I stepped into my study for the files Ryan was supposed to give me a week ago only to be met with a smiling Violet.

I closed the door behind me, ensuring to keep any sound made here not leave the room, the children being asleep so early in the morning.

"What are you doing here?" I strode towards my desk, not wanting her to see what I had been hiding for over ten years now.

"Just cleaning" she spoke and was about to open the drawer I didn't want her to when I wrapped my arms around her waist to stop her from doing so.

"Someone's in good mood today" she teased, a playful smile on her lips.

"I am always in good mood around you, my love" I spoke pecking her lips to divert her attention.

"Ryan came in a few minutes ago to give you a file " she spoke, her hands freeing herself from me

" I have kept it in the first left drawer" she finished.

My eyes widened at her words and she smirked telling me how screwed I was.

I opened the drawer and lifted the file only to find what I was hoping for her not to scattered in there.

"Violet" I breathed calmly, not wanting to face her disappointed.

"I wasn't expecting you to add any more photos in your collection after our wedding" she spoke casually.

"You knew?" I asked, shocked at her words.

"What do you think?" she asked leaving me ashtonished.

"Since when?" Never in these years of our marriage have I had the slightest idea of her knowing about it.

"Since the second week of our marriage. You do realize that stalking a teenager for five years, though she is your wife now was not such a good thing to do"

Her voice monotone.

"Xavier..you better get back here before I catch you running." I called and soon with a grin on his face, he ran down the stairs, almost hitting Damian in the process.

"Daddy!!" he yelled reaching out his hand for his dad and he lifted him up.

His small little hands wrapped around his father while I walked towards the duo and let me tell you, it doesn't even closer to the father-daughter duo.

"Dada.." Rosalin Margret called out stretching her hands for Damian and he instantly took her on his arms, putting Xavier on his feet.

Xavier pouted at his father's behavior while a huge smile covered Damian's face at the feeling of his 17 months old daughter in his arms.

I pulled him in my arms knowing how jealous he gets. In the day he pretends not to like his little sister, yet almost every night gets caught for making her cry with his kisses on her cheeks.

I patted his back, silently consoling him for his father giving too much attention to his sweet little daughter.

"Time for the visit then" I spoke.

The car ride was full of fun and cries since I had to take over the wheels, Rose (Short for Rosalin) crying to be in her dad's arm which we had to comply with.

Soon we reached the graveyard and stepped out our car, Phoebe in my arms, Damian with Xavier in his and walked towards the soul we had lost in this very day six years ago on 13th December, 2021.

"It has been a long time, father." He paused.

"I am here with my family today" the sadness in his eyes were something I had learned to understand over the years of our marriage.

"A beautiful wife with both my child"

A smile placed my lips at the mention of us by him.

The corners of my eyes caught Charlotte and Liam walking towards us and I could say how pleased she was to have Damian here for the first time since the accident.

Liam stood beside me while Charlotte put the yellow and white roses before his gravestone and stood beside Damian.

"I know I should have been here long ago, but I couldn't" he confessed.

"The truth of your past with mother was more than I had ever imagined. But today, I am here to tell you that I forgive you."

A few drops of tear rolled down his cheeks and Charlotte patted his back, her eyes too filled with water.

"I now realize how important it is to change. It's not the past that matters, but the present we decide to live in and future we agree to build"

With a few words exchange with Liam, my brother and Charlotte who have been married for three years now, we returned home.

With the dinner done and children fast asleep, Xavier in his room and Rose in her cradle, we had the night to ourselves after such a full day.

I wasn't expecting Damian to visit his father with us today cause never even for once has he visited Damon in the past nine years.

I can still remember how devasted he was after the whole Miguel and Mateo incident.

The discovery of Damon's past had shattered him so much that I had started to wonder whether he would be able to break free from it or not.

For the first six months, he had almost cut me off , even got ready the papers to free me from him fearing he would turn just like his father.

To say it was a hard fight even from my side to decide whether I wanted back my freedom or take a leap of faith with the man I had learned to love even after all the sufferings I had to go through was an understatement.

With Charlotte and Ryan's help, regular visit to his therapist, he soon improved and ever since then, his personality has changed a lot.

I couldn't be more satisfied with my decision of staying with him and never for once has regretted it.

After the shocking reveal of Damon's past, I had learned to understand the real reason behind Damian's violent nature and help him be the better version of himself.

Changed, I laid on the bed, a sigh leaving my body at the warmth of the soft mattress below me and closed my eyes in relief only to open them wide at the feeling of Damian hovering over me.

His pale yet fair complexion looked relieved with his eyes closed while he placed his forehead over mine, his nose softly rubbing against mine.

"Thank you" he spoke, his brown orbs now staring at mine.

"For what?" I asked, confused.

"Everything." he replied, his lips awfully close to mine.

"I couldn't be more happy than I am, now, Violet. Thanks for trusting this husband of yours and giving him a beautiful family like this."

My breath got caught in my throat and heart beated fast at satisfaction of his words.

His eyes went towards my lips, pupils dilated while he slowly placed his lips over mine kissing me softly.

I responded to the kiss, his one hand going behind my neck, other on my waist while my hands found their way on his neck, tugging on his soft hairs.

I moaned at the kiss and he moved his lips over my neck, sucking on my sweet spot, making me moan at the feeling of his lips on me while his hand slowly but strongly rubbed it's way from my waist to my lower abdomen.

I gasped at the sudden feeling of his tongue biting my neck which he soothed with a few licks of his warm tongue making me rub myself against him.

"May I?" he asked in his husky voice making me moan with a nod for him to continue which he gladly complied with.

The night was a bliss just like the ones we had shared in the past and I closed my eyes in satisfaction knowing how happy I was to have this family of mine and would do anything to keep it the way it is.