Damien's POV:
As I continued going through the tons of files on my desk in anger, I couldn't help but feel a sense of boredom. With a glass of wine in my hand, my eyes unintentionally got caught in the color of the wine. It had a greenish hue, and at that moment, those vibrant green orbs slipped into my mind. I couldn't help but sigh as I leaned back, closing my eyes. I had never seen such captivating green eyes before. They were alluring, yet at the same time, tempting to look away from.
With a growl, I snapped my eyes open, my heart pounding in my chest. What was happening to me? Those haunting green eyes seemed to materialize out of thin air, invading my thoughts. I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that washed over me. Grumbling in frustration, I flare my nostrils, trying to push the unsettling images away.
But then, as my gaze landed on the portrait hanging on my office wall, her voice pierced through my mind, sending chills down my spine. It was as if she was speaking to me again, a presence I couldn't escape. The air in the room grew heavy, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of impending doom.
"Then end this marriage! You have gotten the company, right? Then end this marriage because you can't keep what you despise in your possession."
My grip tightened around the glass tumbler, the cracking sound echoing in the room. It wasn't just her eyes anymore, but her voice, her words, they were consuming my mind. Her voice was so soft, so tender, like a gentle whisper in my ear. But then, frustration boiled within me, and I couldn't contain it any longer. Fuck……..! I gritted my teeth and with a furious outburst, I threw the glass tumbler against the wall, shattering it into pieces. The greenish colorful contents stained the once pristine white wall, bringing my thoughts to an abrupt halt.
When did those thoughts creep into my mind? I rubbed my palm over my face, feeling the weight of frustration. And then, in a burst of anger, I banged my hands on the desk, sending the carefully arranged documents and files flying onto the ground. It was as if my emotions had taken control, scattering everything in their path.
"Then end this marriage! You have gotten the company, right? Then end this marriage because you can't keep what you despise in your possession."
Fuck…….!! I snapped my eyes open. What the heck is wrong with me? Why can't I just get her out of my mind? Why can't I just erase her words and voices from my head? Nobody has ever talked back to me no matter what or even given me conditions and orders but only her………. Fuck!!
Just as I was lost in my thoughts, the door swung open, and in walked Lucas. My eyes couldn't help but focus on his every nervous stride, taking in every detail of his appearance. Confused about why he seemed so nervous but at least I guess It was a welcome distraction, a way to shift my focus away from her. Sometimes, unexpected moments like these have a way of pulling us out of our own heads.
"Good day, boss," he halted in front of me and the table. Lucas greeted me with a respectful bow, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Lucas Rodman," I tapped my index finger twice on the desk, acknowledging his presence.
I can sense his confusion as his eyes wander, absorbing the chaos of the room—the mysterious greenish stain on the wall, the delicate glass fragments scattered on the floor, and the countless files strewn about. With a mix of curiosity and confusion, he dared to meet my gaze, but in an instant, his eyes darted away, unable to withstand the intensity of my fierce stare.
"Did you find anything?" I asked, going straight to the point, my voice filled with coldness and dispassion.
"No, boss……. You told me to come over," he said, his voice a bit unstable.
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BOUND BY BETRAYAL
Romans**This book contains a trigger warning. Mention about rape and torture in this book. Please read with caution** "Our marriage is nothing but a deal," he said looking at the girl, her green eyes met his cold silver eye, and both of them glared at eac...
