"What is his obsession with you?"he asked. "N.. nothing." I stuttered, moving the wheel with my shaking hands. My legs are weak right now. "What do you mean nothing? The bastard was bent on taking you with him." He said. "I... I don't what his obsession is about me." I almost cried as the awful memories of Carlos violating me filled my head. Tears rolled down my eyes as I drove. He didn't ask further but I felt his eyes on me. I didn't look at him but focused on the road. I sniffled. He groaned again. "Sorry," i said to him but without looking away from the road. His phone rang out again. I sensed him pick it up. "Why the fuck are you blowing my line, Angela?" He snarled angrily. I wasn't hearing what she is telling him but I think she is worried. "Stop fucking yelling at me like an insane woman," he said. I sniffled a bit. "I don't....." He paused, groaning a bit. "Wherever I went to is none of your damn business. Just be with the fucking guests." He said and hung u
ELI I opened my eyes, feeling a little pain in my shoulder and ribs. My eyes took in the familiar ceiling of Pablo's clinic and I instantly remembered why, and how I came here. I am currently lying on my back on the bed and I can see some medical equipment connected to my body. A bandage is wrapped around my belly and another it wrapped around my left shoulder. I heaved a sigh as I moved to sit up but I felt a sharp pain from my ribs. "Ugh," I groaned in pain, closing my eyes and waiting for the annoying pain to reduce. Slowly, I managed to sit up but not without getting the same pain again. I groaned. Letting out a sigh, I looked around me. I don't see Pablo anywhere. I winced the minute I felt another pain but from my shoulder. Fuck you, Carlos! I looked at my shoulder where the bandage is. It has a little blood on it. I looked down at my ribs. The bandage around it has blood on it as well. My eyes went to my torn blood-stained white shirt on the floor. Pablo and his fuc
MALIAI clenched the side of my dress, feeling unease and my heart is pounding fast. "I asked you a question, Malia." Ivan said. "I wasn't...." I paused. He raised his brows. "He...I was...." God, my heart is beating very fast. I can't speak well. He arched his brows. "What? Can't you speak?" He asked. I shook my head. "What?" He asked. I looked down. "You know what?" He asked. I looked at him. "Just go to the quarters." He said. I felt slightly relieved. "Th..thank you." I stuttered as I made a step to walk past him and head towards the door, but somehow I missed a step and was about meeting the floor. I gasped, my heart dropping as I expect to fall on the floor but strong arms caught me. I let out a breath, my eyes closed and I am breathing hard. I opened my eyes and saw Ivan's blue eyes, looking at mine with worry. "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded. He kept staring at me. His eyes moved from my eyes to my lips. He arched his brows but shook his head like he try
MALIAMy heart banged relentlessly in absolute fright. Brenda and Jenny are seriously blocking my way and glaring at me. Brenda is the one glaring at me. But Jenny? She doesn't have a pleasant look either. Oh God. This is the one reason why I can't stay in these quarters. Brenda and Jenny hate me. My heart can't stop beating very fast. What are they really going to do to me? "Malia, Malia," Brenda spoke up, scoffing. I felt cold shivers running down my spine. "Little new Malia. You are really a fucking little tramp." She said calmly. I arched my brows. "First it was Eli." She continued. My heart pounded faster. "Now, it is Ivan?" I shook my head slightly. My eyes moved to Jenny. She is still looking at me with that unpleasant look on her face. Brenda scoffed, making me look at her. "You are such a slut." She snarled. "I didn't do anything." I defended. "Shut your mouth, filthy bitch." Jenny cursed, surprising me to the core.I let out a breathless scoff, feeling tears
"Eli," I called, looking at him with emotions. "What did you just call him?" My heart dropped at the familiar female voice. It was Brenda. I looked at her. She is the maid Eli has his hand around on her shoulders. I was too focused on him that I didn't notice her. Oh no. She glared at me angrily. "I...i mean, sir. You are back." I corrected myself while looking between him and Brenda. "How....how are you?" I asked nervously. "Help me to my room." He said, slowly withdrawing his hand from Brenda's shoulders. I arched my brows. "Wha..." He reached for me before I could complete my statement. I quickly moved closer to him so he wouldn't loose his balance and fall. He placed his hand comfortably on my shoulders and I wrapped my hand around his waist. "Thank you, Brenda. Malia will take it up from here." Eli said without looking at her as we walked. I felt burning eyes on my back as we walked towards his room door. It felt like daggers are being thrown at
MALIAI gulped a little at the sight of Angela, standing in front of me. She is looking at me with that familiar displeasure and disdain. More like jealousy. "Good...good day, ma'am." I stuttered, dropping my gaze. She didn't respond but walked into the room and walked further in. I internally thanked the heavens for making her not to react as usual for being in her fiance's room. I headed out and closed the door behind me. Sighing, I walked along the hallway, heading towards the stairs. I descended the stairs and headed towards the kitchen to get his bottle of wine.I found some maids there. They all looked at me the minute I entered. "Um....where can I get the boss' wine?" I asked. I got no response. I heaved a little sigh. "Which of the bosses?" One of the maids with red hair asked. "Eli," i answered. "Over there," she said, pointing at a refrigerator. I nodded. "Thank you," I said, walking towards the refrigerator. I opened it and I saw a lot of wine. Oh geez. Whic
ELIA FEW MINUTES AGO,I opened my door calmly and I saw someone in a flower designed dress, walking towards the stairs. I arched my brows, wandering who it was at this time. Her back view was hard to comprehend who it was. She has brunet hair packed in a pony and she doesn't walk like the women around here. Malia came to my mind. It must be her. I think she is heading back to the quarters. Anita doesn't walk or wear dresses like that. And she has black hair. Angela is right in my room sound asleep. Despite all my refusal, she still decided to sleepover. She is a fucking brat. My wedding is in a few days. Thanks to my dad and his hunger for more power. I want the power too but she is a fucking pain in the ass. I can't stand her. I am seriously going to put up with her annoying acts for the rest of my life. This is becoming annoying. It is more annoying because our wedding is getting close. This is fucked up.I felt a little pain on my bandaged shoulder.I groaned slightly.
MALIAJulio and Angela are still kissing at the corner of the hallway. They pulled away from each other the minute they noticed my presence. Angela looked away and Julio ran his fingers through his hair. He pointed me and opened his mouth to speak."Don't you...." "Malia," Eli's voice interrupted, making Julio pull back and he held Angela closer as I looked at Eli. He is shirtless, still has bandages around his shoulder and he is standing at his door. "Yes, sir." I answered, still standing at my spot. "What are you looking at?" He asked. I looked at the corner where Julio and Angela are. They are both glaring at me. They are literally daring me to speak. "Malia," Eli called again. "Nothing, sir." I lied, looking at him. "Does it still hurt?" He asked. I arched my brows a bit."What hurts?" I heard Angela whisper. "Does your cheek still hurt?" Eli asked again."N...no sir." I answered. "I need help with the sheets." He said. "Um sir I am not.." "Now, please " he ordered, w