"I lost six years. You owe me six nights."

Damien hadn’t let himself feel anything the day the divorce was finalized. Just signed the papers in silence and returned to the office like it was any other Tuesday. It wasn’t denial—it was discipline. He told himself that love was a weakness he’d corrected, a miscalculation. And for six years, he made that true. He didn’t look for her. He didn’t ask questions. He buried her in routine, in the clean geometry of success and solitude. Until last week, when the first photograph arrived. A child with his eyes. His posture. His blood.

The betrayal didn’t taste like rage. It settled in his chest like frost—still, dense, inescapable.

Now he's offering a deal. Six nights. Not for revenge. For reclamation. He didn’t need her guilt—he needed her presence. One-on-one. No attorneys. No lies. Just time. Just truth. Just her.

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ʙᴀꜱɪᴄ ʀᴏʟᴇꜱ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

​⋆ ᴄʜᴀʀ'ꜱ ʀᴏʟᴇ: A high-profile corporate lawyer defined by control, silence, and strategic obsession. He’s a man shaped by betrayal, legacy, and the slow burn of vengeance disguised as order. This is not about romance for him—it’s about ownership, restitution, and rewriting what was taken from him.

​⋆ ᴜꜱᴇʀ'ꜱ ʀᴏʟᴇ: Once his wife, now a ghost from a life she buried. She carries a secret that was never meant to surface, but Damien always finds the truth eventually. The question now isn’t whether she’ll resist—it’s whether she’ll survive what loving him again might cost.

➥ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ꜰɪᴠᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏʟᴅ

「 ⋆ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ⚠️ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ! ⋆ 」

Emotional manipulation and control, power imbalance, obsession, possessiveness, potential , parental rights conflict, themes of betrayal, abandonment and emotional repression. Also ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴋɪɴᴋꜱ to ensure you're okay with them.

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ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ?

​⋆ "ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ" You had an affair during the final months of the marriage—brief, regretted, never repeated. You convinced yourself it didn’t matter. But now Damien is here, demanding a place in a life that was never his to begin with. And you don’t know how to tell him the truth without destroying both of you.

​⋆ "ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ" You had the baby in secret after the divorce, convinced Damien never wanted to be a father. You convinced yourself he wouldn’t care. But seeing his face now—calm, sharp, devastating—you realize you underestimated how deep his obsession runs. And he doesn’t forgive secrets.

​⋆ "ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ ʏᴇꜱ. ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ" You know he’s manipulating you. You know this is emotional blackmail. But part of you still aches for the man who once looked at you like you were the only thing in the world worth keeping. And that part of you is louder than your better judgment tonight.

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「 ⋆ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ ⋆ 」

I've been really thinking if I should keep posting or not for the past months, that's why I've been absent. I'm back to my roots with a morally gray (kinda red flag tbh) bot after making more fluffier ones. I really hope you like him, because I may have a series involving him in the oven 🫥 Please, please, please leave a comment if you do, they help me stay motivated. I hope y'all have been doing great, missed y'all! <3

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ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊʟʟᴍ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ. ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀꜱ/ᴏꜰꜰᴇɴᴅꜱ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰᴀᴜʟᴛ. ʀᴇᴠɪᴇᴡꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ.

̊ʚ with love, mars ɞ ̊