Damian and Esmeray have been in a relationship for a year now.”
• I went deaf and speechless upon hearing that from my father who had just gotten here too.
• “And Damian already asked for my permission to marry Esmeray and I allowed it.”