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well as the promise to shun the opposing camp, exactly the way Esther and the head of the Kokinos clan had once conspired to make everyone shun Mairi.  
    The tide was slowly turning against his enemies, but victory was bittersweet for Damen.
    Nothing truly mattered if he did not have Mairi by his side, and Damen remained indifferent as he watched the press conference that his mother’s PR team had quickly set up to prevent her name from being thoroughly dragged through the mud.  
    It was the same for the Kokinos, and its cold-hearted patriarch Yehor was rumored to have suffered from a near heart attack due to rage upon finding out that his own daughter and heiress Alina had allied herself with Damen Leventis.
    Her interview had been short, but it was clear for anyone to see that she had been extremely shaken upon learning of the fate that Mairi had almost suffered in the hands of Cleon Frangos.
    “I am ashamed that my own family had a hand in this. If I have played any kind of role that could be attributed as a cause for Ms. Tanner’s pain or suffering, I publicly beg for her forgiveness.”
    ****
    It took less than a day for the scandal to leave the continent and explode in the United States as its own network of media companies picked up the news. Tabloids, gossip websites, and TV shows – all of them did their own coverage of the controversy, and in every report Damen Leventis was painted as the big bad wolf, a heartless billionaire who had made fun of a romantic dreamer.  
    Damen did not feel anything as insult after insult was hurled at him by the American media. He forced himself to watch every show and read every article, and the only time he felt himself nearing the breaking point was when some of the more creative outlets would include a reenactment of what had happened between Cleon Frangos and Mairi.  
    Always, they would hire someone who closely resembled Mairi, and always he would be unable to breathe as he watched the events unfold, his chest constricting so tightly Damen sometimes found himself just waiting for his heart to give up from the sheer pain of it.
    Every time he watched Mairi’s attack reenacted, it would not be some unknown actress’ face he would see white with fear. It would be Mairi’s. It would be Mairi he would hear crying out for help that would not come, Mairi whose sobs would break him over and over as she sought haven in a goddamn spa because she wanted to feel clean… for him.
    That goddamn spa…
    As more facts had been unearthed and the date of Cleon’s attack became certain, Damen had been able to connect the dots and with it, his list of sins only grew. He remembered that day with painful clarity. It had been one of the seeds that grew into doubts about Mairi’s love. He had thought her shallow and frivolous, but now he knew that particular expense was the only way Mairi could bottle up her fear inside her and not break down.
    How many times had Mairi suffered to prove her love for him?
    The answer to that was a bitter pill to swallow. More than she should have.
    What could he do to make it up to her?
    It was a question Damen feared had no answer, simply because there was no way he could make it up to her. He might just have hurt her too much.
    ****
    Damen had always known that his mother and Yehor Kokinos would strike back. The question had only been when and how, but in truth he had not really been bothered. Unfortunately, it was a mistake to underestimate the two, and a costly one at that, something he realized too late.
    Damen stared coldly at the papers in front of him. His board – his own fucking board – had signed a petition to have him removed on the grounds that his actions were no longer for the better of the company.
    “This is legal?”
    His lawyer appeared hesitant to answer.  
    Damen could easily guess why. “You believe my mother either bribed or blackmailed them into signing this?”
    Pippo’s voice was pained when he answered. “Yes, Mr. Leventis.