LOGINBlood pooled beneath Eloise's head just moments after she discovered the truth about her husband. The man she built her world around wanted nothing more than to destroy her. He stole everything, her company, her pride, her future, and left her to die. But as the darkness closed in on her, fate offered a second chance. ** Now she is back, with bloodstained memories and a thirst for revenge. Desperate and broken, she made a deal with the devil, a man powerful enough to hand her the weapons. But his help comes at a price. To be owned by him. For four months. A strict deal with no strings or feelings attached. But nothing about him is simple. He's infuriating, intoxicating, and every second with him chips away at her control. What starts as business quickly spirals into a dangerous game of possession, secrets, and desire. And when hearts get involved, the real cost becomes something more than she bargained for. He’s the last man she should trust… and the only one who makes her lose control.
View MoreA heartfelt laughter tore out of their throat as they walked away from the glow of the wedding hall. Soft music slowly fading behind them. Antonio and Eloise glanced at each other, grinning at how lovely Oliver and Laera's wedding had ended. Overwhelmed with joy, they giggled as they headed to their car. On getting there, they paused for a moment and looked back. Her smile was soft and dazed, as though some of the joy inside the hall had followed her out and settled beneath her skin. She looked away with her smile and her gaze fell on Antonio, who had his eyes locked on her. Staring at her the way he always did when she forgot the world was watching, like she was something rare, something he'd never grow tired of discovering. His suit jacket hung loosely over his arm, his tie long forgotten. Her lips parted. Her heart races. Her eyes stared longer than intended. Even with his hair a little bit messy, he always looks hotter than the previous day. It made her remem
The day of the trial came faster than any other day for the culprits. Tears of regret, anger for failing, and sadness of realization hung in the air for Dayse, Shawn, and Mason. Their heart thrashed, their head hung low as they were led out of the courtroom, handcuffed. Tears soaked Dayse's face, shame wore over her like cloth, fear as to why she did not see her daughter in the courtroom made her chest race faster than a horse. Maybe she was ashamed of her. Maybe she was hiding because she couldn't face her. Even as she's not present, Dayse felt a little bit happy that she didn't have to witness how she got sentenced to death by hanging. She watched Shawn get led away. He was charged with lots of crimes and got sentenced to life imprisonment while Madison was sentenced to seventy years imprisonment. Her eyes fell on one last person who had a smile on her face. Eloise. She won. Everyone who had crossed her path or caused her pain has all been dealt with. And n
“ Elly!” Tamara cried, stepping forward, tears soaking her face. “ Please…please don't do this. She's my mother.” Eloise finally turned, her gaze cold as ice. “ And she's my family's murderer.” Tamara shivered with fear. The rage burning through Eloise— screams different consequences for her. But the one that's deafening was knowing Dayse could be sentenced to death. Then she'll have no one again. She'll be all alone. Everyone's gone. Shawn has been arrested. Now her mother. She fell to her knees. “ But she loves you Elly, she was there for you all through…” “ Exactly.” Eloise cut her short. “ She was there to mock me, she dares smile and try to be a mother to me when she killed mine!” Dayse grabbed her legs, her voice shaking. “ I'm sorry, Elly, I'm...” Eloise jerked her leg away from her hold in disgust, not waiting for her to finish whatever it is she wants to say. Then she stepped closer, close enough that Dayse flinched. “ Sorry is what people say when they
“ Okayyy…I think..I might.. be in trouble.” Antonio mumbled to himself as he watched Eloise storm into the house. When she pushed the door open and slammed it, he knew for sure he was done for. “ Hey, baby.” He greeted her, trying to sound lovely in the hope it would soften her anger. “ You're so dead.” She gritted her teeth as she threw her purse at him. “ Ou, hey babe, calm down.” “ Calm down? Did you say calm down?” She yelled, dashed towards the kitchen, and grabbed a frying pan. Antonio stood behind the couch, looking scared and confused about what to do. He raised his two hands up. “Let's talk about this, why are you upset?” “ Why am I upset? Woahhhhh, come here.” She beckoned him. “ hm mm.” He shook his head. “ No come here and let me show you exactly why I'm pissed.” She jumped onto the couch and went after him. “ Holy shit!” He shouted. He never knew she had the skill of jumping until that moment. He tried to dodge the hit but the pan landed right at his back. “
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