Damian's Redemption: The Billionaire Regret

t Aurora, "Uhmm, could y

repeated, "I'm applying t

ght up, her confidence kept him interested. He leaned forward and asked with an am

d, "I am just confident that having me work w

interesting woman, aren't you?

bag and handed it to him, "Here are my creden

from her and opened it, "Even if I do find your credentials i

itted confidence, however, she was feeling a bit uneasy on the inside. She never thou

od? As in the Aurora Blackwood? Damian Blackwood's wife? Hold on..." He leaned on the table an

e damn news. I

slightly, "And you

ing on each other, "So what if I am

sion before, and every few minutes, his eyes would dart towards the fine lady that always sat next to Da

lackwoods and even when she did, her face would be heavy with makeup because Victor preferred it that way. She knew why, of course. So that she wouldn't be recognizable outside these events by reporters, so they wouldn't a

while. She scoffed and looked back at Jaxon, "Damian Blackwood and I are no longer married. I am not tied to Blackwood enterprises anymore or anyone else in

soft laugh, "Oh? And what makes you th

And then decided to take a proper look at my name because you skipped that part at the beginning thinking it

here Aurora first called him a fortune teller) He leaned back, "You're right, you do have great work credit. But m

ould take a lot of convincing and close observation for them to believe that she was indeed a hard

aking these with me, if you don't mind." He tapped on the files

more comfortably now?" He asked with a calm smile, his

talking to was Maywell, thank goodness for that or her descent into madness would've been brut

Aurora almost noticed it, "Great, s

ther. He already observed that Aurora was a reserved person, she didn't look like the type to converse without filter after just meeting a person twice, especially if thos

y a lot of cravings. Oh, I've always wanted to..." As she talked about the activ

her, she's so angelic. A little on the tough and no-no sense side but still angelic. Hell, if she were mine, I'd never do anything to m

ba

late-night movie. The massive TV cast a soft glow over the dimly lit room, and the so

ress a piece to his lips as he absentmindedly chewed, his mind elsewhere. He was silently rehearsing how he would bring up the idea of cutting their honeymoon short. He kn

mouth, Selene suddenly spoke. "Hone

turning to loo