Novels by Amila El

Chapter 05Elowen’s POVI had been married for less than an hour, and I was already planning how to avoid my father-in-law.That was not something a newlywed should be doing. Not even the kind of thought I was supposed to have.But then again, most newlyweds didn't kiss their husband's father two nights before their wedding. There was nothing or anyone to blame. Who would've thought fate could be this cruel. In this big city, yet, we met again.Of all the houses I could have been trapped in, fate had to choose the exact location where the man I'd kissed was my—“Allow me to lead you to your room, my Lady.”I followed a housekeeper through the enormous Moretti's manor, keeping my eyes anywhere but the people we passed.Every corridor looked the same— dark woods, polished floor, extravagant chandeliers. Everything screamed class and money. “This is your room, Mrs. Moretti.”I stopped. I was even surprised I was not taken to Leo's. Thank God!She pointed to the room beside it. “Mr. L

Chapter 04Elowen's POVWhat a blessed-fucked day it was on a Thursday morning!Yay, it was my wedding day—more like my auction day. Unfortunately, the night before… I had walked straight back into a den of wolves.The people waiting for me weren't exactly worried about whether I was okay, where I had spent the night, or why I looked so broken.They only cared about how badly I had messed up their plans.How I had embarrassed them.How my little attempt at running away had disgraced our family's name before the in-laws.I spent most of the night crying, cursing, and convincing myself to keep going. Eventually, I came to one conclusion: it was better to live with someone whose condition wouldn't let him treat me like trash.Now, I stood before the huge vanity, staring at the exhausted woman in the mirror. “Smile.”I almost turned around to see who Mother was talking to. Then I remembered. Me.Apparently, I was supposed to smile on my wedding day. I looked down at the simple short

Chapter 03Elowen’s POVMy head was killing me.Not the usual kind of headache either. It felt like someone had been hammering a nail into my skull the entire night.My mouth was dry. My stomach felt unsettled. I opened my eyes and immediately regretted it. The sunlight coming through the windows felt painfully bright.I groaned and pulled the blanket over my head. The sweet smell filling my nostrils gave away where I was. Tina's.Slowly, a rush of faint memories of yesterday night flooded my mind. The bar. The drinks… but everything after that was blurry.What exactly happened yesterday night? The door to the room flung open. Tina came in with a suspicious smile.My brows furrowed, but she didn't stop grinning.“Good morning, sunshine…”I gave a low hum in response.She strode in with a tray carrying a glass of water, some painkillers, and a bowl of her tried-and-true hangover soup.She settled them beside me as I sat up. I leaned over the soup and took in its familiar, comforting

Chapter 02Elowen’s POVI had always imagined how it would look when I finally eloped, and it was nothing like this.Now— I was standing alone in the middle of the night, wondering if I'd just thrown away the only place I had left to go.Ethan was supposed to be here. He was supposed to be the one waiting for me.He was late.I checked the time on my phone for the fifth time.11:46 p.m.I stared at the empty road ahead of me, my suitcase resting at my feet and my phone showing the same unanswered message I had sent nearly four hours ago. We don't have much time. Let's leave tonight.He had read it. He just hadn't replied. ‘I'm here. Where are you?’Sent.A tired sigh escaped my lips as my palm covered my face. I was deep in thoughts, until a car passed. I thought it was him, but it wasn't. Well… maybe his phone died before he could reply. Maybe something happened. Or he's finding a hard time leaving without getting noticed. My mind scrambled for every possible excuse… making me

Chapter 01 Elowen’s POV“Let me go!”My red heels scraped against the marble floor as two hefty men dragged me toward the front door.From the corner of my eye, I saw all the staff staring at me. Some watched with pity, while others looked almost excited by my humiliation.“Elowen!” My mother's voice cracked behind me— not with any other thing than frustration. “ Stop making this difficult!”“You're selling me!”“We're saving this family!”I kept silent at first. I should have asked what she meant and what any of this had to do with me.But I already knew.My parents had found the perfect solution to their problems: me.I twisted violently, catching the edge of the table.The vase on top crashed to the floor with a loud thud.“Then sell Lilia!”Silence fell. Absolute silence.I looked over my shoulder.My younger sister stood at the bottom of the stairs, pale and trembling. But I knew it was all a pretense.If anyone in this house was happy about what was happening, it was her.My fa