Novels by Bomi

Chapter EightEleanor's POVI knew Stacy well enough to know exactly what she was going to do the moment Julian walked to where I was.She would find a way to tell him everything, twisting the situation until I looked like the unreasonable one while conveniently leaving out every part she had played in it. She had always been good at that.My jaw tightened at the thought.This was the woman who had made my life a living hell, the woman whose lies had helped destroy my marriage and whose actions had pushed me into a situation that eventually cost me my baby. Whether she had intended for things to go that far or not, I could never look at her without remembering everything I had lost.I couldn't stand there and give her another opportunity to get into my head.The moment I spotted Julian approaching, I turned and walked straight toward him, slipping my arm through his before he could even ask what I was doing."Let's go, Julian. The owner must have been waiting for us already." I gave

Chapter SevenEleanor's POV"I'm sorry, but you have to book an appointment before seeing Mr. Harrington."The secretary stepped slightly in front of the office door, blocking our way as she gave us an apologetic smile that didn't seem particularly sincere."This is a matter of urgency," Julian said, his voice dropping into a calm but unmistakably threatening tone. Both hands remained tucked casually inside his pockets as he looked at her. "If you don't want to lose your job, I suggest you let us in."The woman's expression immediately changed.She looked at him, then at me, before slowly letting out a breath through her nose. There was a clear look of disapproval in her eyes, almost as though she couldn't believe someone had just threatened her so casually in the middle of her workplace."I'll have to speak with him first," she muttered."Then do that."Julian didn't raise his voice. He didn't need to. There was something about the way he carried himself that made people listen to h

Chapter Six.Eleanor's POV. I was still staring at Julian, trying to understand what he was doing in my room, when he continued talking breaking the awkward silence. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.""I scoffed, although I couldn't deny that his sudden appearance had caught me completely off guard. “I’m just surprised that you have the audacity to walk into my room. Especially after the way we had ended things." I had no idea that he was even at home. I thought he moved out already?His lips curved into a lazy smile as he leaned against the door, looking far too comfortable for someone who had just invaded my personal space. “You’re still holding on to that? I thought eight years would have been enough time for you to forgive me.”“Forgive you?” I repeated incredulously. “Julian, you ruined my prom, embarrassed me in front of practically everyone at school, and spent years finding new ways to make my life miserable. I don't think eight years is enough time to forget all of that.

Chapter FiveEleanor's POV“You can cry it out all you want.” Ryan finally broke the awkward silence since I stepped into his car after he came to pick me up.“No! I’ve cried enough for the past few days. I’m not about to waste another drop of tears on a jerk like that.” I immediately answered.I should be ready to face whatever the future has for me. Ryan drove into the estate, and I felt goosebumps spread throughout my entire body.The Caldwell Estate.My father owned it, and I hadn’t set a single foot inside these gates since the day I decided to leave. How many years had it been now? Eight?I was nineteen when I walked away, only a few months after graduating from high school. I had wanted a life that belonged entirely to me.Now, after eight years, I was driving back through the same gates I had once sworn never to cross again. Nothing seemed to have changed, only the fact that he got better and there were better infrastructure too.Even from the driveway, I could see the founta

Chapter FourEleanor's POVI had been in the hospital for three days, and throughout those three days, my phone had remained painfully silent. Adrian didn't call and he didn't also send a text.I had told myself I wasn't surprised. I had spent the past few days trying to convince myself that I no longer expected anything from him. Still, every time my phone screen lit up, some foolish part of me looked at it with the hope that his name would finally appear.Ryan pulled up in front of the house and parked. I stared through the windshield for a few seconds, my fingers resting loosely on the strap of my handbag.I started at the house for a while."Are you sure you don't want me to follow you in?" Ryan asked as he turned off the engine.I looked at him and forced a small smile."It's fine. You can come and pick me up later in the evening. I should be done with everything by then."Ryan didn't look convinced. His eyes moved briefly toward the house before returning to me."Don't pick a fi

Chapter Three Eleanor's POV The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the sharp ache spreading through my head. I blinked several times, staring at the unfamiliar white ceiling above me. The steady beeping beside my bed made me realize I was in a hospital, but I couldn't remember how I'd gotten there. Then I remembered the blood and how Stacy made me fall. Adrian walking right out of my body again. My heart started beating faster as I tried to remember what happened after I saw it. Everything was blurry, almost like my mind had deliberately shut down after that moment. I tried to sit up, but pain shot through my body, forcing me back against the pillow. "Don't move too quickly." I turned my head. Ryan was sitting beside my bed, his arms folded across his chest. He looked exhausted, and there was something about his expression that immediately made me realize he'd been worried. What the hell was my brother doing here? "Ryan?" He leaned forward, looking relieved th