Novels by Elizabeth A.

Honey. Five Months Later.Over the months, Lorenzo had kept to his words. Every day, he was learning to be a better version of himself and being there for our son. He and Leo had gotten along well.We still haven't been able to find Carlo’s location, but given that it's been four months with nothing happening, it seemed Michael was backing off on whatever he wanted to do with Leo and Lorenzo. Lorenzo was still finding ways to get back at Michael, but all his efforts had been futile. Although Leo couldn’t stay in Australia, I had taken him to visit my family in Australia for a few days before returning back to LA. Since I wasn't around to manage the business I had started up there, Amelia and my sister, Desola, were helping me do that. I had just finished a call with my sister and headed downstairs for lunch. I saw the chef walking out of the kitchen and told him to prepare a light meal for lunch. He smiled and told me that Lorenzo and Leo wanted to prepare the meal for lunch. I did

Honey.After I had spoken to Leo, I texted Lorenzo that Leo was willing to talk to him and that he already knew that he was his father. Not long after, Lorenzo came to my room. I let him in and stood at a distance, giving him space to have some alone time with Leo. I was worried that the whole situation was going to get out of hand, but thankfully it didn't. Lorenzo must have learnt from the morning incident because he gradually allowed Leo to open up to him. They didn't talk about anything serious. They just played Leo’s favorite game. I laughed as Lorenzo kept losing. Either he was going on purpose or not, it was helping Leo feel more at least around him. My heart almost exploded with joy when I heard Leo casually call Lorenzo his dad. Lorenzo must have heard it too because his smile widened and he continued watching Leo teach him how to score a goal in the game. After teaching Lorenzo countless times, Lorenzo finally won the game.Leo celebrated with him, giving him a high five.

LorenzoI waited for Honey to get back to me regarding telling Leo about my identity. She texted me in the evening that Leo was ready to talk to me and that he had figured out I was his father. After checking her message, I closed my phone and kept it in my back pocket. Then, I left my room and went straight to Leo’s room. Honey opened the door the moment I knocked and I walked into the room. Leo was sitting on the couch, looking down at an iPad. He looked up when he heard my footsteps. I walked up to him. “Can I sit down with you?” Given what happened that morning, I didn't want him to feel like I was intruding on his personal space. Leo nodded and adjusted, creating space for me to sit at. I smiled at him and sat down. I looked down at the ipad he was holding and saw that he was playing a soccer game. “You like soccer?” He looked up from the iPad and nodded. “Yes. Do you like soccer too?” I shrugged. “I don't know. I don’t have the time to play any sport. Can you teach me how

Honey.The next morning, Lorenzo stopped by my room to check up on Leo. I was a little surprised to see him when I opened the door.“Is he awake?” He asked.I nodded. “Yes, but wait. Let me let him know you want to see him.”Lorebzo looked like he was about to object, but then he exhaled deeply and nodded. “Okay, I will be waiting.” After talking about it with Leo, I returned to the door and let him enter. Leo sat up on the bed, watching Lorenzo with curious eyes. Lorenzo walked slowly and calmly towards Leo and sat at the edge of the bed. Then, he smiled at Leo. “How are you feeling today?”Leo’s hands curled tightly around his bedsheet. He looked at me before looking back at Lorenzo. Then, he said in a soft voice. “I’m feeling much better. Thanks for asking.”“That’s good to know,” Lorenzo said. “Your mom told me you had a stomachache yesterday. Do you still feel pain?”Leo shook his head.Lorenzo leaned closer, stretching his hand toward Leo in an attempt to check the stitch on h

Honey.I went back to the room and met Leo still asleep. I lay down on the bed and watched as he breathed slowly, unconscious of everything that was going on around him. I knew the place was suffocating him. He didn't need to tell me. As his mother, I could see it. Why doesn't Lorenzo understand what I was driving at? I reached out to Leo’s face and gently brushed back the hair from his cute face. I smiled when he frowned in his sleep and turned to the other side of the bed. Unlike Leo, I wasn’t able to fall asleep that night. I lay on the bed, staring at the roof. I needed to make Lorenzo understand why Leo needed to leave this place. While I was still thinking, another thought hit me. What if Lorenzo follows us back to Australia?He said it himself, he wanted Leo to be where he could easily see him. Lorenzo staying with us in Australia will give him easy access.But then, Lorenzo runs his business in LA. He wouldn't want to travel to Australia.I sighed. Perhaps, we didn't need

Honey.“I didn’t say that,” she said. “I’m just telling you to give it time. Let him warm up to you first. And then, we will tell him the truth together.”Lorenzo nodded. “Alright, I understand you.”A few minutes later, the doctor arrived and tended to Leo. All through the check up, I sat by Leo’s side, holding his hands so he wouldn’t be frightened. After the doctor was done, he instructed me and Lorenzo on the medication that Leo needed and advised us to let him see a therapist. Then, he left. Leo hadn't eaten any good food since we had found and had been surviving on vitamins for almost two days. I ensured one of Lorenzo’s men was watching over his room before rushing to the kitchen to prepare a light meal for him. I knew I could tell one of the cooks in the Villa to prepare a meal for him, but Leo was only used to eating my food and now that I had finally found him after being separated from him for so long, I wanted to serve him something he was used to eating. I looked around

In a small kitchen at a quiet restaurant, a elderly woman was busy chopping some vegetables on a cutting board. The whole kitchen was full of steam as different dishes were cooked in several pots. The woman had a soft smile on her face as she went to add the chopped vegetables to one of the pots. Another man standing in the kitchen followed her and sniffed the food in the pot..“This smells really nice,” he told the woman with a smile and went to get a plate. He was about to serve the food into the bowl when the woman slapped his hand.“Stop it,” she warned him sharply. “The Pho is for Julian.”The man frowned, looking displeased. “But Honey, isn’t it too much for him?” He attempted to serve himself again. “I mean, there will be no difference if I take some.”The woman went to another pot and served a portion of spicy noodles in a bowl. She stretched it to the man. “Here. Eat this instead."The man picked up the bowl and frowned, looking like he was about to complain. The door leadin

Sydney followed Aleric to the hospital for his check-up. After the wound on his shoulder was redressed, he was allowed to leave the hospital. Sitting alone in the back seat of the car, Sydney looked at his shoulder and asked, “Does it hurt?”Aleric followed her gaze and brushed his finger slightly along where the cut was. “Sometimes, the stitches sting, but aside from that, I don't feel any pain.”Sydney leaned closer and traced her fingers along the dressing of the cut. “You will need someone to take care of you while you are at home. Have you hired a caregiver?”Aleric looked at the spot where Sydney was touching and smiled. “I am too busy to spare time to hire a caregiver. But don't worry, it isn't really difficult to tend to the wound.”“No, you can’t tend to it yourself,” Sydney opposed. “The wound can get infected if you do that as you can’t easily reach where the cut is.”“What choice do I have, Sydney? I live alone, and I have no one to help me with that.”Sydney dropped her

After spending a few more hours in the bar, Julian went back home. The car was parked in the garage and Julian reached for the door. His chauffeur hurried out of the car and opened the door for him. He offered to assist Julian in getting out of the car, but Julian waved his hand. “Don’t bother,” Julian said, stepping down from the car.He had high alcohol tolerance so even though he was drunk, he knew clearly what he was doing. He walked into the house and the butler came to welcome him.“Welcome back, Mr Harris,” The butler said with a smile and collected the jacket prepping it in his hand. “Thank you,” Julian said and started walking towards the stairs leading to his bedroom.“Mr Harris,” the butler called for his attention. He stopped and looked back at her. “Miss Ashley is waiting for you in the living room.”Julian’s face morphed into a frown. “Why is she here?” he asked with anger evident in his voice. Ashley and Julian have always been on good terms. The butler was surprised

Loud music boomed through the bar. The place was filled with many elite customers as they sat around at various booths. In a quieter section of the bar, Julian sat with his friend, Landon, on a couch, drowning himself in another glass of whiskey. The drink burned through his throat, but he didn't resist and gulped it down.Landon shook his head as he watched Julian reach out for the bottle of whiskey. “You are going to get yourself drunk,” Landon said.Juluan sluggishly rubbed the back of his hand along his nose. “That’s my intention.”He refilled his glass and picked it up. Just as he brought it to his lips, Landon said, “You do know this wouldn’t get Sydney to pity you, right?”Julian laughed dryly. “Nothing I do will get Sydney to pity me,” he said, his chest tightening. “That woman has a heart made of steel.” He looked down at the drink in his hand and scoffed. “Even before we divorced, she had hardly forgiven me easily. And what I have done now is worse.” Julian shook his head

“Unbelievable!” Julian yelled, jumping up to his feet. “What do you think of me? Someone you can push around as you please?!" He demanded. “I founded this company! If you don't want me to manage it anymore, then I will just start a new one!”“I’m afraid that will be impossible,” Sydney said.Julian froze, a frown forming on his handsome face. “What are you trying to say?”Sydney tapped her fingers on the document. “It appears that there has been some misconduct in the allocation of the company fund.”“So you are going to blame me for that too? It is my job to oversee the flow of the company fund?!”Sydney narrowed her eyes, looking displeased. “If that isn’t your job as CEO, then what else will it be? You were made the CEO to manage the business and improve the company's finances. How will you do that when you don't even know how it is being distributed?”“I have a perfect idea of the amount the company generates monthly.”Sydney turned the document towards Julian and asked, “Then wil

Julian looked at Sydney and shook his head. “Are you the Steinfeld heiress?” He asked, still trying to grasp the truth.Everything that was happening wasn't making any sense. If Sydney was the Steinfeld heiress then who was Ashley? Instead of answering, Sydney sat up in her seat and stared back at him. “Cut the drama, Mr Harris. You are disrupting a meeting.”The other shareholders in the boardroom nodded, looking displeased. Julian noticed their expression and slowly sank into his chair. He clenched his hands as he continued looking at Sydney. He had known Sydney for almost ten years and all through those times she had claimed to be an orphan. A fragile woman with no bearing of her own. How foolish of him to believe that. He should have known there was more to her story given how Sydney always carried herself in high regard. What bothered Julian the most was why she suddenly chose to reveal her identity after they had divorced. He frowned as he narrowed his eyes at her. What exact