Novels by Amila El

Chapter 30 — Terms of Her OwnDamonNo contact whatsoever with other men. My son wasn't exempted. Yet, she'd gone to lunch with him.She would learn what happened to people who breached my contracts.No one had ever gotten away with disobeying me, and somehow, those two had the nerve to walk away.The image just wouldn't go away. Elowen standing between my son and me, boldly handing me the file without a second thought.Her response irritated me more than Leo's invitation.I knew damn well that Leo had enjoyed every bit of it. The smug expression on his face, his audacity in giving Elowen an option to defy me, and that ridiculous little bow he gave her.In no time, I'd make sure he regretted what he'd done.Boss.Boss?Well done, Elowen.A few minutes later, I found myself stuck in the conference room with Mike and several senior associates, discussing matters that only made my mood worse.Apparently, I'd been surrounded by a bunch of incompetent fools."...which is why we've been try

Elowen’s POV It was hard to get over what had happened in that study just moments ago. My chest rose and fell with a mixture of anger and disbelief.Not only had he wasted the time I could have spent handling important matters, but he had also expected me to thank him for fixing a mess his son had created.Very annoying.As I rounded the corner leading to my room, I nearly collided with a tall figure standing right in my path. I quickly steadied myself against the wall before looking up.Leo.He was leaning casually against a stone pillar, looking surprisingly well for someone who had spent months in a coma. His eyes swept over me, taking in the flush of frustration on my cheeks.“You look like you're on your way to murder someone,” Leo remarked, looking serious too.If all he wanted was to anger me even more, I would definitely go ahead with the murder.I forced my shoulders to relax, smoothing the front of my skirt with steady fingers. “I'm fine.”“Fine?” he repeated, one eyebrow a

Chapter 28 Elowen’s POVFrom all the good books I'd read, I'd always thought making a deal with the devil would involve fire, brimstone and perhaps a little bloodshed.I hadn't expected it to involve being summoned before breakfast.Yet, there I was, staring at the message Rita had just delivered, wondering how many times Damon Moretti intended to interrupt my day simply because he could. After all, the day had barely started. It had only been a few days since I'd signed his ridiculous contract, and I was beginning to understand that the man had a very different interpretation of what our arrangement meant.Apparently, my time was no longer entirely mine. The only thing leading me on was the awareness that the arrangement was temporary. Once he fulfilled his promise to arrange my divorce with Leo, I was going to leave.The moment I stood up from the dining area, a call came through, and I sat down again. It was a video call.What made my eyes roll was the name that popped up on the

EthanThe first thing I wanted to do after getting released from prison was put a fucking bullet in the Moretti heir's head.I couldn't believe I'd spent three straight days being treated like trash, sleeping on a hard mattress for crimes I couldn't even remember committing. And only one person could be ruthless enough to do that to me.All because I'd gone to see a woman.A woman who, as far as Leo was concerned, belonged to him.Fool.The more I pictured his slimy face, the more I wanted to make it unrecognisable. The man had no idea how much I wanted to ruin him, but I knew it was best for me to lay low, especially when I'd only just been released.But something else bothered me.The charges against me had been withdrawn. Just like that.A few calls here and there, and suddenly, I was a free man. That was damn suspicious. I knew Leo had put me there, and he'd have preferred that I rotted in that cell rather than let me out.Which left me with one question.Who had pulled the string

Elowen's POV I couldn't believe the audacity of Damon Moretti.Of all the things he could have asked of me, he had chosen that.His son's wife.He wanted his son's wife to become his secret lover.What the actual fuck was wrong with him?I almost laughed. The audacity of this man! I stormed out of his study before I could say something that would earn me another reason to hate him. The door slammed behind me, and I didn't bother looking back.So this was the price of my freedom? No way. Damon had to be out of his fucking mind if he thought I would agree to his ridiculous offer.At least, that was what I told myself as I walked back to my room. And yet, two words kept following me. My divorce.I finally got to my room, but I just couldn't sleep. I knew it was a huge mistake to have kissed a stranger in the bar that night, but I never expected it to haunt me to this day. I was cooked. Apparently, my father-in-law wanted to see me burn. It was midnight, and my balcony felt peacef

Elowen’s POVIt was the weekend, and I had been lazying on my bed all day. I was glad Rita had respected my plea to let me have my Saturday. Yesterday, at work, it had been hectic. It was like someone had intentionally stuffed me with more files to sort, both virtual and physical. Lilia was insufferable. She only offered her not-so-good help whenever she felt like it. But what made the day much easier was that Damon hadn't stepped into the office even once. I yawned, placing my palm on my forehead. I reached toward my bedside table for my phone. It was already two in the afternoon. Wow.When my phone unlocked, a chat was displayed on the screen. I must have fallen asleep with that chat open. I remembered how badly I'd wanted a reply from Leo. Two days had passed since I'd walked out of that draining room. During that time, neither my calls nor my texts had received a reply. Not like I wanted to return to Ethan. I only wanted to know if he was still alive. That was on top of Leo