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ELOISE/ELIJAH

Author: Love Hart
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-09 22:39:06

ELOISE

Within three months, a lot of things happened.

I can't say our situation is really okay now, but at least it was far from before. The weight on my chest wasn’t as heavy, the nightmares weren’t as constant, and for the first time in a long time, I felt like I could breathe again.

Victoria was sent to a mental hospital.

It was inevitable. After everything she had done, after the chaos she left behind, there was no other place for her to go. The last time I saw her, she was sitting in a quiet corner of the facility, staring blankly at the wall. Her once sharp, calculating eyes now seemed distant—empty.

A part of me wanted to hate her, to curse her for every wound she inflicted on me, on Elijah, on Noel. But standing there, watching her so lost in her own mind, I felt… nothing. No anger. No satisfaction. Just an eerie sense of finality.

Edmund, on the other hand, was in prison.

Justice was swift, and there was no escaping what he had done. The trial had been exhausting, dragging o
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  • Billionaire's Darkest Desire: Marrying My Brother-in-law    SPECIAL CHAPTER: MATTHEW

    The silence was deafening.I sat in the corner of the room, knees pulled close to my chest, eyes fixed on the cold, steel door that separated me from freedom—or whatever was left of it.My throat was dry, my thoughts racing.How did I end up here?Just a few months ago, I was in the city… fighting with Eloise, crying over her, grieving the loss of our marriage, our love—even if it was already fractured beyond repair. But despite everything, it was real. Tangled and painful, yes—but real.And now, I’m on a goddamn island. Locked away like a possession. Like someone’s twisted fantasy.I looked up at the small, barred window. Only sunlight. No sound of people, no traffic, no chatter. Just trees, waves… and this prison.I leaned my head back against the wall, forcing myself to breathe.Noel wasn’t just delusional. He was dangerous. And worse—he had the resources to make this whole thing look like it was always meant to happen.Hell, he planned this.I could still hear his voice echoing fr

  • Billionaire's Darkest Desire: Marrying My Brother-in-law    SPECIAL CHAPTER: MATTHEW

    “Noel, I really, really need to go home now.” My voice trembled as I stood from the couch, ignoring the pounding in my chest. “Please.”Noel didn’t even look up. He just kept eating, slow and quiet, like the world around him hadn’t ended.“I just… I need to be there,” I continued. “Her things are still there. Our bed. Her scent. I can’t breathe here, Noel. I need to be home.”He finally set his utensils down and wiped his mouth with a napkin, his eyes tired when they met mine.“There’s no reason for you to go back anymore, Matthew,” he said, voice flat. “She’s not there. She’s not anywhere anymore.”I stood there, frozen—his words echoing, loud and cruel in their finality.Not anywhere anymore.Where do people like Eloise go after death? I’ve asked myself that a thousand times since I woke up. Is she floating somewhere in peace? Is she still crying? Is she angry?Is she watching me now, wondering why I survived and she didn’t?I used to think heaven was for people like her—kind, stubb

  • Billionaire's Darkest Desire: Marrying My Brother-in-law    SPECIAL CHAPTER: MATTHEW

    I don’t know how to cope with such a loss.The moment Noel said the words—She’s dead—something in me broke. Not cracked, not splintered—broke. Like glass shattering from the inside. It’s not just pain. It’s a kind of silence that screams. A weight that settles in your chest and refuses to move.I keep waiting to wake up. Hoping this is just another one of those twisted nightmares I’ve had since the accident. But every time I open my eyes, I’m still here—on this damn island. And Eloise is still gone.Gone.I hate that word.Because it sounds so clean. So final. But nothing about this feels clean. My memories of her come in flashes—her laugh, the way she used to say my name like it mattered, the last time we fought, the last time I made her cry. God, I can’t even remember the last time I told her I loved her.And now I’ll never get the chance to.Eloise and I never started in a proper way.I didn’t marry her out of love. I didn’t even secretly like her.I married her because I was despe

  • Billionaire's Darkest Desire: Marrying My Brother-in-law    SPECIAL CHAPTER: MATTHEW

    I woke up gasping for air—my lungs burning, chest tight like I’d been pulled from the bottom of the ocean. Every breath felt like fire. I coughed violently, choking on what felt like seawater or blood. Or both.Everything was a blur until my eyes landed on a face hovering above mine. Noel.His brows were furrowed, worry etched deep into the lines of his face. “Matthew,” he called out, firm but gentle. “It’s okay. You’re safe now.”Safe?I tried to sit up, but pain shot through my ribs like a thousand knives. I groaned, falling back onto something soft—a bed, maybe. Wooden ceiling above me. The air smelled of salt and dampness. Waves crashed somewhere in the distance. Where the hell am I?“What happened?” I croaked, my throat raw.“You almost died,” he answered flatly. “I had to get you out.”Out of where?My head throbbed. Pieces of memory floated in and out—flashes of shouting, running, blood. Eloise.Eloise and I... we fought. Over something. No—someone.Noel.I turned my head toward

  • Billionaire's Darkest Desire: Marrying My Brother-in-law    ELIJAH

    They say time heals all wounds. I used to think that was a lie we tell ourselves to make pain more bearable. But watching my family now… I know it’s not time that does the healing—it’s love.Life doesn’t go back to what it was. No—after everything that happened, it moves forward. Slowly. Quietly. And sometimes, beautifully.It’s been months since that chaotic morning when Eloah dropped that bomb during breakfast. Since then, things started changing around here. Not in the grand, dramatic way—but in small, healing ways.Eliana’s belly is growing now. She's finally smiling again. Some days are harder than others, but her strength reminds me of her mother. She spends most of her time with Eloise now—quiet conversations, warm hugs, even silent cries. It’s a bond they’re rebuilding, one I’m proud to watch from a distance. The moment I heard her scream from inside the delivery room, everything inside me stilled.Eliana—my daughter—my little girl, was about to become a mother.I was pacing

  • Billionaire's Darkest Desire: Marrying My Brother-in-law    ELIJAH

    I needed air. I needed to get out of the house before I completely lost it.I found myself driving to Rafael’s place, the weight of everything pressing on me. I didn’t know why I ended up there, but I did. Maybe because he was the only one who could listen without offering judgment. Or maybe because I just needed to hear someone else’s voice that wasn’t full of disappointment or anger.Rafael answered the door, already holding a bottle of whiskey. No words were exchanged; he just handed me a glass and led me to the couch.“Talk,” he said, pouring his own drink.I sank into the couch, staring into my glass. “I don’t know what to do anymore, Raf. Eliana… she’s not the girl we raised. I thought we had a chance at fixing things, but I don’t know. She didn’t abort the baby, but she’s still a mess. I don’t understand what happened to her, to all of them.”Rafael didn’t interrupt, just took a swig of his drink, waiting for me to continue.“Everything I do feels like it’s wrong. Eloise and I,

  • Billionaire's Darkest Desire: Marrying My Brother-in-law    ELOISE

    I sat on the cold hospital couch, my hands clenched tightly in my lap as the ticking of the wall clock echoed in my ears. Elijah was pacing silently beside me, his jaw tense, arms crossed tightly over his chest.The door finally opened, and our family doctor—Dr. Ramirez—stepped in with a clipboard pressed to his chest, his expression unreadable.I stood immediately. “Doc? How is she?”Dr. Ramirez sighed, then gently closed the door behind him. “Eliana is stable now,” he began, voice calm. “She’s severely dehydrated and physically exhausted, but nothing that fluids and rest won’t fix.”Elijah exhaled sharply, relief flickering in his eyes—but only for a second.“There’s something else,” the doctor continued, shifting his weight. “She’s still pregnant.”My heart dropped.“What…?” I whispered.“She’s in her first trimester,” he said softly. “Roughly nine to ten weeks, based on her lab results and ultrasound. The bleeding wasn’t a miscarriage—it’s stress-induced. But the fetus is still th

  • Billionaire's Darkest Desire: Marrying My Brother-in-law    ELOISE

    The moment I heard Elijah's question, the moment I knew that his patience died.Between the two of us, Elijah was always the gentler one. The soft place to land. Especially when it came to our daughters, he always managed to calm the storm—even when I couldn’t. But hearing him now—his voice sharp, raw, filled with something close to rage—it scared the hell out of me.I took a shaky breath, stepping in fast, reaching for his arm. His shoulders were tense, fists clenched at his sides, and his eyes—God, his eyes were locked on Eliana like he didn’t recognize her.“Elijah... Hon, please...” I whispered, gripping his arm tightly. “That’s our daughter.”But he didn’t even look at me. He took another step forward, and Eliana flinched.“What did I hear, young woman?” he said, his voice low but thundering in the room. “You aborted—you killed your own child?”My chest tightened. I saw the tears pooling in Eliana’s eyes, her jaw trembling, but her pride still holding her back from crumbling. I c

  • Billionaire's Darkest Desire: Marrying My Brother-in-law    ELIJAH

    I stood beside Eloise, both of us silent as we stared at the wall filled with framed photos. Six kids—but basically seven kids.God, time flew fast.Each photo captured a piece of our life—Eloah with his mischievous grin, Eliana's shy little smile, and the twins, Sandra and Matthew, always caught mid-laughter, Ezrah smiling naughtily, and Eliam proudly showing off his new set of teeth. Then there was Elisha, our youngest for now, her baby photo framed right at the center.I slid my arm around Eloise’s waist, pulling her closer. "If we have another one," I murmured against her hair, "we’re gonna need a bigger wall."She let out a soft laugh, and I felt it against my chest. I smiled too. This wall—it wasn't just filled with pictures. It was filled with life, with memories we built together, one kid, one moment at a time.I leaned down and kissed the side of her head, thinking…If we were given another blessing, I wouldn't hesitate.I'd fill all the walls if it meant more of her, more of

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