Eloise POV: “Dan— Please stop. We shouldn't…" I let out a sharp whimper in both pain and pleasure, pushing him away as I attempted to clench my legs because of the desires building up in me, but he was standing there. I couldn't even stop him from biting my skin before he pulled away a bit.He cupped my face in his hands, his eyes staring intently into mine as he spoke softly, “Why? Why do you keep doing this?” He asked. I frowned, not understanding what he meant. “Stop pushing me away, Eloise. I know I am not the only one feeling this way about us. But you don't trust me enough to let me into your heart.” “I…I don't know what you're talking about,” I swallowed, but there was nothing going down my throat. He drew my face near and pecked my forehead. He looked into my eyes…his blue eyes softened slowly while he spoke in a comforting tone. “You don't have to pretend or hide anything from me anymore. I understand that you're scared. You're scared of falling for the wrong man again.
Eloise POV: My mind felt at rest as I stirred on the warm bed. Laying on my side, I drew the pillow closer in a comfortable position under my head with a smile on my lips. But then something tasty wafted across my nostrils. It smelt so nice. Delicious. I literally licked my lips In my sleep.Hot pancakes and a brewing cup of hot coffee in the morning. Oh my goodness.My eyes fluttered open as I sat up on the bed. “Where's that coming from?” I thought to myself as I looked around the room and then darted my gaze to the side of the bed where I expected Dante to be, but he wasn't even there. “Where did he go so early? Did he leave for work?” I wondered, but then I recalled what happened last night. It made my smile blossom as my cheeks heated up. Last night, after pestering and giving Dante a headache, he reluctantly sang me a lullaby song.It was the most beautiful thing I had experienced. Although, his voice was the worst I've heard in a long time because it sounded like a croa
Dante's POV: Watching her laugh made a smile curl on my lips. Her laughter was a melodious sound in my ears, and those eyes were magically adorable. I hadn't expected her to find Vivian's nickname to be funny. I just randomly gave her that name because that was what she honestly looked like, but seeing Eloise laugh this much because of it… I was glad that I could finally make her smile and not be so damn scared of me. Even though she never took me so seriously. She was too stubborn to let her fear show, but I knew how I had always acted cold towards her, which made her feel scared.Shaking my head, I chuckled, “Your tummy's gonna hurt really bad if you keep on laughing that hard," I warned playfully, and she sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. “Okay, okay. I won't laugh anymore,” she muttered with her hand pressed to her chest. “But how the hell did you come up with that?” She asked, and I shrugged slightly. “I don't know. She just looked so much like a toad wi
DANTE'S POV:I’ve never felt better than I do right now.There was something incredibly satisfying about putting those arrogant bastards in their place, the ones who thought they could walk all over my wife without facing any consequences. And to top it all off, I finally made the announcement I’d been holding back for so long.I told the world I have a wife. A wonderful, sweet wife. Eloise.But I knew there’d be a price. The questions, the whispers, the headlines because yes, Eloise was married once before and wasn't treated right in her marriage. But so what? I don’t care, I never did and I won't start now. I've vowed to myself to be a better man for her...More than what that asshole could ever be. Let the media say whatever the hell they want. I didn’t invite them. I invited my business partners to celebrate the anniversary of my company and to introduce them to the woman who now stands beside me as my wife. That’s it.But of course, the vultures showed up anyway, uninvited, as
Eloise POV: I turned my gaze on both of them now, my fury razor-sharp."You let her—this conniving little witch—poison your mind against me without even giving me a chance. Not once did you ask. Not once did you care."I stepped closer, eyes locked on Regina."Yes, I worked in a brothel. But never—not for a second—as a prostitute. I couldn’t stomach that life. I didn’t last a week before I walked out and never looked back."I spat to the side, not bothering to hide my disgust."You judged me without knowing a damn thing. And now you want forgiveness?"I laughed bitterly. "Save your breath."Regina lowered her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper."You're right... and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been such a fool—""Enough."I raised a hand, silencing her instantly."Spare me the performance. I’m not naive. You’ve hated me from the beginning and never once saw me as part of your precious Ashford family.""Don’t speak to my mother like that, Eloise," Damien snapped, jaw clenched as he
Eloise POV: Dante didn't look like he was joking, he was serious. But was I expected to believe that? How could it be possible?I laughed, "Are you sure of what you're saying, Mr. Romano? How can my fertility drugs be switched with contraceptive pills? Who the fuck would do such a thing?" "I expected this," he said, massaging his chin. "I knew it would be hard for you to accept this truth. But that's the reality. And the fact that Damien knows about it makes it worse." My eyebrows furrowed, "Who did it? Who is the one responsible? Is it Damien?" I asked, my nerves growing tensed by the second with fury brewing in it. "Tell me, Mr. Romano! Who the fuck kept changing my drugs for a whole five mother fucking years that I had been taking it so I can be able to give birth to my own child!" "Vivian and Regina Ashford," He finally vomited it and my whole world spun, my mind reeling from the revelation. "W-what?" I gasped, my eyebrows knotting into a frown."Yes, Eloise. They connived to