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Chapter twenty-five
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BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Â Â Â Chapter twenty-six
ELOISE "we are not getting paid on time?" Matthew asked with a very bewildered look.."that can't happen. I have a loan interest..I have to pay for my kid's academy and they are even preparing for their first camp. I can't let my kids miss their first camping. Why are you all not saying anything? " The other workers either stood or paced around in anger "Felicia say something. You have your mother's hospital bill to take care of. Infact you even need it worst than I do. So why are not bothered?" I decided to step in. It's been two weeks since their salary was due. " I'm sorry for all this time," I apologized"Dl you really not have money?".Ann asked.with a sassy tone.. "Excuse me?" "It's just unbelievable to understand that the best curator I'm U.S is fucking broke! That designer bag you have took me six months to save up . If you sell everything you are wearing now including your jewelries, it could pay us for four months and you'd have some money left"
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LUCIANO Eloise ls was absent again at dinner, but since I didnât want to worry to the kids I told them she was at the office, working late again.. I still haven't adjusted to suddenly moving from bachelorhood to fatherhood. Not just to one or two but three kids.. My trust issue made me send their nanny away and now I even have to drive them back from school! "Why is mom very busy this days, Dad?" "Dad" I had to be touched to realize I was the dad they are calling. I would have laughed at the reality but I had to be an adult.. "She's preparing uhhh...for her best friends birthday" I stuttered at the Triplets with the same night wear. I could barely differentiate who Giana was from Kiara. " But mommy doesn't have any friends. only her sister visits her" " Right... She made new friend. You won't want your mom to bed lonely right?" "She has you now or do you plan to abandon us again? " "Nooo... Nope. I won't do that " I stuttered. At least not jus
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LUCIANOThe sound of the triplets' laughter faded into the background as I scrubbed at the dishes, they should take their time to fall asleep . Trying to force them to bed would only turn the table round and they'd force me to read a bedtime story ...it has happened not just once. I might not be that bad at parenting. Or maybe I'm just too lovable that the triplets had already gotten attached to me in few days. Sadly,I still couldn't get my mind off with thoughts of Eloise. This tension between usâit was suffocating. It's been awkward since the past few days after we signed the wedding contract agreement. It became even worst two days ago that she'd barely come home untill late at night. But what could I do? Push her? Force her to tell me what was wrong? That would only push her further away.As I stacked the plates, my phone buzzed again. A sense of unease gripped me as I wiped my hands and picked it up. This time, it wasnât Eloise that texted. It was James.. He
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LUCIANO The post, the comments, the damn pictureâit was all a slap in the face. I wasn't just angry; I was hurt. It was a cruel reminder of how little control I might have had in this situation. I needed her to stay with me untill I settled everything and get exactly everything I wanted from grandfather. I grabbed my phone and dialed Eloise. It rang once, twice, and then went to voicemail. "Hey, it's me. Call me back. We need to talk," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, but the anger seeped through anyway. I hung up and threw the phone on the counter. A part of me wanted to storm out of the house and find her, demand answers. But the kids were upstairs, probably still awake, waiting for their mom to come home. I couldnât leave them. Instead, I stood there, staring at the phone like it might give me the answers I needed. I didnât even realize how much time had passed until I heard the soft patter of footsteps on the stairs. "Daddy?" I turned to see Nicole peeki
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ELOISE"That was a whole lot of lie" Luciano said as he drove back to the house. " I'm glad you didn't overthink it" I replied I wasn't exactly sure how I'd apologize to my kids for being away from them in a while . It was really awkward for me with Luciano. He'd already thought I got back together with Damon but that would be over my rich hot dead body . "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding.. were you worried about me?" Luciano's scoffed with a sigh " why would I be worried about you? " " Because you are married to me?" I said calmly but got no response which left me wondering whether he actually even cared a bit.. However once he packed the car at the packing space, he furrowed his brows at me. " Eloise, In as much as whatever we have together is fake, shouldn't assume I care about you the way a husband would," he finished, his tone colder than I anticipated. I flinched slightly at his words but managed to keep my composure. "Noted," I replied, m
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ELOISE .I couldn't pretend anymore that I wasn't disturbed by the groaning sound of pain coming from Eloise's room. it was also almost as if she was muffling a cry silently, like she was suppressing it enough for anyone not to notice. I waited another beat before I opened the door with a quiet creak. I flicked the corridor light on The sound didn't go away. I thought about it but I don't remember saying anything to hurt her feelings .was I too cold towards her? I stopped outside her room and rapped my knuckles against the door in case Eloise was indecent. But I got no answer. I hesitated for a moment, my hand resting on the doorframe. âEloise?â I called softly, careful not to alarm her. Still, no answer.Pushing the door open a fraction wider, I stepped inside. I've never entered there since she moved in.. The room was bathed in the soft amber glow of her bedside lamp. Apart from the furnitures that I'd fixed on the room, there was a library or I could jus
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LUCIANOI've known Eloise for months and this is the first time I've seen her this weak and vulnerable. I excused myself and returned about thirty minutes later to still find her in the same curled up position.. âFeel better?â The words came out strangely for me because she wasn't looking like she was. âMmhmm.â she nodded and at the same time winced and clutched her pillow closer to her abdomen, her face screwed with pain. Fuck it. Even the medicine hasn't reduced the cramps. I literally have no idea how Katherine managed her cramps or Laura. Or it probably isn't the same for all women.. Looking at Eloise, it was obvious she was going though terrible Pains and I wouldn't totally mind her passing it to me or sharing it with her if that was possible I walked around the room and scanned the amenities lined up on the marble counter , I couldâve sworn I sawâaha. I picked up the tiny bottle of olive oil and returned to Eloise side. She had kept it in a co
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ELOISEI squinted at the bedside clock. 12:00 PM? Seriously?A thick fog of grogginess clung to me as I tried to move, but somethingâno, someone's arm was pressing against my waist. I froze, confusion clouding my thoughts. I couldnât remember the last time I woke up with a guy in my bed. Actually, I could. It was five years ago. But this was different.The arm around me was solid, warm, and strangely comforting, as if it could shield me from whatever danger I could encounter . He smelled... incredible. A soft sigh slipped from my lips as I snuggled closer to the warm body, not quite ready to face reality. I kept my eyes closed, curling into the warmth. The arm tightened around me, pulling me closer still until back pressed flush against a solid haired chest, and I could feel his breath stir the hairs on my neck. I melted, but thenâWait.Who was this? What happened last night?I could barely get my brain to work, my thoughts sluggish and hazy. I shifted a little, touching somet
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BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Â Â Â Epilogue
DAMIEN POVWe moved quickly, staying low, and taking cover behind the nearest warehouse. My heart thudded in my chest, but I didnât let it show. Every muscle was coiled with anticipation. Eva was close. I could feel it. And I was going to make sure Marcus didnât get away with what he had done.I signaled to Marco to take the left side, while I led the team to the right, the area where Marcusâs phone had been traced to. The building was run-down, the kind of place where people went to disappear. But this wouldnât be where Marcus disappeared. This was where his story would end.I couldnât let him hurt Eva.As we closed the distance, I signaled to my men to stay alert. I was just a few feet from the entrance when I heard a noise. It was a slight scuffle followed by a faint whimper. It was enough to make my blood run cold. Eva.I moved forward, silently, my hand on the grip of my gun, eyes scanning for any sign of Marcus. There was no room for error. We couldnât risk a standoff. We had t
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DAMIEN"No,â Chairman Huxley said. âWe found out late tonight. A call came through, and the man on the phone threatened to kill Eva if the FBI or the cops are brought in.I need your help,â he said, appealing to me âI have to get my daughter back safely.I clenched my fist. Marcus just doesn't know the boundaries that are not meant to be crossed. How dare he kidnap my wife in my absence. He didn't even try to be anonymous. He fucking told her father he was Marcus. Which means he has so much guts and no fear. "Well, âthis is unusual. Of course, I understand the situation, and if you wish to pay him in that fashion, I can arrange it. However, I never recommend paying kidnappers and, believe me, Iâve had my share of threats.ââWhat would you do?â Chairman Huxley asked."I wouldnât call in the FBI, theyâre useless,â I said. âI have my own people who use the latest technology. When he phones again, we can put that into action."Heâs calling tomorrow at 10 a.m.""Where?""L.A.," Chairma
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Eva.Finally I got it. This was no joke.When Iâd started to struggle with the short man, heâd run out of the room, slamming the door in my face and locking it so I couldnât get out.Shit! I thought, looking around. I really am a captive.There were no windows, a stone floor, a big old heavy door, a rickety cot with a stained mattress in the corner, an old blanket and a bucket.I'm screwed.How had this happened?I shut my eyes for a moment, trying to summon all the strength I could. Donât panic, A little voice whispered in my head. Stay calm. You will get out of this.The short man with the pop eyes had tried to force some pills into my mouth. Iâd kicked him in the balls and the pills had scattered on the ground. If Iâd been quicker, I might have reached the door before him, but he was fast for such an unfit-looking man. Strong and smelly, too. I wrinkled my nose in disgust.Kidnapped. It seemed like a plot from a movie. No wonder I felt so sick, theyâd obviously used somethi
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A year later.Brenda's pov"From the moment we met, I liked you. I think about you all the time and I even dreamt about you at night. I know this might seem sudden but I don't think I can wait any longer"I smiled. Watching Micheal from across the table in the fancy exquisite restaurant. He knelt on one knee and brought a ring box out of his jacket pocket, the velvet catching the soft candlelight between us. My breath hitched as he opened it to reveal a delicate diamond solitaire, shimmering like a secret under the stars."Will you marry me?" he asked, with a low earnest voice , his eyes locked on mine like I was the only person in his world.For a heartbeat, the whole restaurant seemed to fade away the clink of glasses, the low hum of conversation, even the soft classical music floating through the air. All I could see was him, his trembling hand, and the hope in his eyes.Tears welled up before I could stop them. Not because I was surprisedâbut because I had waited so long to hear
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Eva I woke up two weeks later âEva, come home right now.âThe urgency in my fatherâs voice froze me in place. I dropped my phone and rushed out, not even bothering to change out of Damien's pajamas. Yes his own because they are bigger and thicker and the weather is just damn too cold. Within seconds, I was behind the wheel of my Land Rover, tearing down the road, my heart pounding with worry.This wasnât like Chairman Huxley. My father never called like thatânever sounded that rattled. A thousand thoughts flooded my mind, each worse than the last. Was he sick again? Had something happened? I imagined him on the bed whimpering about how he loves me and that I should take care of myself. Oh God! I dreaded that thought. I must agree that the worst part of having parents is watching them grow old I parked haphazardly in front of the house, not caring that the tires werenât straight or that Iâd blocked part of the driveway. Kicking the door open, I ran up the stairs, two s
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EvaThis isnât what I was expecting at all. Ever since I got back, Iâve been starving myself. Not on purpose, okay, maybe a little out of pride. I've texted Damien for his address so I can easily order something to eat but he won't reply and I wasn't going to call him Gosh I literally havenât eaten a single thing today and I slept off only to wake up by past 11pm. my stomach is punishing me for my negligence. The growling is so loud it could probably summon the dead. I tried to sleep, I really did, but the hunger pangs were too painful to ignore.It was too late to order anything. No restaurants will be open for delivery. So I was left with the one option I always end up taking a midnight snack.I tiptoed to the kitchen like a thief, praying not to wake anyone. The first time I tried this at home, Chairman Huxley nearly turned my head into a pancake with a frying pan. He thought I was a burglar. I still donât understand why he chose a frying pan of all things. What if
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Evaâs POVâWhat am I doing? Seriously?â I asked, trying not to let the irritation in my voice rise too much. His cold tone had sparked an ache I couldnât quite describe. I only wanted to celebrate with him, to share in his moment and maybe, just for a second, pretend there was something real between us.But apparently, even pretending was asking too much.The audience hadnât picked up on the tension between us yet. We were both still smiling like a picture-perfect couple. All fake. All for show.âYou should stop acting up, Eva,â Damien muttered under his breath, though his smile remained intact, perfectly sculpted for the cameras that wouldnât stop clicking. "Or else I will do this" He pulled me closer, his arm tightening around my waist as if this moment actually meant something. His lips cut mine I was so flustered by the sudden kiss . What was he doing. This is going overboard To the watching world, we were the romantic headline of the week: Office Romance GoalsâThe Alexa
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Eva's POV"Get up."The deep voice cut through my sleep. Blinking my eyes open, I saw Damien standing in front of me. My surroundings felt unfamiliarâthis wasnât the plush hotel suite weâd stayed in the night before."WhereâĶ?" I began to ask, startled and confused. I felt embarrassed to be so disoriented.âWeâre back in the States. Now get up. The car is already waiting,â Damien said, his tone sharp and devoid of warmth.Back in the States? My mind raced. I didnât remember boarding a plane, let alone arriving here. The last thing I recalled was collapsing into bed, exhausted from the gala night. We were supposed to stay for two weeks, not just one. So why the sudden change?I covered my face with my hands, trying to wake up fullyâand to hide the panic rising inside me. Something didnât feel right.âCome on! I have things to do,â Damien snapped, grabbing my wrist and dragging me toward the exit. I stumbled down the stairs, still groggy and struggling to keep up with his long strides.W
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Evaâs POVThe suite was quiet . The kind of silence that presses against your ears, heavy and watchful. I stared at the three dresses laid out on the bed, each more extravagant than the last. velvet. Midnight blue silk. Gold sequins.All picked by Damien not me. Apparently, even my wardrobe was part of the arrangement.I chose the midnight blue one. It was elegant but simple, the kind of gown that didnât scream for attention, but still turned heads. As I stepped into the walk-in closet and zipped it up, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.My makeup was flawless. My hair swept into soft waves. I lookedâĶ expensive. But I didnât feel that way.Not when my heart was still sore from this morning. Not when I still heard Damienâs voice in my head like a cruel echo. âAfter the divorce, I doubt Iâll even remember your face.âI grabbed the silver heels from the box on the wardrobe and slipped them on just as the door creaked open.Damien stepped in.He wore a black tux, with a dark bo
