Memories
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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 up barking or biting." I pushed her away and she staggered backward.
I was about to drop the magazine but on second thought, I held onto it. I grabbed my phone and car keys from the table and then stood to my feet.
"Where do you think you're going?" She asked but I ignored her and kept striding forward.
To my dismay and utter irritation, before I could get to the door. She rushed to it, turned the keys in the lock, and kept the keys in her boob.
She pushed the handle and pressed her shoulder against the door, making sure that it was locked.
An annoyed and exasperated gasp escaped my lips. I was so sick and tired of her.
I truly wondered what I was thinking when I got involved with her. There were a lot of women out there.
I probably got a little interested in her because of her beautiful features and took a liking to the kinky stuff that I always did.
But when she cheated on me and after I met Elise, I realized how shallow she was.
"Give me the key," I demanded, containing my anger that was threatening to explode. "Nicola, you wouldn't want me to repeat myself."
"Of course I do," Nicola smirked and rested her back on the door, twirling her body.
I didn't understand what she wanted from me. She cheated first, meaning that she got interested in someone else. So, why had she been so obsessed with me?
The more I thought about it, the more I realized that Nicola belonged to an asylum.
"Hand over the key!" There came my raging voice but it seemed to get her more excited.
"I love it when you're so dominant. It turns me on." She moaned out those words, taking her fingers to her gown and raising them to reveal her panties.
"You aren't leaving this office till you f**k me and I'm not going to let you find that b***h!" She cussed, her expression filled with displeasure.
"Elise is nothing like a b***h. She's a beautiful and innocent woman and she had worked her way to the top, unlike you, who had to wait for Daddy's next credit to do something reasonable with your life." I said, disdainfully.
I tucked my hands in my pocket and walked to my desk. I rested my butt against it and lazily crossed my ankle on the other.
"Do you believe she worked? I thought you were more sensible but you're so gullible to think that she's that innocent virgin that you f****d. She must have f****d other men including that manager of hers." Her words made me grit my teeth in anger.
Elise and I were apart but she was everything but cheap. She was beautiful, diligent, and bright enough to make a way for herself.
I would never doubt her. I did that once and it ended in a disaster.
"Elise is a woman of character, she's pure and has never been promiscuous," I said firmly, not willing to let her words go unchallenged.
"You can defend her all you want but you know that my words are true. She must have f****d men old enough to be her father…" She glared at me and spoke those hateful words.
"Nicola, I feel so sorry for you." I had no other response befitting to her.
A gasp escaped her lips.
"Why would you feel sorry for me? You should feel sorry for her because she has to hide her face from the whole—"
She suddenly kept quiet when she saw me making a call.
I didn't have time to exchange words with her. I had to find everything about Elise, including her home address.
Elise came from Country N, she must have changed her name and covered her face to avoid that scandal from resurfacing. She must have been through a lot. I had to find her and fix my mistakes.
The phone rang for a few seconds and the recipient answered. He was a personal investigator and he had helped me in a few cases. He was efficient and was the fastest in finding information. He doesn't just bring bits of information but chunks of it.
He couldn't find Elise in the past because she wasn't in California to begin with.
'Good morning, Mr Sinclair.' He greeted, formally as usual.
'Morning. I know that this job might be a little difficult for you because the person in question is quite mysterious. She's called the faceless model, her name is Annabel Claw.' I said but was careful enough not to reveal her true identity.
I didn't want her blackmailed or hurt by my search, so some information was limited to me.
'Do you need me to uncover her identity?'
'No, I just want you to find her. Any information you can get about her location. Contact me. I'll reward you more than usual.' I said with a little smirk, playing on my lips.
'I'll get to work, Mr Sinclair. Have a nice day.' He muttered, his voice full of confidence as usual.
'You too.' I muttered and hung up.
I put my phone back in my pocket and stared at Nicola who had disbelief written all over her face.
"You can stand as long as you desire. When you're done, please get the f**k out." Talking nonchalantly, I sauntered to my seat and rested heavily on it.
A smile formed on my lips, relishing the thought of meeting the woman I love again.
I brought the magazine to my face and looked at her picture again.
"Can you stop staring at that?" Nicola shrieked and stomped her feet like a child, throwing a fit.
With a sigh, I reached for my drawer and pulled out the remote control for the air conditioner. With a flick, I turned up the temperature as high as it could go, sending a blast of icy air into the office.
"You were saying?" I looked at her with a smug look on my face.
I knew that she was sensitive to cold temperatures and even hated the snow as well. So, I decided to use her weakness against her.
"Turn off that damn… Oh s**t, I'm freezing…" She shuddered, wrapping her hands around herself.
"You're a…devil." Nicola spewed and her body trembled uncontrollably.
"That was the best compliment I've ever gotten." I smiled wickedly.
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It had been days and my personal investigator hadn't contacted me or spoken about Elise. I have refrained from calling him to avoid looking desperate.
I was presently lying on my bed with a towel around my waist and the picture of Elise on my phone. Not the new Elise, the one whom I knew, five years ago.
She had changed within these years, her skin looked fairer and more polished. Her hair looked much softer in her newer photos and that innocent smile was gone.
In this old picture of hers that I had kept for years, she had such a beautiful smile that each time I beheld it, my heart melted.
"You must have changed so much since that day but I know that you still love me. You looked at me on that runway because you still felt a little affection for me."
"I love you so much…" I whispered and kissed my phone.
As I pulled the phone away from my lips, I ran my fingers over the surface, tracing the outline of her face. The memories of that night suddenly flooded my mind.
I recalled the way Elise's lips parted and whimpers escaped her lips, when her little cries changed into desperate moans, wanting more of me. I remembered when her cunt clenched my c**k so tightly as she reached her climax for the first time.
The thought of her reactions made my c**k harden and begin to bulge in my towel.
"Shit." I cussed and forcefully heaved a sigh.
As my hand almost reached for my d**k, my phone suddenly rang and I instantly answered it without checking for the caller's name.
'Have you found her?' I asked.
'Yes, I've located her sir.'
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