ELOISE I moved slowly away from Luciano to answer my phone and his eyes kept fixed on my mouth like he was going read every single word I say.. "I was worried when I heard the news so I came right over" "Alex? Where are you?" I stuttered. "You had another guest so I was waiting. I guess I din't need to worry" he said like he was a little disappointed. "No. You can come in Alex. he's just..." "Don't worry about it." he paused for a while. "Hey, pookie, I know you are not okay. what can I do for you? You want me to ruin that newscaster's career or shut down the news channel?" Now this sounded more like the old Alex I knew. The one who would do every thing possible within his mean to pay an eye for an eye . " I will take care of it Alex. besides I'm not a baby any more, so you need not to worry about me" I assured. "Fine" he grunted " I will make sure to catch the asshole that did this to you and trust me, he won't live to talk about what I will do to him " I swallowe
ELOISE "Fine. But Luciano" I furrowed my brows. " How do I tell you that you are overreacting just a tiny little bit? Alex is my best friend. " "What?" "Don't think about it. Meanwhile, Alex just texted me that the thief has been caught and I should head straight to the station to identify them" "I'm coming with you" he said and adjusted his tie. "No you are not, Luciano. I've got this under control " he scoffed. Luciano was a very stubborn one. He got to the station even before I could get there by taxi. "It wasn't me, okay? I have repeatedly confessed that I'm innocent. Damn it! How do you even call yourself cops? Do you have any proof" "Shut your fucking mouth and wait for her to come here and decide whether you are innocent or not. You better be though" . Luciano slammed his hands on the desk while his legs shook restlessly. I wasn't sure if I was ready to see the brutal face from yesterday, I stayed at the entrance a little bit without being noticed. " How can y
LUCIANO. "I should be asking you " I said as we walked outside with the tension. I was wondering how many guys Eloise has at her beck and call " Luciano, this is my Alex... And Alex this is...""My Alex?" I scoffed. Eloise made the matter worst by tugging herself around his arms while Alex smiled at her like they were highschool lovers. "Yes, this is Alex. My best friend. You've always wanted to meet him". I stared closely at his nails, they weren't any nail polish on it. Infact it was neatly trimmed. "Isn't Alex meant to be ...maybe gay?""Gay?" Alex stopped and threw an aggressive look at me before looking confusedly at Eloise. 'it's not what you think Alex, I never told him you are gay. I honestly don't know how he came up with that thought ""Does a 6.5 feet guy with this kind of face look like a gay to you. Here is a shocker; Eloise isn't just a best friend but an ex- girlfriend " Alex scoffed. "What?" Eloise nudged him and smiled a little before placing strands of hair
Luciano. Even with my uncertainty, I couldn't ask. I was really scared that I probably abandoned her after her divorce to raise three kids alone and now I shamefully married her without my apology or even trying to make things right. The triplets probably knew their father from the first day of meeting but a foolish one t me couldn't recognize my kids. " What's going on in your mind? Alex is offering to dress your wound. "I looked up at the tiny scratches at my knuckles. I didn't even realize I had any injury on me. "No, thank you for your concern . I'm good" I responded sharply. What would people think if they got a glimpse of me being wound dressed by a guy. Was he going to blow on it too? The thought of it gives me cold goosebumps already. " I think you should Luciano. He wants to chat with you and I will go pick up the kids from school"" I can pick up our kids myself. " I said sharply.Eloiseโs brows furrowed deeply. "Our kids?" she echoed, her tone carrying a mix of su
Eloise"You are joking right? About Luciano being your brother and all that. How the hell did you know him?"I watched as Luciano walked out on us. He was visibly pissed at the sight of Laura.."Eloise, I can't believe that everything happening around you and with you, I now get to hear it from the press. How much more are you keeping away from me? I won't even be surprised if you say your relationship with him Is all fake. We are not close anymore""You are right, he's my contracted husband but I'm really glad I have Luciano by my side. I'm sorry for distancing myself from you. Of all people, you should know that I'm going through a though one now ""Whatever. ""Auntie you are back?" Kiara said with so much excitement as she lapped her little self around Laura's legs."Oh my goodness. You remembered me? " Kiara nodded . " Well your mommy's only sister is here to take care of my little munchkins. "She crouched down to her height and whispered something to her ear. Kiara jumped up in
Eloise 'Luciano Greco who married shipping heiress Kathrine at the age of twenty, may have a new secret family' I read the headline of the newspaper for the first time. I always get my news from social media but today, I accidentally picked up a newspaper and I swear that was my biggest regret. He was married? Luciano was a married man? He had a wife? He had had a wife when heโd slept with me? He cheated on his wife with me at the party? When heโd got me pregnant with the Triplets? Devastated by that new knowledge, I collapsed down on the bed. I pushed the newspaper away from me in anguish and disgust. Tears lashed my eyes. I am just a total clown! No wonder Luciano had such a thing about publicity and discretion. I had fallen in love with another womanโs husband. Now he was offering to come to my rescue, no doubt determined to swiftly spirit me away from any contact with the press. Would I allow him to do that? To me? I drew in a quivering breath. "What a louse I
ELOISELuciano smacked his lips " this wonโt cut it"โEvading the question wonโt win you any points with me either,โ I said, squaring up to him and equally set on confrontation. โYou know very well that you didnโt tell me that you were married, and thatโs inexcusableโโ"Iโm not married," Luciano cut in.,"โYouโre divorced?""โ Involuntarily I hesitated as she made that assumption. Some of my anger dissipated, while curiosity set in. "But you must still have been married when you came over to uhmm before we had a night stand " I furrowed my brows and asked. "No" he stopped. I waited for him to add some form of explanation, but that one bald word seemed to be all that was coming my way. โI donโt think I can believe youโฆโLuciano shrugged a broad shoulder."โI have a right to knowโ" I raised a brow and said. "No, You donโt have a right to know anything about my marriage," Luciano blistered I suddenly went very pale.I thought maybe.. he loved me. Or was that pity? All this while
ELOISEIt doesn't seem like Luciano gives an inch..he breathed with icy restraint. โWhose fault is that? You formed the grossest lies to make sure the story was a bestseller "I felt something snap inside her. My angry despair at his refusal to believe my claims rose to such a choking peak of emotion to the point that I couldnโt trust myself to speak again. Instead I shifted my hands in a clumsy gesture of dismissal."Eloise..." Ignoring him, I turned on her heel to walk towards the door."What are you doing?" " What does it look like to you Luciano? Iโm leaving.""Where do you think youโre going to go? " He demanded with rampant incredulity.I opened the entrance door to which I came in from. " Back where I came from!" He scoffed " Without my staffs driving and flying you out, you might not be able to leave this place you are not going anywhere"" This is exactly why I have a friend like Alex. You might think you are rich and mighty but that dude is from old money, genera
DAMIEN POVWe moved quickly, staying low, and taking cover behind the nearest warehouse. My heart thudded in my chest, but I didnโt let it show. Every muscle was coiled with anticipation. Eva was close. I could feel it. And I was going to make sure Marcus didnโt 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 Marcusโs phone had been traced to. The building was run-down, the kind of place where people went to disappear. But this wouldnโt be where Marcus disappeared. This was where his story would end.I couldnโt 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 couldnโt risk a standoff. We had t
DAMIEN"No,โ Chairman Huxley said. โWe 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,โ he said, appealing to me โI 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, โthis 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, Iโve had my share of threats.โโWhat would you do?โ Chairman Huxley asked."I wouldnโt call in the FBI, theyโre useless,โ I said. โI have my own people who use the latest technology. When he phones again, we can put that into action."Heโs calling tomorrow at 10 a.m.""Where?""L.A.," Chairma
Eva.Finally I got it. This was no joke.When Iโd started to struggle with the short man, heโd run out of the room, slamming the door in my face and locking it so I couldnโt 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. Donโt 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. Iโd kicked him in the balls and the pills had scattered on the ground. If Iโd 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, theyโd obviously used somethi
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 surprisedโbut because I had waited so long to hear
Eva I woke up two weeks later โEva, come home right now.โThe urgency in my fatherโs 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 wasnโt like Chairman Huxley. My father never called like thatโnever 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 werenโt straight or that Iโd blocked part of the driveway. Kicking the door open, I ran up the stairs, two s
EvaThis isnโt what I was expecting at all. Ever since I got back, Iโve 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 havenโt 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 donโt understand why he chose a frying pan of all things. What if
Evaโs POVโWhat am I doing? Seriously?โ I asked, trying not to let the irritation in my voice rise too much. His cold tone had sparked an ache I couldnโt 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 hadnโt picked up on the tension between us yet. We were both still smiling like a picture-perfect couple. All fake. All for show.โYou should stop acting up, Eva,โ Damien muttered under his breath, though his smile remained intact, perfectly sculpted for the cameras that wouldnโt 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 GoalsโThe Alexa
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 unfamiliarโthis wasnโt the plush hotel suite weโd stayed in the night before."Whereโฆ?" I began to ask, startled and confused. I felt embarrassed to be so disoriented.โWeโre back in the States. Now get up. The car is already waiting,โ Damien said, his tone sharp and devoid of warmth.Back in the States? My mind raced. I didnโt 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 fullyโand to hide the panic rising inside me. Something didnโt feel right.โCome on! I have things to do,โ 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
Evaโs 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 didnโt 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 lookedโฆ expensive. But I didnโt feel that way.Not when my heart was still sore from this morning. Not when I still heard Damienโs voice in my head like a cruel echo. โAfter the divorce, I doubt Iโll even remember your face.โI 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