Elijah Smith...I could feel how nervous Ella was beside me. Everytime someone approached us to have a conversation with me, she would shrink further behind me, trying to get unnoticed by everyone.And to her credit, she did go unnoticed except for when her family members approach.I could tell that she has a very shy nature to her but with how her own sister didn't want her here at the dinner party and how her mother kept shooting her a fake smile, I wondered if she was shy or was just unwanted to the point that she was convinced that she was shy.I've been carefully watching everyone around the hall and I did manage to catch her mother glancing our way. The loving gaze was no longer in her eyes as she stared at Ella from a distance.I could tell that there was a heavy tension between the Williamsons. I've always wondered why I never saw the other twin before Custo passed away.Now, I have an idea that maybe they were just hiding her. Why? That, I do not know. It did manage
Ella Williamson...I kept a strong hold on my phone as I tried not to think about the man standing really close to me.I was still in shock from what happened a few minutes ago.Running in to Elijah in an empty hall was one thing, but getting pressed against the wall was another.I knew Elijah would be mad if I left his side to go see my sister in her room. But she wanted to talk to me and I wanted to hear her out.The risk I took to go see her was all in vein. The explanation Elizabeth gave me didn't make much sense to me. How would having a party in the house upset me to the point that she wanted to hide it from me?I mean, I got married to a man I didn't know just a few hours after our father was buried. How would her engagement upset me more than that?I realized that Elizabeth didn't want to tell me the reason behind her lie and it really bothered me.I would have believed her more if she'd just said that our mother didn't want me at the engagement party.After apologizin
Elijah Smith...I led Ella out of the Williamson's Mansion with her hand in mine.Ella didn't complain as I pulled her out through the front door, which was a surprise. I assumed she would want to stay here much longer.I let go of her hand when we got to the car and unlocked the doors before I hopped in to the driver's seat.I waited for Ella to get in to the car and put her seatbelt on before I fired up the engine.Ella sat tense beside me as I drove away from the Mansion. Her head was turned towards the window, blocking the gorgeous view of her eyes...Wait, what?I glanced at her with a frown before I returned my eyes to the road.Gorgeous was not the word I was aiming at.My phone rang, thankfully distracting me from my thoughts. I tapped the earbud in my right ear to answer the call."Are you out?" Cane asked."Yes." I replied."So, what did you find?" He asked again."Nothing much." I replied."Nothing much? You made me work overtime for nothing much? I had plans tonight
Ella Williamson...I sat tense in front of the man Elijah left me with. The man sat with his eyes planted on me. Even though there was a safe distance between us and there was a large coffee table separating us, the man's presence made me feel really uncomfortable.It was worse than being in the same room as Elijah.The man, thankfully, didn't try to strike any conversations.Looking away from the man, I roamed my eyes around the front room, hoping to distract myself from his gaze.The place was small yet beautiful. It was not at all what I had expected it to be when we were driving through all of those security teams.The man Elijah came to see, Dante, must be very important if he was being protected by all of those men.The house was very homey.The inside was warm and super clean. There was a small kitchen by one corner of the front room and a window opposite from it with a killer view of the night sky. It looked like the perfect place to relax and have a morning coffee or a
I sat at the empty dining table, moving food around the plate as my appetite has been a little low.The image of Elijah's scars have been popping in my head ever since I saw them about a week ago.The pattern and the map the scars created were engraved in my head. In the last week, I've had close to zero interactions with Elijah and Cane, and even Dalinda.I wasn't too sad about not being in the same room as the two men or in the same bed as Elijah. After that one night I definitely felt his arm around me, Elijah hasn't come to bed. And I have to say, I was enjoying a few hours of comfortable sleep.But not having Dalinda around reminded me how lonely I was. The old woman was a very great companion. I loved hearing her talk about the times of her youth.But lately, I've been seeing her for maybe a few minutes before she would suddenly disappear.I glanced over my shoulder towards the open kitchen and watched as Dalinda and her husband Milton had a very hushed conversation. I couldn'
My head was spinning as I looked at the pile of Canvases thrown by the trash at the back of the Mansion.Every single painting I've ever made was thrown near the trash, obvious about to be ridden off.I rushed over to the pile and looked down at the first canvas. It was the final painting I'd made after we got the news about father's accident.It wasn't finished yet and I'd thought about finishing it before I was told I would be marrying a stranger.I followed the thick purple brushes against the canvas with my eyes, tracing the purple paint flowing out of a flipped car.I'd used purple as blood for about six years now because I wasn't able to stand the sight of red.I shifted my eyes to the rest of the different sized canvases, wondering what they were doing here.As I was staring down at the canvases, I saw a small droplet of water hit the purple paint. A frown covered my face before I tiled my head up and stared at the sky.I let out a silent gasp as another droplets fell on my ri
Elijah Smith...I listened to the marketing team's leader present the new marketing ideas without actually understanding what he was saying.My presence might be heavy in the room but my mind was elsewhere.I was constantly thinking about the recent conversations I've had with Dante and Cane.Harvey, Dante's close guard, reported that the Vipers were moving in to the city quickly than we had expected, and their advances have been quite bold.A few days ago, I got an angry call from Dante and he told me that the new toys we were bringing in were hijacked by our rivals and not a single weapon made it in to our hands.This has happened a long time ago. But during that time, we were tricked by someone within our circle as our transported goods were widely known by many.But now, only a number of people know about the exact date the shipments would come in. Only Dante, Harvey, Cane and myself knew about the exact date. The rest of the group would know once the good have arrived, wh
I stomped in to my study and threw the scarf I had in my hand in to the trash.I ignored Cane's and Dalinda's eyes and walked over to my desk before I dropped myself in my chair.Anger was still boiling at the pit of my stomach.Cane and Dalinda shared a look before they shifted their eyes back to me."What happened?" Dalinda asked.I leaned back in to my seat and balled my hands."She won't say." I replied."I don't think we should just jump in to conclusions. Maybe Ella run in to Kevin at the park." Dalinda offered."What was she even doing there?" I asked."The park isn't that far away from the Williamson's Mansion. Maybe she went to visit her family..." Cane suggested before he let out a sigh."I haven't been paying attention to her to the point that she just walk out. What if something bad happened to her?" Dalinda sighed this time.She's not a child, I couldn't understand how the two looked worried about her.I opened the mirrored phone and looked through it incase I find anythi