Eloiseโs POV:As soon as I stepped into my room, I slammed the door shut and leaned against it, my breath ragged, chest rising and falling like Iโd just run a marathon even though I made sure to not make Tears pricked at my eyes, threatening to spill as I clenched my fists.Keeping up this act, this faรงade of cold indifference, of not giving a damn... it was exhausting. Pretending I wasnโt crumbling inside, retreating into silence by locking myself away in my bedroom just to avoid slipping up and showing how I felt or the fact that I still wanted to believe that he still cares for meโฆ It was hell. But I had no choice. If I wanted to protect my heart, I had to keep playing this role. I had to stay guarded, had to keep pretending I was untouchable and didn't feel lonely inside.I needed to stay the fuck away from him because no matter how much it burned inside.No matter how much I missed our conversations, the teasing banter, the way heโd glare at me silently when I pushed his butto
Eloise POV:"Are you alright, ma'am?" I heard Claire asked and a gulped down a mouth full of saliva."Y-yes. Yes, I am," I stammered out. "Please tell Mr Romano that I won't be having dinner. I'm still feeling full at the moment. I don't think I would be hungry any time soon so yea... He can carry on without me." Then there was another round of silence outside the door. My heart was beating really fast and my mind was going wild on the thought of how Dante might react to my refusal to join him. "What if he gets furious?" I thought. "He never jokes with my health because it could affect the baby too. What if he storms in here and pulls me all the way downstairs? He can tolerate anything but can't allow the health of the baby to be at risk for any dumb reasons. Especially one that is as dumb as mine...""I am sorry, ma'am, but I can't," Claire refused to tell him what I said. I was low-key expecting that from her. "He insists that you come out of your room for dinner. So please..." "
Eloise POV:I trailed behind him as he left my room, his long strides hard for me to match.Not that I was really trying. Fear still clung to me, making each step feel heavier than the last as I bit down hard on my lips to hold myself together. After what had happenedโ the cold barrel of his gun aimed at my forehead โ I couldn't bring myself to move any closer to him. Not anymore. Not after seeing this dark, dangerous part of him because something between us had shifted. In the week I had been living with him, I had never once thought I would one day see this side of him. At least not so soon. I had never imagined a moment like this would come because of the way he always cared and gave me more than everything I had asked for. Maybe he had always been right. He warned me not to let anything he does for me to get into my head but I guess that it subconsciously did get into my head in a way that I had began trusting him. I told Ivy not to worry because he didn't seem like a bad man
Eloise POV:The driver pulled the car to a halt in the parking lot, where a lot of brand-new and expensive cars were parked. He came down from the car, swiftly went around, and opened the car door for me with a respectful bow. "Thanks, Gabriel," I appreciated as I stepped down from the car, my black heels clicking softly against the granite pavement.Gabriel was the driver's name. He told me when we were talking and engaging in tiny bits of conversation in the car. He was a sweet and funny guy but kind of average in height. His whole personality was an approachable and friendly one.I glanced around, scanning the parking lot, noting the high-end cars parked around me. The place reeked of wealth, including the people who walked around here. They were all high class with a proud and pompous looks on their faces; only a few were down to earth. But It was hard to imagine an average person ever stepping foot here.I couldn't help but wonder why Dante had let me come to such a place on my
Eloise POV:"What do you mean by that?" I demanded, glaring at her and she rolled her eyes."Don't act dumb, Eloise," She purred sweetly, walking around me like an angelic predator with a smile on her lips.She continued, "We both know that you have nowhere and no one to turn to so how were you able to turn up here without getting some help? Damien and I had been expecting to see you roaming on the streets by now, you know. Trying to get some daily bread of some kind," As she spoke, I kept glaring daggers her way. So this was what they both expected me to be doing? They wanted to see me begging on the streets. Lol, what more could I have expected from these retarded bastards. "You can't even fend for yourself without getting an help from Damien who is practically your EX-Husband, while I am now his beloved wife," she smirked, gently rubbing her belly bump...I saw and knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to open old wounds that were yet to even heal! She's rubbing the fact
Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire Written ByOkwuma Esther (Esther~Writes) Chapter One. (ELOISE POV)"Congratulations, Mrs. Laurent. The procedure for the sperm insemination was successful." Those exact words echoed in my mind as I stepped out of my car, barely bothering to slam the door shut behind me. A cool gust of wind brushed against my skin, carrying the sharp bite of an impending downpour. Above me, the sky darkened, the clouds shifting into a heavy shade of blue as distant rumbles signaled the stormโs approach but I didnโt give a damn. I had a huge smile tugging at the sides of my my lips. It was one I struggled to suppress as I sprinted up the stone steps toward the patio. My heart pounded, not from exhaustion but from sheer, uncontainable joy. It had been like that from the moment my best friend and fertility doctor, Ivy Reid, relayed the news to me barely an hour ago. I could feel tears pool at the rim of my eyes, as I tightened my fists around the rep
ELOISE POV: โY-you, you don't mean it, Dami" I stuttered, a mirthless laugh about to escape my lips again. โYou just want to get on my nerves, right? I-its a joke, a prankโโ โDon't be an emotional fool, Eloise,โ My mother-in-law's sharp tongue cut me off. โYou're getting divorced and there's nothing that can be done about it! Vivian is more successful and supportive to Damien than you could ever be so don't you dare dream of staying in his life longer than you already did!โ She warned.โNo, mother. What are you saying?โ I asked with tears brimming my eyes as it slowly began to blur my vision. โIt's my life we're talking about here, and not that of any child or teenager. You can't just make the decisions without considering how I'd feel, the effects it would have on my life and if I agree to this divorce or not.โ I choked out, the tears threatening to spill as they sting my eyes. โI am your daughter-in-law for Christ's sake, mother. Please don't do this to me. Damien loves me and
ELOISE POV:I slowly lifted my gaze to meet his as he towered over me, his expression cold and distant, so unlike the warmth I had once known.Softly, yet deliberately, I asked, never breaking eye contact. โSquandering the Ashford wealth? Bringing bad luck to your family? Damien, are you really going to stand there and act like you donโt know where that money has gone? Every cent has been for the treatments, the endless medications so I could carry your child. Did you forget? Or have you conveniently erased the fact that you supported it? That you approved it?โA bitter scoff escaped my lips, the next words stinging as I spoke them. โOr maybe youโve also forgotten that I never needed your money. I was doing just fine, successful in my career until I gave it all up. I sacrificed everything to become the perfect housewife, just to appease your mother.โI shook my head, my voice trembling with the weight of unspoken pain. โI did it all for the sake of peace. Because she convinced herse
Eloise POV:"What do you mean by that?" I demanded, glaring at her and she rolled her eyes."Don't act dumb, Eloise," She purred sweetly, walking around me like an angelic predator with a smile on her lips.She continued, "We both know that you have nowhere and no one to turn to so how were you able to turn up here without getting some help? Damien and I had been expecting to see you roaming on the streets by now, you know. Trying to get some daily bread of some kind," As she spoke, I kept glaring daggers her way. So this was what they both expected me to be doing? They wanted to see me begging on the streets. Lol, what more could I have expected from these retarded bastards. "You can't even fend for yourself without getting an help from Damien who is practically your EX-Husband, while I am now his beloved wife," she smirked, gently rubbing her belly bump...I saw and knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to open old wounds that were yet to even heal! She's rubbing the fact
Eloise POV:The driver pulled the car to a halt in the parking lot, where a lot of brand-new and expensive cars were parked. He came down from the car, swiftly went around, and opened the car door for me with a respectful bow. "Thanks, Gabriel," I appreciated as I stepped down from the car, my black heels clicking softly against the granite pavement.Gabriel was the driver's name. He told me when we were talking and engaging in tiny bits of conversation in the car. He was a sweet and funny guy but kind of average in height. His whole personality was an approachable and friendly one.I glanced around, scanning the parking lot, noting the high-end cars parked around me. The place reeked of wealth, including the people who walked around here. They were all high class with a proud and pompous looks on their faces; only a few were down to earth. But It was hard to imagine an average person ever stepping foot here.I couldn't help but wonder why Dante had let me come to such a place on my
Eloise POV:I trailed behind him as he left my room, his long strides hard for me to match.Not that I was really trying. Fear still clung to me, making each step feel heavier than the last as I bit down hard on my lips to hold myself together. After what had happenedโ the cold barrel of his gun aimed at my forehead โ I couldn't bring myself to move any closer to him. Not anymore. Not after seeing this dark, dangerous part of him because something between us had shifted. In the week I had been living with him, I had never once thought I would one day see this side of him. At least not so soon. I had never imagined a moment like this would come because of the way he always cared and gave me more than everything I had asked for. Maybe he had always been right. He warned me not to let anything he does for me to get into my head but I guess that it subconsciously did get into my head in a way that I had began trusting him. I told Ivy not to worry because he didn't seem like a bad man
Eloise POV:"Are you alright, ma'am?" I heard Claire asked and a gulped down a mouth full of saliva."Y-yes. Yes, I am," I stammered out. "Please tell Mr Romano that I won't be having dinner. I'm still feeling full at the moment. I don't think I would be hungry any time soon so yea... He can carry on without me." Then there was another round of silence outside the door. My heart was beating really fast and my mind was going wild on the thought of how Dante might react to my refusal to join him. "What if he gets furious?" I thought. "He never jokes with my health because it could affect the baby too. What if he storms in here and pulls me all the way downstairs? He can tolerate anything but can't allow the health of the baby to be at risk for any dumb reasons. Especially one that is as dumb as mine...""I am sorry, ma'am, but I can't," Claire refused to tell him what I said. I was low-key expecting that from her. "He insists that you come out of your room for dinner. So please..." "
Eloiseโs POV:As soon as I stepped into my room, I slammed the door shut and leaned against it, my breath ragged, chest rising and falling like Iโd just run a marathon even though I made sure to not make Tears pricked at my eyes, threatening to spill as I clenched my fists.Keeping up this act, this faรงade of cold indifference, of not giving a damn... it was exhausting. Pretending I wasnโt crumbling inside, retreating into silence by locking myself away in my bedroom just to avoid slipping up and showing how I felt or the fact that I still wanted to believe that he still cares for meโฆ It was hell. But I had no choice. If I wanted to protect my heart, I had to keep playing this role. I had to stay guarded, had to keep pretending I was untouchable and didn't feel lonely inside.I needed to stay the fuck away from him because no matter how much it burned inside.No matter how much I missed our conversations, the teasing banter, the way heโd glare at me silently when I pushed his butto
Dante's POV:Gently brushing the hair on her back away, I leaned closer to place a kiss on the soft spot I had had my eyes on but she suddenly moved away.She was breathing shakily, her words coming out as a fumbled pile of mess as she was unable to hold gaze with me. Shaking her head, she whispered hoarsely, backing away from me, "D-Donโt. Donโt get too close. I shouldnโt have... I shouldnโt have let it get this far. That was a mistake. So stupid..."My brows knit together, heart tightening with confusion. "Eloise, what are youโ"I reached out, trying to steady her, to hold her, but she shook me off like my touch burned. She stumbled back, collapsing onto the edge of her bed, burying her face in her hands."This is humiliating," she choked out. "This is so fucking humiliating and itโs all my fault. Iโm such an idiot. I. Am. Such. A. Fucking. Idiot!" Her voice cracked as she screamed the words at herself, clutching her hair in both hands, fingers digging hard into her scalp.My voice
Dante's POV:Surprised? No. I was actually stunned.I knew apologizing would be hard, but I didnโt expect it to feel this fucking impossible.Maybe I couldโve just said, โIโm sorry, Eloise.โ Simple. Direct. It would've been the smarter move. But I never did thatโnot really. The last person I remember apologizing to was my mother, and that was years ago.And nowโฆ Eloise. I was about to make an exception. Not because I suddenly became good at saying sorry, but because I had no other choice. She needed to calm down, to come back into the bedroom and rest. All this running around...this stress...wasnโt just hurting her. It was putting the baby at risk. My baby at risk. I was left with no choice but the follow her around like a puppy going after it's momma's boobs and wincing. "God dammit, could this get any worse by the way?!" I drawled, palming my face before I went after her I found her in the parking lot this time around, crouched down and hiding behind my Mercedes as she tucked her
Dante's POV:I knew my actions, my tone, and the way I reacted around Eloise were confusingโtoo complicated for her to fully grasp. But what else was I supposed to do?I needed her close. Right beside me, where I could keep an eye on her. Where I could protect her. I couldnโt let history repeat itself and put the both of them in danger. No way. Still, I didnโt want her to misinterpret the care I showed. I didnโt want her reading too much into the attention, thinking it meant something... softer. It wasn't the right time yet. I just needed clarity. I needed to be sure of my assumptions because even the doctor wasn't sure. Was Eloise really Emma? The same girl who saved me five years ago?Because if she wasnโt Emma and I let her in, let her see a side of me I never show, only to find out she was someone else entirely then that would destroy me.All the time. All the energy. All the fucking emotions. Wasted.I took out my phone from my pants and quickly typed a text."Any updates yet?
Eloise POV:Dante had a long, irritated face on him as I laughed my heart out, his jaw clenching and unclenching. He seemed to be unable to bear my annoying ass any longer, so he gave me a hard glare before exiting into his dressing room. Once he went in, I quickly tossed the covers off my body and picked up my phone that I had noticed earlier on the bed side table to make a phone call to Ivy. I was already imagining the whole scenario in my head, how Ivy would be so stunned at first and then she breaks out into a loud uncontrollable laughter. It would be such a humorous gossip to share with her, especially when it has to do with him...Mr. Romano. No one would have ever guessed that this man could be such a joke. No one at all!And I bet that she would never have expected this from Dante because of how everyone got easily scared of him due to his history with being unforgiving, ruthless and commanding. Now that I thought about it, I realized that It's been quite long since we spo