She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

Damian's POV

"The mean girl? Who's married? Whose blood type is registered as AB?" I blink at Oliver, can't quite process what he said, "How much did you drink tonight?"

He rolls his eyes at me. He rolls his eyes at ME when he is the one being ridiculous?!

"Uncle Johnny always says that I saved your life, when in fact I hesitated about helping you," Oliver suddenly blurts, coming to sit by my side, "I felt bad taking your help because...I don't know if I would have saved you, if it wasn't my team member that hurt you in the first place."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," Oliver raises his glass, giving me a mysterious smile, "the world is a dark place."

What does that mean?!

"You know I lost my parents to a car accident, right?" Oliver leans in, his voice low and his look heavy, which is very rare, if you know him. "A car crashed into him, but it wasn't an accident. It was murder." "What?! Why the hell didn't you say anything?! We can look into it--"

a shade of darkness in his eyes, "Long story short? My dad sold his blood for a living. You know how they would encourage people with rare blood types to donate, right? Like, a small amount of help from everyone, makes a huge difference? That kind of stuff? In reality, it's the amount of people

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his palm with his elbow on the back of the sofa, looking at me sideways. The alcohol put a shade of red at the corners of his eyes, giving his smile a bloody shade, "You are rich. The heir of an EMPIRE. You will always be on

not us. Not me. Dad messed up with the wrong people. I mean, it wasn't like he wasn't at fault. He kept raising the price because the buyer was rich and had a daughter in the hospital. Dad thought he could live off the big fish. But no... The big fish bit him in the ass. His daughter was saved then he hired a driver to

I see only sorrow in his eyes. I never knew his world was so different than mine. I thought I had seen the dark side, and honestly believed that being

was not a

me the most was to keep my blood type a secret. Don't let people know, hide yourself in darkness, so the real darkness can't get you. That's what he said. Having something rare

to say. What do you say to a brother who you

me than treasure -- it makes people around me all put on masks. They lie, they suck up they target me. It's overwhelming and I hated it. But now I know, it did give me privilege,

these people for my life -- they only wanted money, and that sounds

sorry about what happened to you..." I watch Oliver gulps his drink with a sullen look, "You should have told me