Chapter 18
Damien's pupil dilates and his gaze becomes dark and angry. I match his gaze with the same cold glare.
"You know nothing about me, you have no right to talk about character cause you're the characterless one standing here" I say to him angrily.
" Oh, you think you have character, the same you who didn't tell your lover you were married or the same you who wanted to go speak to him at night outside alone, the same you who has been listening to his I love you calls, the same you who just said kept leading him on"
" Who do you think you are to lecture me about how I relate with people or how I consider my friends. I didn't tell anyone about this marriage because it was meant to be confidential. I am not romantically involved with Sam. I don't even need to explain anything to you. You stand here judging me when you didn't tell your own lover that you're married. You kept her, dated get, whored with her but you think you can stand here and judge me."
" What are you talking about? " Damien says with a frown
"You mean whom am I talking about? Well let me educate you. You were dating someone and you didn't tell her you were married, I had to find out yesterday. When she stopped me at the restroom and lectured me about how you both are dating and I shouldn't come in between you both. But whatever, after all the word hypocrite is in the dictionary for something" with that I turned and ran upstairs. Liza follows me and I run to the game room and grab my phone.
"Liza I'd like to stay with you overnight" Liza gives me a nod and we rush downstairs and start making our way towards the door.
Sam rushes to us and frows when he sees my keys and credit card in my hand. Damien is no more in the living room and I'm great ful for that.
"Are you guys going somewhere?" He asks
"Yes" I reply
" You know you don't have to do that right? "
" I know I don't have to do it, but I want to do it. So I'm doing it" I tell him with a smile.
With that I rush out of the house with Liza closely behind me. In times like this, she's all I actually have.
All I'll ever need in a friend.
Damien's POV
' you mean whom I talking about? Well let me educate you. You were dating someone and you didn't tell her you were married, I had to find out yesterday. When she stopped me at the restroom and lectured me about how you both are dating and I shouldn't come in between you both. But whatever, after all the word hypocrite is in the dictionary for something '
Her words echo in my head as I punch the punching bag with as much force as I can possibly muster.
I've been doing this for the past two hours. Firstly I'm pissed at Sara and I will make sure she stays out of my business from now henceforth. Secondly, Francesca is really a pain in the ass. How dare she call me an hypocrite, how dare she talk back at me, how...
"You look miserable" I stop what I'm doing and turn to see Damien standing at the door of the gym. Fred and Chris already left after calling me names and telling me they were pissed at me. Sam decided to stay.
I grab a towel from the table and wipe my face. I take a bottle of water and gulp it all down.
"You know, I wanted to give you time to get your anger out but it took too long so here I am" Sam walks over to the little sofa and sits on it.
I just stare blankly at him and say nothing. He clears his throat "You know, I really thought you had a little bit of compassion in your life but you obviously don't. Francesca planned that girls night with Liza and you just had to ruin it"
I give a dark scowl " I didn't ruin their stupid girls night, puppet did. With her help of course.
Sam gives me a dark glare before standing up and putting his hands in his jean pocket. "What do you want Damien?"
"What do you mean by that?' I give him a confused look.
"I mean what do you really want from her? Why are you so angered by the fact that that guy likes her"
" I'm not angered..."
" Then stop acting like it, like really stop acting like a two year old indecisive child who doesn't know if candy is better than chocolate. Why did you ask her to meet Sam inside the house" Sam says cutting me off. He looks pissed and I freaking don't know why. He's not the one with a stupid wife.
"Cause I didn't want her to see him outside. What will they be doing..."
" Why do you care?"
" Excuse me?"
" Why do you care?, Cause you obviously still sleep with Sarah and other women. So why do you care what she does? Why do you care if he likes her. You always act this way and it's freaking annoying. How do you expect her to feel when the man lecturing her about character is characterless..."
" Stop it man, shit. Stop judging me without knowing the facts" My face is as red as fire right now.
"Well that's the same fu**ing way I want you to stop judging Francesca"
" F**k Francesca man, I'm your friend and you know how freaking hard this is for me. I met mom this morning and found out that this marriage is a freaking jail man. We're stuck"
Sam raises his brows " what do you mean man?"
" I freaking mean that we can't divorce. This sham marriage literally has no end. The only way out is to have three children and you know why that is also a problem. It's either we have children or stay married for thirty years. Thirty years man, we'll be fifty by then. Our parents freaking trapped us intentionally, just to keep getting richer and keeping some stupid so called family legacy.
Sam gasps in surprise "Well then just use surrogacy since you both can't stand each other or do what they do when they put your sperm in her"
" That's not an option, the contract says it must occur naturally. They'll be medical records and stuff"
Sam comes to me and thoroughly shakes me " you're a freaking billionaire, you're one of the best businesses men in the world so kindly explain to me how you got yourself in this hell zone. Didn't you read the stupid paper"
"She blackmailed me, she freaking blackmailed me and you know who. I was not just blackmailed into accepting, I was also blackmailed into only reading the first three pages. I never knew they were thirty seven freaking more pages. I'm doomed man" i punch the wall in a frit of anger and kick the glass vase until it comes crashing down.
"If you know it's not hers or your fault then why do you resent her this much?"
" I resent her because she wasn't blackmailed, she freaking had a choice but she chose to trust her parents and not read the contract"
" But you were once like her man, you once trusted those you loved"
" Well that's the point, I resent the me who was that dumb. So I resent her for reminding me of all the mistakes I've ever made"
" Try to make this work" Sam says with a slight crack in his voice.
" I can't, I can't make this work" I say to him while flexing my bleeding fingers.
"I don't understand why your parents and hers will do such a thing to their children. It doesn't add up man"
I give him a dark stare " That's because there's more to this man. There's more to this than you'll ever think" with that I left a surprised Sam alone in the gym.
No freaking clue...