#THE_LAST_MINUTE_GROOM_S2
©Sir_Zach
EPISODE 44
*At the Island…*
It was midday, yet Damien could be seen passing around the sitting room in his brown pajamas. His face was gloomy and coupled with the dark circles underneath his eyes, one would know that he hasn’t had a good night’s rest for days.
A guard walked in and bowed: “Master, we couldn’t find her.”
“ki|| yourself.” He uttered without a little bit of compassion.
The guard hesitated, then slowly raised his head to look at his face. He wasn’t surprised that his master for Ten years would suddenly ask him of this. However, what he couldn’t believe was, Everyone has deserted Damien after he fell in love. This guard was the only one who was willing to stay by his side, yet because he couldn’t find that witch, he was asked to die. So typical of Damien.
“Haha…” the guard suddenly laughed mockingly at himself. “What made me think you’ll ever change? I’ve been by your side for TEN solid years. Even when everyone betrayed you, I stayed!
When a better boat was sailing past me and the captain invited me to come over a million times, I adamantly refused and wanted to be with you. You saw my loyalty, you experienced my kindness even though there was nothing like kindness in your world.
I was ready to die with you and in the end, you didn’t even ki|| me for something tangible, but you’re ordering my death for a worthless girl who doesn’t even love you!!’
“Shut up!…just do it!” Damien yelled.
“Why?” He scoffed. “Why should I obey you and point a gun at my own head when I can walk out of here with you lying in your pool of blood?” The guard pulled out his gun and pointed it at Damien.
“You can’t leave here if you ki|| me. You’ll die too.” Damien snorted and walked towards the wine shelf.
“Yeah, right. But it would be nice to die with you.” The guard said as he followed Damian’s movement with his gun.
“Fine. Go ahead, $h00t me.” He said nonchalantly without turning back. He took a bottle of wine, uncapped it, and started to pour the red liquid into a tumbler while waiting for the pain of a bullet to his skull as he lost himself in the events that happened some days ago.
Some days ago, Kimberly had started to reciprocate the way he wanted her to, however, he seemed to always do things that angered her. Nothing he did pleased her. She was always nagging and complaining. When he sleeps with her, she would end up curling herself up and bleeding profusely. What was he supposed to do? Not to sleep with her anymore? Nah, that can’t be possible. She’s good for his body.
He makes sure she gets everything a lady wants. He even gives her sisters food and clothes without them doing anything for him in return. So why would she ask him to take them away from the Island?
Does that not mean she wants to leave him? He can’t live outside the island for now because Maverick would definitely ki|| him. His only safe place is this Island.
When he asked her why she wanted to leave the island so desperately, she said one of her sisters needed treatment or something, so he ki||ed her to relieve Kimberly of her burden. Did he do something wrong?
Why doesn’t she understand that he didn’t intend to ki|| her other sister but that annoying girl cursed him and wished him dead? Who wouldn’t ki|| such a foul-mouthed person? He loves his life and his wealth more than anything, yet that girl had to say such words. Wasn’t she supposed to die? Was that why Kimberly ran away?
He shook his head. That can’t be the reason. Who would like someone so much as to leave luxury and a good life because of them?
He turned around and headed to the couch. “Randy, you talked about love a while ago, what is Love?” He asked as he sat on the couch.
The guard froze when he heard that question. He blinked a few times and shook his head like he was imagining things. That question certainly didn’t come from Damien. He thought.
“If you can’t even give me an answer to that, what are you doing alive? Just pull the trigger at your head.” He snorted and took the Tumbler to his lips.
“Love,” the guard sighed and lowered his gun. “Love is selfless…”
“Then I love myself… go on.”
The guard looked at him speechlessly for a while before he continued. “Love is caring about what makes others/ that person happy and protecting it.”
“It’s getting interesting.”
“Love is trying not to deliberately make that person heartbroken but when it unintentionally happens, you also feel their pain and try as much as you can to heal together.”
“Then that’s stupid. ”
“Love is putting their happiness above yours.”
“Who said that? ”
“Love is not blind to errors but tries to correct them…”
“Explain.”
“When you love someone, you want the best for them. You want them to be the better version of themselves and what they’ll grow to be proud of, so for that, you call them to correction in wh@ťěver way you can… love is showing compassion and showing them mercy… I think. This is just a little I was privileged to learn.”
Damien stayed silent for a while and his mind flashed back to what Kimberly’s sister said that made him ki|| her.
[ “You can’t change, you @$$h0le! Nobody will love you if you can’t feel compassion. You won’t find that happiness you are looking for if you don’t learn to give it. Everything is reciprocal. You get what you dish out. You don’t expect to eat what you didn’t sow, you beast! You’ll die a miserable death if you don’t change!” ]
“Oh, so this is what she meant? Does that mean Kim’s sister loved me instead of Kimberly?”
“Huh?”
“What? Didn’t you just say love is wanting the best for the other person?”
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As Damien was walking through the corridor, his gaze subconsciously glanced towards Kimberly’s door and his legs slowly changed directions.
He was supposed to be in his room but right now, he was sitting on Kimberly’s bed, holding her nightgown that he tore and thrown to the floor the other day. The bed was still messy from her struggles to be set free.
As he slowly brought the gown to his face, he sniffed her faint intoxicating perfume that was still lingering on the gown. Images of the scene played on his mind.
That night, Kimberly had called him to come into her room. When he entered, he was shocked to see her adorn herself with glittering gold jewelry and makeup. She looked ravishing in her segzy transparent red gown.
She was sitting seductively on her dressing table and gestured to him with a finger to come closer. He was mesmerized and for the first time in his life, his heart thumped faster than usual.
Damien Had Never Had A Reason To Be Scared Or Worried, Even In The Face Of Death Because He Knows He Won’t Be ki||ed. Almost Everyone In The World Knows That ki||ing Damien Was The Same As Waging War Against Countless Forces, Which Was Why His Heart Had Always Been At Peace.
However, Ever Since Kimberly Came Into His Life, His Heartbeat No Longer Beats The Way It Used To. But This Moment Where She Was Willingly Inviting Him With A Sweet Smile On Her Face, Not Only Surprised Damien But Also Got Him Really Excited.
He Hurried To Her, Swept Her Off Her Feet, And Carried Her To The Bed. She Made The First Attempt And Helped Him Unbutton His Shirt In A Slow Manner That He Had Never Experienced Before. She Led The Activity And Gave Him A Wonderful Foreplay That He Had Also Never Taken Part In Previously.
All His Life, Damien Had Always Had Rough S3x With His Girls Without Caring For Foreplay.
‘what Is That?’ He Had Asked Emilee The First Time He Slept With Her, Or Rather R@P£D Her When She Inquired About Foreplay.
This Was New To Him. The World Kimberly Was Taking Him To Was The World He Never Knew Existed. The Sweetness Of It Was Something He’d Gladly Leave His Wealth For.
As She Ran Her Fingers Around His Body And Did Some Magic On Him, Damien Vowed To Protect Her With His Life And Never Let Her Go No Matter What. “Kim, You Are Mine.” He Had Told Her And She Kissed Him As A Way Of Approval. That Was What He Thought.
The First Round Of S3x Was Out Of This World For Damien. He Had No Idea S3x Was This Wonderful! It Was Filled With Passion, Gentleness, Love, And Care That He Absolutely Knew Nothing About.
However, Before The Second Round, She Suddenly Told Him To Set Her And Her Sisters Free. How Was He Supposed To Bear That? What About Him? How Was He Supposed To Cope With His Life If She Left?
Damien Couldn’t Picture The Remaining Years Of His Life Without Her By His Side. (He Believes He Won’t Be Dying Anytime Soon.)
So That Was Why, When Kimberly Said Her Sister Was ill And Needed Treatment, He Thought It Was Only Right That He ki||ed Her To Save Kimberly From The Stress Of Taking Care Of A Dying Person. However, She Disdained Him And Ran Away Instead Of Appreciating Him. What Wrong Did He Do?
“You Wicked Girl, Just Let Me Find You, I’ll ki||…” He Suddenly Stopped Talking. Can He Really ki|| Her Now? “Hahahaha…” He Laughed Mockingly At Himself. “Will I Still Be Able To ki|| You Now?” He Choked And Shook His Head. He Can’t Bring Himself To Hurt Her Now. “I Don’t Think I Can.” He Continued To Shake His Head As A Tear Dropped On His Cheek.
Damien Frowned And Slowly Lifted His Hand To Touch It. “What’s This?” He Blinked In Disbelief When He Thought He Understood What It Was. “A Tear?”
Just When He Confirmed It, A River Of Tears Gushed Out. “f_ck!” He Cursed But He Couldn’t Stop Crying. He Clawed The Dress To His Aching Heart. He Was In So Much Pain That He Had Never Experienced Before.
Damien Has Unknowingly Dived Into The Ocean Of Love But He Refused To Accept It.
“Ahhhhh!!!” He Roared At The Ceiling As The Pain Of Heartbreak, And Regret Shredded His Heart. “Kimberly!!” He Screamed In Agony. Veins Popped Out Of His Neck And Forehead As Beads Of Sweat Formed On His Face. He Clenched His Jaw To Suppress The Pain He Was Feeling But Instead, It Got Worse.
Is This How Painful Love Is? He Thought.
Outside The Door, Randy Almost Couldn’t Bear It Anymore. He Placed His Right Hand On The Knob, About To Turn It But Remembering What Maverick Said, He Took Back His Hand And Balled It In A Tight Fist And Shut His Eyes As He Heard His Master’s Heart-Wrenching Cries.
Damien Used To Be A Happy Kid, Even Though He Knew Not What Love And Kindness Were, He Never Hurt Or Tried To Harm Anyone Until The Incident That Happened When He Was 10.
“You Don’t Deserve This, Master,” Randy Mumbled. He Turned Around Decisively, Heading To Maverick’s Quarters.
…
Maverick Was Seen, Sitting In His Garden And Typing Away On His Laptop. Walking Over In A Black Dress Was Kimberly.
“Alpha Chaos, You Sent For Me,” She Said.
“Mhm,” He Responded With His Eyes On His Laptop.
She Stood There For A Long Time Without Knowing How To Break The Uncomfortable Silence. He Wouldn’t Call Her Just For Her To Stand Here, Right? She Thought. Why Not Use The Opportunity To Ask About The Necklace Instead?
“Uhm… The Necklace…” She Paused, Deliberating If She Should Go On. A While Later, She Continued. “Have You Found Anything Yet?”
Like He Had Been Meaning To Say It But Didn’t Know How To, He Suddenly Responded. “It Says You Are A Lu.” He Slowly Raised His Head And Observed The Shock On Her Face For A While Before He Gestured To The Seat In front of him. “Sit down.”
Kimberly’s soul was lost by now, she robotically did as told while her mind was lost in those words he said. ‘I’m a Lu?!’
“Apparently, your mother worked at the Lu mansion some time ago. An accident happened between her and my father, so, you happened.” He glanced at her widened eyes before he continued to work on his laptop, leaving her to slowly digest the revelation.
When he researched the necklace, he found out it was a necklace given to Kimberly’s grandmother by the matriarch of the Lu family for her hard work. Only hardworking servants get gifts from the Matriarch of the Lu family and it symbolizes respect, admiration, and also motivates other servants to work harder. Those servants given gifts would also get better privileges. Also, the gifts are like heirlooms for the servants’ descendants and it also means an automatic good life for the servants when they retire as servants.
Kimberly’s mother inherited the necklace after her mother died and became the youngest head of servants in the Lu estate.
When Madam Caroline got married to Lu Hao, Maverick’s father, Matriarch Lu handed Kimberly’s mother to Madam Caroline, thinking her first son’s home would be the best place for Kimberly’s mother to learn her duties and also become the Young Caroline’s confidant in the huge mansion.
However, things didn’t go as the old Matriarch planned. To get a divorce from her husband after just giving birth to Rex and get half of his properties, Madam Caroline needed a solid reason to not be blamed for her actions but her husband loved her too much and wouldn’t do anything wrong no matter how wicked she was to him and their children, so when she saw Kimberly’s mother delegating tasks to servants one morning, a wicked idea came to her and she drvgged her husband and Kimberly’s mother, then made her husband sleep with Kimberly’s mother and accused her husband of cheating. With that, a divorce happened.
Kimberly’s mother volunteered to leave because the air around the house no longer favored her. The Matriarch was very disappointed in her and took away the privileges she had, but left the heirloom for her, as it was earned by her mother.
The servants were happy and mad. Happy that she was no longer better than them, but were also mad at her for her luck to successfully crawl into the master’s bed, meaning, the master might decide to favor her after he’s done with his wife’s divorce matters.
Kimberly’s mother suspected that one of the servants might ki|| her out of jealousy one day as they always looked at her with envy and unconcealed hatred.
Even though Mr. Lu Hao didn’t hold her accountable for what happened but rather was sorry for what he did to her, she couldn’t accept the fact that she betrayed her mother’s hard work and Matriarch Lu who had so much trust in her, so she left the Country.
A few weeks after leaving Country M, she got married but realized she was pregnant even before her husband touched her. When she went for a test, it was confirmed that the child was Lu Hao’s. She wanted to abort the baby but had no heart to ki|| an innocent child, so she made her husband sleep with her and the child became his.