We all made mistakes and the life is always about a second chance because we have just one life.

-Damien

I looked at the girl sitting next to me on the passenger seat. Her platinum blonde hair were sticking on her face at weird angles. Rare colour of hair I must add. If I have forgotten her face or those haunting blue eyes then I should be lying. A part of me hated seeing tears in her doe eyes. But I am the beast for a reason.

Her petite figure was trembling. Her eyes were closed as she was continuously murmuring something.

If she is so worried about her daughter then why like a slut is she behind me.

I never meant to slap her that day but I couldn't stop myself. I was beyond enraged when she said the word that he used for me. So I lost it. Family has always been a sensitive topic to me.

Though it looked like she was not lying but I could have not been sure.

I always remember the women I spent my night with but I couldn't remember her face.

I don't know why I agreed to come with her in the first place and most importantly I wiped her tears. I shouldn't have done that.

But there is something in me that wants me to meet that girl. But I won't ever tell her that.

"What's the name of that bastard?", I asked her.

The word bastard left a bitter taste on my mouth. What if she was my daughter?

No, this is impossible. Even the demons hate me. They can't bless me with an angel.

"Please, don't call her a bastard. She is my daughter. ", her angelic voice defended her daughter. I choked the chuckle that was threatening to leave my throat.

"Sure slut.", I said sarcastically.

She didn't answer the simple question I asked and just continued fidgeting with the hem of dress. She was scared but why didn't her fear sit well with me?

"I asked you a question, slut.", I raised my voice.

She flinched as I raised my voice. I smirked. Scared much! I could see the beads of sweat forming on her forehead. But seeing her shaking soon made guilt enter my body.

Guilt

Such a foreign feeling. I never felt it before.

"Amber.", she said in a small voice.

Amber, nice name. Quite opposite to her mother's name. As much as she cries the name Rain suits her actually. But again its not like I gave her a reason to smile.

Suddenly the ringer of her phone rang. I peeked to see the caller was someone named Sam. Who was he, her boyfriend or worst husband. Just thinking about it something ignited in my body. This thought of her being with someone else was disturbing.

I don't know why I was even thinking about such things. This wan was messing with my head. I need to get done with it quickly.

She picked up the phone.

"Hello.", she said softly.

Whatever the man said to her made her smile. Jesus! Her smile is so beautiful. She had never smiled in front of me, well not like I gave her a reason but still someone else specially a man making her smile made knots tying in my stomach. I was having this feeling.

But why was I feeling like that in the first place?

"Thank you and take care.", she said through the phone as she sighed.

"Why the hell are you smiling, slut?", I asked her in an accusing tone.

"Wasn't your daughter fighting with death or your boyfriend made you forget all about it?", I asked sarcastically.

"Sorry.", she muttered. Her face fell again. A part of me felt bad. Her smile really melted a part of my cold heart.

Before I could again ask her why was she smiling the hospital came in view. I swiftly parked the car as both of us got out.

Rain took hurried steps on her clumsy feet.

I was actually worried that she would twist her ankle. Wait, why was I worried? Calm it down Damien.

A DNA test and then everything will be proved and then I would humiliate her and then we will both part on our own ways. I was never planning if sleeping with her. I do many bad things but raping woman isn't one. I may not have morals and be savage but still.

I followed her behind. Recognition filled people's eyes as they parted way for me. Yes I love the people when they fear me.

On the way Rain stopped in front of a young doctor. They talked in hushed tone as I reached them.

"Ah, Mr. Black please follow me for the DNA test.", the man said politely. But the fear was clear in his eyes. Good he knew who I was. I gave him a curt nod and followed him. While Rain went in the opposite direction.

I was waiting patiently for the reports to come. Though I knew the result but still.

The doctor whose name I don't care to know about came out with the reports.

"Congratulations sir, your DNA matches with that of Ms. Amber."

Time stopped. Being shocked should have been an under statement.

I snatched the paper from his hand this can't be possible. I looked through the reports once, twice and thrice.

"Are you sure?", I asked him in a serious tone.

"Yes sir, I am hundred percent sure."

That means that Amber was my daughter and all this while I called my own daughter bastard. How shameful of me and the woman I called slut and physically abused was really pregnant with my child. I rubbed my temples. Damn me. What kind of freaking idiot was I?

I got out of his cabin. I needed some air. At that same moment my phone rang. It was one of my personal bodyguards whom I told I was going to the hospital.

"What?", I barked. Bad timing buddy.

"Sir, paparazzi have reached the hospital.", he said fearfully. Damn those paparazzi.

"Stop them at the gate. Don't let them come in.", I stated and cut the phone not waiting for his reply.

I looked at the doctor coming out of his cabin.

"Sir, the girl doesn't have much time. So today evening after running a few tests can we perform the operation?", the doctor asked.

Hell yes! I would give everything to my daughter.

"Yes, but before it I want to her. How old is she?", I asked the doctor. I couldn't contain my excitement. I have a daughter, seriously a daughter.

"She is three and a half year old sir.", he answered

So I have lost three and a half years with her. But no problem, I would make up for it.

"Take me to her.", I ordered the doctor. The doctor nodded his head and I followed him.

Soon I was standing in front of the ICU. I peeked through the transparent glass circle to see my beautiful daughter lying on the bed and her mother holding her hand and saying something to her.

I opened the door and walked inside. Both of their heads whipped in my direction. Now as I take a closer look at my daughter, she looked so much like me. She got the same grey eyes. Her features sharp yet angelic just like mother's and she resembled me. Any fool could get it that she was my daughter.

I looked at the woman who carried my daughter for nine months. I should have been their with her in her those days. I looked at her now flat stomach which ones should have been round. My heart swelled thinking about it.

I slowly moved near the bed trying not to scare anyone of them.

"Hello.", I tried to say as softly as I could. I was directly looking at Amber waiting for her response but instead of saying anything to me she shifted closer to her mother as Rain protectively wrapped her arm around her tiny body.

This act of her angered me. My own daughter was not suppose to be scared of me. She was to jump in my arms. Aren't girls, daddy's princess?

As I moved closer to them I noticed the more closer I got to them, the closer Amber got to her mom and ultimately she was sitting on her lap.

I sighed.

Okay, I agree that I am intimidating but I don't want my daughter to be scared of me.

I sat on the bed facing the girls who were sitting on the chair. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair.

"I said hello.", I repeated myself much slowly and softly. If it should have been someone else then that person should have been six feet under the ground by now. But for them I would repeat the same thing hundred of times.

Amber looked at her mother. As if expecting her to speak something. I frowned why was she not saying anything herself.

"She is mute.", Rain answered my unasked question.

I felt a bit bad that she would never call me dad. But at least I am blessed with a daughter. I looked at Amber as she was continuously stealing glances at me while she tightly hugged her mother.

"Well that all right if she can't introduce herself then I would myself. My name is Damien Black.", I told her as I placed my hand out for her for a handshake.

But she didn't try to shake my hand so I decided to take her hand and teach her how to shake hands. After all she was three years old and maybe she didn't know how to shake hands. Yes that should be the case.

But as soon as I took her hand, she immediately pulled her hand back just like a reflex action. She then hid her face in her mother's chest.

"Sshhh Amber, its okay momma is here. Its okay.", Rain cooed to her daughter as she patted her back.

"I am sorry. She is scared of strangers. She doesn't trust easily.", Rain explained while looking down. Not once has Rain looked up in my eyes since we sat in the car.

Great I must have scared her. I sighed. Before I could ask her anything she continued.

"Will you give Amber your bone marrow, I mean for the operation?", she asked hopefully.

I nodded my head. Their was no reason why I would not give her my bone marrow. She sighed as if a big burden has left her shoulder. I was glad my daughter got a good mother and not a slut who didn't care about her child. This reminds me I have to apologise to her for calling her a slut. This thought of mine shocked me. Me, Damien Black apologising. I have just been with them for twenty minutes and I am already whipped. I slowly shook my head.

Before I could say anything else the door opened and a man around my age came in. As soon as both the girls saw the man their face glowed up.

"Sam.", Rain beamed. So this is Sam. My fist clenched and my jaw tightened. He winked at Rain and picked up Amber and without any issue Amber got in his arms as he kissed her cheeks and then kissed the forehead of Rain.

Jealousy coursed through me. How dare he! My mind was making plans of the ways to kill him. Why were they not comfortable with me?

I looked at Amber who was giggling in his arms. "So how is my cupcake feeling?", that boy Sam asked my daughter. She gave him a thumbs up, indicating she was okay. Then he started tickling her stomach but my Rain stopped him and took Amber back in her arms.

"She deserves rest.", Rain said to Sam. Sam pouted after listening that to which Rain chuckled.

"Same goes for you doll. You have not slept from yesterday. You know your body is weak. You need to rest. I will take care of cupcake.", Sam explained.

How dare he called Rain, doll.

Well I agree Rain did need rest but letting Amber stay with Sam didn't sit well with me.

"I will take care of her.", I said while glaring at Sam.

It was then he noticed my presence. He audibly gulped but still maintained his confident stance. Quite a kid.

"Damien Black.", Sam said in acknowledgement. Before I could say anything the door opened and the same doctor came in.

"Sir, its time for the tests."