Walking into Libellule House, Elizabeth was still stunned at what had just transpired. August's fiancee was begging her to take on her wedding dress project.
"I have been such a big fan since day 1, and it would make me so happy if you would design my wedding dress!"
Elizabeth could not say no to her, and she had looked so sincere. So, she gave in.
"Alright, team, are we ready to go into battle?!" she exclaims, walking into the meeting room. Her team yells back, excited and sensing her renewed energy.
"Despite the setback of our projects that my mother pulled out from under our noses, I have some exciting news!" Elizabeth beams at them and looks at their anxious faces.
"Come on, boss, we can't stand the suspense!"
"Yeah, please tell us!"
Elizabeth chuckles at their curiosity and looks around the room. "This morning, something rather spectacular happened on the way here," she continues while looking at their faces. "We've got the contract to design Emily Gray's wedding dress!"
The whole room thunders with excitement and applause
"That's the Dereon Wedding! EEK!"
"Oh my gosh, boss! This will put us back on the map!"
"Everyone will flock to us after this news!"
She surveys the room proudly. "Exactly. And I will not hide the fact that our setback is due to my mother's meddling. She will have a hard time killing the following after we reveal that our own Libellule House made the dress!"
Another thunderous applause sounds, and Elizabeth feels her heart expand with joy. "I will be contacting Ms Gray to discuss the dress details until then; let us continue with our smaller projects and hope for the best. Our House won't go down so easily!" With these words, Elizabeth senses a newfound inspiration amongst her team. She sighs proudly and spots Liza heading over to her. She also spots the glint in her eye.
"Let's head to your office, and you have A LOT to explain," Liza says to her, and Elizabeth sighs in resignation.
After spilling the beans on what happened in the last 24 hours, Liza sits back with her eyes wide.
"You actually told August Dereon what you thought about his engagement party??" Liza looks shocked. Elizabeth laughs at her response. "Well, to be fair, I didn't know it was The August Dereon I was confessing to! And secondly, my mother sent me there under the impression that he was looking for a wife and wanted me to stick my so-called claws into him and his family." Elizabeth continues and sighs. "As for the scene on the balcony, I didn't know it was him! and I was feeling particularly sour that evening." She thinks back to falling out with her mother, and her heart breaks slightly.
"Well, one good thing came out of this. We landed a huge contract!" Liza exclaims, "That reminds me, the guy I heard when you called me this morning was -"
"August Dereon," Elizabeth replies
"Did I hear right, or did he call you Little Dragonfly?" Liza prompts. Blushing at the nickname he gave her, she nods. Liza looks at her, and her eyes widen yet again. "One of these days, your eyes will pop out, I swear," Elizabeth laughs and rolls her eyes.
"Wait, wait, wait! What does this mean?" Liza pushes. She looks at Liza and rolls her eyes, "It means nothing, Liza. We need to get back to work. Let's chat some other time, okay?"
Liza pouts and agrees. Stomping out of the office, Elizabeth cannot help but laugh. Liza was her best friend, but she was so dramatic.And with that, Elizabeth snaps into work mode and starts her day.
Elizabeth rummages through her storage. Damon had run off in this direction with her bag and she could not find her wallet anywhere. Today was the opening of Libellule School of Design and she would be late at this rate. Sighing in exasperation, she vows never to have any more kids. As she bends down to look behind one of Damon's old strollers, she spots a box hidden in the far end of the shelf. She frowns and reaches in further until she could touch the box and pulls it out. It was about the size of a normal shoe box and looked oddly familiar. She took the top off and sighed, it was a photo album. Her mother used to old fashioned back in the day before greed took over. As she paged through the album, she becomes misty eyed at the happy memories she had when Blair was still alive.But as she neared the end, she recognized an envelope that she put there a long time ago; a letter left to her by her parents in their will. She had completely forgotten about the letter; he
Elizabeth waves at Damon as he walked into daycare, his blonde curls bobbing up and down as he runs towards his teacher. At three years old he was already starting to look like his father, he even inherited August’s heterochromia but he had the temperament of his mother, loving and kind.Just as she was about to turn around, she sees Damon turn around and wave to her one last time, “Bye, mama! Wuv you!” he shouts and gives her a big smile, her heart absolutely bursting with love. He then runs inside, feeling satisfied with his message.She gets inside her Maybach and drives towards Blair Industries.Life being married to August was everything she could ever hope for. Damon was growing every day. Both their companies were doing exceptionally well and they were more in love than ever. She kept on waiting for her world to come crashing down, but it never came.Maybe true happiness does exist, she thinks to
Emily watches from the vantage point of her bulletproof bedroom windows.Antonio was hoisting Amy into his Emperor, of course, he came with that ridiculous car to do a rescue. She sees them getting away despite the gunfire and sighs sadly, knowing Antonio would plan revenge after he sees the extent of Amy’s injuries she had Vito inflict over the past 3 days.She touched his woman, his property. He will be out for blood.She turns away from the window and walks out into the hallway. Piero had already called a cleanup crew to dispose of the Russo filth on Marino territory. “Famiglia!” she calls, and all her soldiers had their attention on her, “Tomorrow we wage war on Russo ground. They trespassed on our territory for the last time. We need to make an example of them.” she hollers, with heated grunts and shouts coming from her men.It always amazed her at the power she had over these men and h
Emily tells her enforcer, Vito, to leave Amy to stew in her own thoughts for the night. They would continue with the torture in the morning. The evening would give her plenty of time to reconsider her predicament and tell them where Antonio was hiding out.She couldn’t help but think her brother a coward. He left the woman he supposedly loved in order to keep himself safe. Giovanni would turn in his grave if he knew the man he trained to be the next Boss was in fact a coward and not worthy of the Omerta.Smiling a silent victory, she slips into her nightgown and retires for the evening.***Days pass with no word from her brother or his family.Vito had exhausted all his t
* August and Elizabeth's story will continue soon.*Emily stares at her reflection in the mirror.A face she did not recognize anymore because of the extensive plastic surgery she had to endure after the blast to their limo 2 years ago. Just as she was made Boss before killing Giovanni Russo, her territory had been invaded and they betrayed her. Luckily, she reclaimed her throne before the vultures descended. She took down so many of Russo’s men that she lost count. In Sicily, they nicknamed her Strega Rossa because of her red hair and penchant for killing with blades. She definitely was not Antonio’s pufetta anymore.She puts on her corset and has her ancella lace her up tightly. She only fought in corsets, the pain meant no
Elizabeth stares at Damon through the glass of his incubator with a worried frown etched on her face.After they found him screaming in a bassinet in one of the hospital hallways, her doctor had run all the necessary tests on him to see if they hurt him. There was nothing physically wrong with him, however, he endured tremendous stress during his abduction. He wa