Nancy groaned holding her belly. The pain was getting unbearable. Her whole body was shivering and going cold. She opened her eyes when Damon patted her shoulder. “We are home, honey.” She closed her eyes and managed. “I can’t. I can’t move.” She said dropping her head into his lap.

“What?” He pushed her away and held her face. Nancy winced when her belly moved. “You can’t sleep now. Remember, I said you will dread coming back home with me. Come on, I will show you something.” Nancy winced holding her head. “Please, no, no…”

Someone came to open the door for Damon but Damon stared at Nancy for a moment. “Ah…” Nancy groaned holding her belly. Damon raised his brow. He could tell she was acting up. What could have been wrong with her? Damon held her shoulder but she was quick to hold his hand. “Don’t move me. It hurts.” “Suck it up.” Damon pushed her away and walked out to get to his side.

He was about to pull her but found her unmoved. “Hey?” He called for her but Nancy remained without life.

Holding her arm he pulled her out roughly only for her upper body to hang out of the car. He looked around realizing he can’t order his men to pick her up after him. She was not just any captive. Leaning down he got his arms under her arms. He was about to load her on his shoulder but then realized his men would get a sight of her legs.

“Fuck!” He cursed picking her up bridal style and hated her for having the status of his wife. Damon’s whole body was burning in agony. The woman he was holding didn’t deserve any of it.

Wasn’t what he had done to her was enough to at least try for the escape? Anyone at her place would have jumped in the opportunity. All he wanted was to see his hands dripping with her blood but she chose not to run. He could still kill her without anyone raising a brow but it would spoil the game. And, he was no loser.

She weighed too little for her height. Damon walked into their room. But the moment he looked at the perfect clean sheets he frowned looked at her and placed her on the couch.

“Odelia!” He shouted for their old maid. She was also the one who had helped Nancy to get ready for the wedding. Damon was getting his tie off when Odelia walked in with two helpers. “Help her change. It seems this bitch is too weak for her night routine.”

Odelia in her mid-sixties was always a perfect head maid for the female staff. She was as heartless as one could be. Damon had his trust for Odelia to never take pity on anything he had for his prey. Odelia gestured to two young ladies to walk ahead while she walked to the wardrobe to retrieve something that Mrs. Anderson could wear at night.

One of the maid took off Nancy’s shoes while the other was getting her dress out. The moment both looked at her abnormally swollen belly both women exchanged looks but remained quiet. One of them walked out to the bathroom and retrieved towels to wash her body while Damon was getting his suit jacket out after his shoes.

The telephone in Damon’s living area rang and Damon gestured to one of the maids. “Get me the phone,” The maid nodded and walked out to get the phone. But the moment he got his suit jacket out he looked at his cufflink that was tainted red with blood. He looked at where Nancy was lying naked and the maid had almost removed her makeup. To do her job fast she was rubbing the washcloth roughly and had already come to her neck.

Damon's jaw clenched looking at her busted lip. The bruises on her cheek were still there. She looked disgusted in her weak and lifeless state.

“She is actively bleeding. Should we call a doctor?” Odelia informed Damon the moment she noticed blood between her legs. The maid who had walked out for the phone came in with the phone and Damon shook his head.

“Get her down from the couch. It’s more important than her life.” “Hello?” Damon asked getting the phone from the maid’s hand. “It was someone from our border who had helped Aria and Ken out. Three men helped them…” It was Robert. Damon’s temple vein was swollen in an instant. His annoyance had turned into impatience. “…one of them admitted he knows something about their whereabouts. But he wants your words on not killing him.” A cunning smile spread on Damon’s mouth when he asked,

“Since when am I known for keeping my word?”

“It seems he doesn’t know much about you. New hiring, Damon. I am sure there is more to it. I don’t know what but this is not as simple. Someone had done this to us. Not Ken and not Aria. Someone who can arrange and give money to three men to help Aria chicken out to hurt you.” Damon’s breathing had gotten ragged with rage. It was worst if someone had gotten successful to get on his nerves.

“Where are you!” Damon roared. “We are exactly where we caught them. They were staying at the basement of our tanning factory…” Damon cut the call in the middle. He got his suit jacket but the moment he looked at Nancy he raised his finger to Odelia. “I want her alive. She has raised that fucker. She will kill him for me,” Damon was loud in his anger and left shortly after leaving the matter to Odelia who slowly walked out and made a call to the medical staff that lives at their place because getting shot or medical emergencies were their usual occurrence. If it was of some serious nature the professional could always advise to shift the patient to the hospital.

The medical staff was quick to inform Odelia that she would need surgery to get her internal bleeding fixed. The medical staff got busy taking her vitals but Odelia asked, “Can’t we perform the surgery here? What else do you need? You have a lot of equipment here.”

“She needs a CT scan at least now. You didn’t buy me a CT machine saying the hospital is only a few blocks away. What happened to that Odelia? And, you didn’t let me get her to the hospital last time too. I took care of her wound and now we are here. It doesn’t look as simple as one or two gunshots. She had been subjected to severe torture for the last few days and needed to get checked on a lot of things.

“All those bills to get her right when she can be murdered tomorrow.” The doctor raised his hands. “Fine, I am out of here then. You are to answer Damon.”

“You are paid to listen to me. You get it?” Odelia warned before she looked at Nancy and rolled her eyes. “Fine, get her to the hospital.”

Nancy was shifted to the hospital in half an hour. A medical team was already preparing for the surgery. Her surgery went on for two hours. It seems she was punched in her guts quite a few times and her wounds gave in to the new torture quite bad this time.

The situation wasn’t new for the hospital. They were used to admitting bad cases for the people Damon wanted alive.

Nobody on the team had any sympathy for her. People with hearts were never employed by Damon. There was no moral compass for the people who worked for Damon. Mostly those people were charged criminals and were on runaway. Damon provided them with a place to live where they didn’t have to care about getting caught by the state. The rules were simple. Only loyalty to Damon matters or you face death. There was no place to be a hero for anyone.

There was no pity for her. The staff knew they wouldn’t have any say in when or how she would be discharged. All they had until the moment they didn’t get any order for her. She indeed was given the best treatment so when the order comes she is in the best shape.

Unlike the other times, no such orders came for her. Nancy opened her eyes after eighteen hours. she looked around and spotted two women standing in her room.

“Where am I?” A nurse walked out to call for the surgeon while another nurse attended to her question. “You are at Eve’s hand.” Nancy knew this hospital was on Damon’s mother's name.

“What happened to me?” Nancy asked but a doctor walked in taunting her. “Have you already forgotten? Well, you might be subjected to the same again. Take notes this time.” “What?” Nancy asked but this time he only huffed, “You underwent surgery.”

Nancy read the room and realized she wasn’t somewhere she could find people to have mercy on her. If it was a place Damon owned. There was no peace for her here.

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