Damon was in his office as he listened to the reports. He had pushed and cornered the Davids’s more and now, they are in a tight situation. They have no one to turn to, and they could only listen to his proposition.
“Why don’t you just throw him to jail? What he did is enough to be convicted.” Alex said as he sat leisurely in the couches in front of Damon’s table.
Alex was here to report about Anya’s matter as well. They have successfully terminated all traces of those pictures.
Damon heard Alex’s words and he dismissed his secretary. He leaned back to his chair and sighed helplessly.
“Anya doesn’t want it to blow up. even though it’s easy for me, but Andrei Davids is still a known person. This will surely make it to the headlines, so I understand her.” Damon knew that this kind of matter isn’t something one would want to be known. Anya was a woman, and she would surely be uncomfortable with this. Damon understands this, and he also doesn’t want people to feast about Anya’s issue.
Alex was also enlightened and sighed. That’s why a lot of women who was harassed doesn’t dare to report. Because even though they are the victim, they will still be the one who would receive those judgmental and sharp eyes.
It is just sad if the case was much worse, how many women didn’t receive any justice for the things they went through?
Damon also thought the same and can’t help but follow and sighing too. But his eyes glinted shortly with malice.
“Anyway, I don’t plan to let him off that easily. I will make him feel scrunch up with regret.”
He would show him who is the boss, and with that arrogant man’s personality, he will certainly feel like shit. He would make him taste dirt, and what it feels like when you are in the bottom, under the mercy of the those who is truly strong and bold.
At that time, he might feel it is much better if he was just thrown in prison.
The loud music and voices of people filled the bar. Blinding lights shown and people were dancing and making out on the dance floor. The couches surrounding the floor was also filled with drunk men and liquors on the table.
Andrei was downing a shot as he once again plunged to his vices. His face still held bruises, but he dazedly smiled at his friends and the women in his arms.
The enthusiasm he once had was once again drop so low. He just wanted to waste his time away again.
Anyway, she’s gone. Everything’s gone.
Andrei once again felt the bitterness in his heart and he washed away with a gulp of hard liquor. His head was spinning but there’s a careless smile in his lips as he leaned towards the warm bodies around him.
His friends were continuously passing drinks, and he accepted all of it.
He doesn’t know who he got drinks from or who are these women in his arms, but he buried himself in bliss.
The day ended with him dead ass drunk sprawled in the table. The people around him were also drunk and some left without mothering to care for anyone.
So Andrei was left unconscious in the sofa. Little by little, people went and go. Some stayed while some passed out on the couches.
Ellen walked in the bar to see this state of her grandson. She wanted to be mad, but the ache in her heart was more eminent as she stared at the pitiful state of Andrei.
She could only sigh and order the guards to take him away and bring him home.
When they went home, Andrei was laid in his bedroom and Ellen ordered the maids to clean him up. The old woman stared dazedly at the grandson sprawled on the bed.
She got a hold of what happened to the Castellano, but not all of it. She just knew Damon met with Andrei, but Andrei left in anger.
She knew her grandson’s temperament, and knew that what he was doing was very difficult, considering his proud ego.
Ellen can’t help but feel hurt for her grandson too. She sighed and turned towards her bedroom. She buried her sorrows in sleep.
Andrei woke up from the bright light hitting his face. The next thing he sensed was sobs coming from beside him. he groggily opened his eyes and saw his grandmother weeping.
“Grandma?” He called in a hoarse voice.
Ellen heard this and saw her grandson wake up. She once again saw the bruises and cuts he had in his face. Last night, left him in the care of the maids so she didn’t see his wounds. It was only now that she saw how badly her grandson’s state was.
“Oh, my grandson, what happened to you? Why did you drink again?” She asked as she wept.
Andrei saw his grandmother’s ache and he was instantly regretful.
A picture flashed in his mind when he saw the view in front of him. His grandmother’s state was gradually replaced with Anya’s figure, crouched as she cried sadly, because of him.
Did she cry like this too in the past? Did she ache for him too when he came home drunk because of his problems? He felt it was so, but in his memories, all he knew that when he woke up, Anya was wiping his face with warm towel, and she would serve her with sobering soup.
Andrei thought of what he had done for these past days and felt bad. He once again came back to his bad habits and vices.
He shouldn’t have drunk with his bad friends again. And he shouldn’t have neglect and forgot those who truly care about him.
He left and have hurt the people he loved.
In the past, it was Anya, now it was his grandmother.
He lost Anya and the company who his grandfather had built for years was in the brink of bankruptcy. This will surely hurt his grandmother.
The woman her promised to care and nurture as his wife, he threw her away. And now, he disappointed his grandmother.
He shouldn’t have. Now all he has was regret.