The Wife He Never Meant to Love (Lila and Damon) novel Chapter 184

Chapter 184

Chapter 184

“Mr. Blackthorne… Daven wants to meet you.”

Bryan’s voice was calm, measured-as always.

It had been almost a year.

A full year since Maddy disappeared.

Since Daven vanished from the radar.

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And in all that time-not a single scandal, not a single reckless move had surfaced. No noise. No mistakes.

Too clean.

Damon didn’t like that.

“What does he want?” Damon asked, his tone indifferent, though his mind had already begun calculating.

Bryan stepped forward slightly. “He’s requesting your support for an upcoming election in Wago City. He intends to run for mayor.”

That-

Caught Damon’s attention.

His fingers paused against the document he had been reviewing.

Mayor.

So that was it.

Daven wasn’t just hiding anymore.

He was building something.

And now… he wanted legitimacy.

Bryan continued, “Since becoming the unofficial leader of the outskirts, several gangs have attempted to interfere with what he established. To secure the current mayor’s position, they’ve begun hiring people to eliminate him.”

Damon leaned back slowly, his expression unreadable.

So the pressure had begun.

Good.

That meant Daven had built something worth destroying.

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“Arrange a meeting,” Damon said.

No hesitation.

No wasted time.

“Understood, sir,” Bryan replied with a slight nod before turning to leave.

“Bryan.”

He stopped.

Damon’s voice came again-quieter this time, but heavier.

“Has Marlou woken up?”

A brief pause.

Bryan turned back slightly. “He’s still in a coma, sir.”

Silence followed.

Just for a second.

Damon gave a small nod. “I see.”

Bryan didn’t say anything else.

He simply left.

The door closed with a soft click.

Damon remained still.

Then slowly-

He turned his chair toward the window.

The city stretched endlessly before him, alive with movement, ambition, greed… and power. Everything he controlled. Everything he had rebuilt in the past year.

Foster Technology was thriving.

His enemies had either fallen in line… or disappeared.

Everything was in order.

Everything-

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Except the things that mattered.

Marlou was still unconscious.

Somewhere between life and death, suspended in a silence no one could break.

Damon hadn’t gone to see him.

Not once.

And Lila…

His jaw tightened slightly.

He hadn’t returned to the Blackthorne Estate.

Hadn’t stood before her.

Hadn’t even tried to explain.

And Damian-

His son.

Damon closed his eyes briefly.

He hadn’t shown his face.

Not as a father.

Not as anything.

Because he knew-

The moment he stepped back into their lives, everything would change.

And Damon Blackthorne never stepped into anything halfway.

A year ago, he chose distance.

Chose control over emotion.

Chose to fix everything first before claiming what was his.

But now-

Things were moving again.

Daven stepping into power.

Maddy still missing.

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Enemies shifting.

The board was changing.

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Damon’s eyes opened slowly, his gaze hardening as he stared out into the distance.

“Looks like it’s time…” he murmured under his breath.

Because sooner or later-

He would have to return.

Not as a shadow watching from afar.

But as the man who would take everything back.

Including the family he left behind.

Wago City welcomed Damon not with silence-

But with ghosts.

The scent hit him first.

Gunpowder.

Blood.

It lingered in the air like something permanent, something that had seeped deep into the bones of the city. It wasn’t just a place anymore-it was an arena.

A battlefield.

Every corner whispered of violence. Every shadow carried the weight of lives taken. This was where men with nothing left chose to bleed… and where others came to make sure they did.

Damon stepped out of the car, his presence immediately tightening the atmosphere around him. His men moved with precision, scanning every angle, every movement.

But Damon-

He was already looking ahead.

At the coffee shop.

At the man waiting.

Daven.

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Inside, the place seemed almost normal. A few scattered people. Low conversations. The faint clink of cups.

And then-

Music.

A saxophone.

Too loud.

Too sharp.

Too deliberate.

Damon’s steps slowed.

Something wasn’t right.

At the far corner, Daven sat casually, as if nothing in the world could touch him. When he saw Damon, he stood up and raised his hand in a small wave-almost friendly.

Too friendly.

Damon stopped.

Everything in him stilled.

The air shifted.

The sound of the saxophone grew louder-piercing now, unnatural, like a signal rather than music.

His gaze locked onto Daven.

Cold.

Knowing.

“So…” Damon said quietly, his voice cutting through the moment like a blade. “I was the sacrificial lamb.”

For a fraction of a second-

Everything froze.

And then-

Gunfire exploded.

The sound tore through the street, deafening, violent, absolute.

Chaos followed instantly.

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Damon’s men moved fast-too fast for ordinary eyes to follow. They surrounded him, shields of flesh and steel, returning fire without hesitation.

Glass shattered.

People screamed.

Tables flipped.

Blood splattered across the once quiet shop.

Daven disappeared from sight.

And the city-

Came alive.

Bullets tore through walls, through windows, through anything in their path. The smell of gunpowder thickened, choking, suffocating.

It was a trap.

A perfectly set trap.

Damon didn’t move wildly.

Didn’t panic.

His eyes remained sharp, calculating even in the middle of chaos. He read the angles, the positions, the rhythm of the attack.

But even the best plans-

Have cracks.

“Move!” one of his men shouted, pulling him back as another round of bullets ripped through the space where he had just been standing.

They fought their way out.

Step by step.

Bullet by bullet.

Until finally-

They broke free.

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Outside the war zone, the noise faded.

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But the damage remained.

Damon staggered slightly as they reached cover, his breathing heavier now, uneven.

Something was wrong.

His vision blurred.

Darkness crept in from the edges.

He didn’t need to look down to know.

He’d been hit.

The world tilted.

Voices around him became distant, muffled, like they were underwater.

“Sir-!”

“Get the car-!”

“Stay with us!”

But Damon wasn’t listening anymore.

Because for the first time in a long time-

His mind wasn’t on strategy.

Or power.

Or control.

It went somewhere else.

Somewhere he had been avoiding for a year.

Lila.

Her face.

Her silence.

Her pain.

And then-

Damian.

His son.

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Small.

Warm.

Waiting.

Damon’s fingers twitched weakly at his side, as if reaching for something that wasn’t there.

A breath escaped him-shallow, fading.

And as the darkness finally closed in-

Those were the last things he held onto.

Not power.

Not control.

But them.

Before everything…

Went black.

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