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Chapter 101: The Ghosts of Yesterday-2
Her lips parted before she could stop herself, the question pressing against her chest. Earlier… you said they tried to control you, but failed. What did you mean by that, Damien?”
Damien’s jaw tightened. His gaze drifted past Maya, settling on Ashcroft. Their eyes met and held for a long, silent second, heavy with unspoken history-guilt, pain, anger all flickering behind their steady fronts. There was a hesitation there, a glimpse of something usually buried deep, and even in their controlled postures, the tension of tightly coiled unease was unmistakable.
Maya’s eyes flicked from Damien to Ashcroft, noticing the tension coiling between them. Even James and Lee’s faces betrayed unease-something unspoken, heavy.
Her chest tightened, a pang of guilt stabbing at her. She whispered, careful and hesitant,” Wha… what’s wrong? L… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have…”
Damien cut her off, his voice calm but edged with steel. “No… it’s okay. You need to know. I promised you honesty-no matter how ugly it gets. That’s all you asked for, and I promised I’d give it. You deserve nothing less.”
Damien held Maya’s gaze, dark and steady, yet heavy with a storm beneath the surface. His hesitation wasn’t from unwillingness-it was fear. Fear that the truth he had buried for years, the burden that had forced him to build walls so high and unyielding, might finally push her away.
The memory of the girl he had once been promised to-the one meant to unite powerful families through an alliance, the one whose absence had left scars he still carried-haunted the edges of his mind.
And yet… here she was. Maya. The woman who had quietly, impossibly, broken through every barrier he’d ever built. For the first time, he wasn’t protecting just himself-he was exposing the fragile pieces of his past, the vulnerabilities he had never shown anyone. All he could do was hope that the walls she’d shattered could hold long enough for her to stay.
He cleared his throat before speaking, his voice low, measured.
“It started with a civil relationship between our families. In fact, the children of the families all grew up together-except for the Takahashi daughter, since they lived overseas. The Volkovs, however, were hungry for power. They wanted to infiltrate North America, so they relocated here. But because we held the greater power, they had no choice but to follow the rules.”
“So… me, Nick, and their daughter, Cassandra, grew up together. The three of us were close-
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good friends. As the years passed, the Volkovs kept their heads low, aware that we held the upper hand in this region. Everything remained civil… until one day, they proposed an alliance. They wanted their daughter to marry into one of the families, hoping to consolidate power and strengthen their position.”
He paused, letting the weight of the words hang in the air.
Maya blinked, her voice catching as she asked, “They wanted you to marry their daughter?”
Damien’s jaw tightened, his gaze dropping to the floor for a brief moment. When he finally looked back at Maya, his eyes were shadowed with something raw-regret, restraint, and a twinge of anger.


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