LOGINELYRA
“No.” Mum yelled after me I walked back into the house, searching for her phone frantically while she trailed after me in tears.
“No, Elyra. We can manage. You just got out of a toxic marriage and I'm not about to let you go into another one knowing fully well that this one would be arranged.” She yelled at the top of her voice when I spotted her phone on the top of the dinning table.
Dad was already fast asleep on the table and I snatched it before she could get to me.
“Yes mum! Yes. I'd get married to their son. That's what it takes to get back our company and save dad's life. Can't you see that we're the ones that doesn't have much of a choice here?” I screamed, scrolling through her phone to search for the number of Gates Hills.
That's the name of the company and the owner that my father gambled our company over to and once I spotted it, I dialed the number into my phone.
“Elyra. Please, let's just discuss this okay? You just got back, you haven't even had a meal or a drink. Just calm down so I can fix you something to eat first, please.” She muttered, with her hands up as she walked closer to me while my vision was soiled with tears.
“I don't need a meal, mum. Look at dad, he looks like he would die on us any moment.” I dialed the number and it began ringing and I gestured at my mum to seal her lips.
“Please, just let me do this and we'll see how this turns out. We'll see if it's something I can maneuver. Maybe I can even negotiate something else with them.” I nodded, tilting my head to a side to drive my point and she swallowed as the call went through.
“Hello. I'd like to talk with Mr Hills.” I stated, trying my best to mask my cranky voice while trying to sound confident.
“This is him. And you are?” I swallowed nervously as my mum took a seat slowly and I walked towards the door.
“This is Elyra Dranen, daughter of Van Dranen, Owner of Dranen's group.” I introduced myself and immediately the words fell out of my mouth, I could already hear him laughing at the other end of the phone.
“Oh well. This is about to get interesting but before you continue, I won't make any negotiations. I already told your father what I want and if he can't give me that, I'm not willing to make any other deals with him.” He said in a smug tone and I looked at my mum who gestured with her fingers, inquiring what he was talking about.
I put the call on mute and turned to stare at mum.
“He said he's willing for a negotiation.” I whispered and I watched as her eyes lit up while I put the phone to my ear.
“That's pretty clear, my mother already related it to me. I'd like to schedule a meeting.” I answered in a straightforward tone and there was hesitation in his voice before he continued again.
“You can get a meeting. 4pm today and that's only if you're giving what I'm offering.” I nodded at mum for reassurance while sucking in a really deep breath.
“I'll be there.” I answered and ended the call while heaving a sigh.
“What'd he say?” Mum queried, standing up to meet me as she held my hands tightly.
“He's willing to take something else and we set up a meeting. I think he was probably messing with you both when he talked about an arranged marriage. He already knows you have no other children to marry out.” I chuckled slightly and mum pulled me in for a hug.
“What would I have done without you?” I smiled slightly as I bit the insides of my mouth. It felt weird to lie to my mum but I couldn't stand her getting worried over this.
“You see? Now why not fix me a meal as you said?” She nodded, shifting the strands of my hair that had fallen across my face to the back of my ear.
“Of course.”
I stared at my watch and saw I had about 1 hour to meet with Mr Hills, I better hurry up.
I went off to my room as mum had gone to fix me a meal and freshened up.
Opening up my wardrobe, I smiled slightly as I pulled out one of the gowns that I used to wear before getting married.
It's actually weird that they still fit perfectly well.
“You're all dressed up?” My mum asked in low tones when I re entered the dining as she set the table with steaming dishes she had made.
“I have to meet with Mr Hills by 4pm this noon so that I can finalize everything with him. I still have some minutes to get there and it's not far so let me dig in. I'm famished.” There was a suspicious glint in her eyes but she overlooked it as she say directly opposite me.
“Make sure he doesn't coax you into giving him anything that would be too much for you.” She cautioned as I took up the fork and began digging.
“Of course.” I nodded.
In few minutes of silence, I was done eating and cleared the table, did the dishes and was ready to set out.
“Be safe.” My mum advised for the 100th time and I nodded as I got into the back seat while my driver drove towards the Hill's mansion.
“You’re right on time, Mrs Elyra.” Mr Hills commended as I stepped into his living room and I swerved to meet him seated on one of the sofas.
“I'm meeting with someone as important as you so I have to be on time.” He chuckled slightly as I took a seat.
“Of course. What would you have? A soft drink? Something hard?” He gestured towards his maid and I waved him off.
“I'd rather not have anything and go straight to the point why I decided to meet with you. My parents told me about the deal you made and the only negotiation you would rather have.” I started and he leaned forward.
“Yes and I said I wouldn't be negotiating so I wonder why they sent you here.” He said in a slightly smug tone and I heaved sigh.
“I know. As a matter of fact, I'm here to accept the offer.” He squinted his eyes, somewhat out of disbelief as he stared at me.
“That can't be possible. You're married.” He chuckled and I stood up, dropping a copy of my divorce agreement onto his table.
“Well you're in luck. I just got divorced with my husband.” He looked like his eyes would pop out of his socket when the door opened and the last person I'd rather see right now walked through the door.
“Elyra?” He called as soon as our gazes met.
ELYRA.For a moment, there was silence. Then when she spoke, her voice on the other end came quietly.“Elyra.”Her tone sounded strange—too serious and yet too careful.“Yes?” I said slowly.For a few seconds, nothing happened.Just silence.I frowned slightly, pulling the phone closer to my ear.“Mrs. Carter?”“I called because I want to make things clear to you.”I blinked.“Clear?” I repeated. “I’m sorry, I don’t understand.”There was another pause. When she spoke again, her voice became firmer.“I found out some things,” she said. “About what happened.”My grip on the phone tightened.“What exactly are you talking about?”She exhaled softly.“About Nick. About Radiel. About everything that happened between all of you.”My stomach tightened instantly.I sat up straighter.“What do you mean?”Mrs. Carter did not waste time.“A woman approached Nick,” she said plainly. “A long time ago.”I frowned harder.“A woman?”“Yes,” she continued. “She came to him with information. Informatio
ELYRA.The studio had never looked this alive before.Five days.Just five days before my second fashion show, and every single corner of the building carried the kind of energy I had spent months preparing for. People moved around with urgency, voices overlapped from different directions, fabrics draped over mannequins like unfinished dreams, and somewhere in the distance, I could hear Jane dishing instructions to some of the junior staff.Honestly, I had stopped trying to keep track.I stood near the fitting room mirrors with my arms folded, watching one of the models adjust the sleeve of a fitted champagne-colored dress.“No,” I said quickly, walking toward her. “Don’t pull it that way.”The model paused.I stepped closer and gently adjusted the fabric myself.“The sleeve falls naturally,” I explained. “If you force it, the structure changes.”“Oh,” she said, nodding quickly. “Sorry.”“You’re fine,” I told her with a small smile. “Just relax your shoulders.”She obeyed, and instant
ELYRA.My parents’ apartment building finally came into view, and I let out a long breath I hadn’t even realized I had been holding.Relief settled heavily into my chest as I slowed the car, exhaustion beginning to creep into my bones after nearly two hours on the road. The drive had felt much longer than it actually was, mostly because my thoughts had refused to stay quiet. Every stretch of road, every passing light, every minute alone had only given my mind more space to replay everything over and over again—Radiel, the truth he had confessed, my father, the media scandals, the guilt I felt. It all sat heavily inside me like something too large to carry.I parked outside the apartment building and turned off the engine. For a moment, I just sat there with both hands resting loosely on the steering wheel.The silence inside the car felt strange after the constant hum of the road.I reached for my phone and checked the time.9:14 PM.Later than I thought.I leaned my head back briefl
ELYRA.I saw the notification while I was still at the studio.At first, I almost ignored it. My phone had been buzzing nonstop for days anyway, and lately, every notification seemed to carry some new problem attached to it. A rumor. A twisted article. Another unnecessary headline trying to turn my life into public entertainment.So when my phone lit up again on my desk, I nearly flipped it over and continued working, but something made me pause. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe it was exhaustion.Or maybe I had simply become too used to expecting bad news.I picked up my phone, and the moment I saw the headline, my entire body went still. My fingers froze against the screen. For a second, I honestly thought I had read it wrong.I blinked once, then again, but the words stayed exactly the same.“Questions Rise Over Elyra’s Suspected Pregnancy: Is Radiel Hills Really the Father?”My chest tightened so suddenly it almost hurt.“Lord have mercy,” I muttered.I read it again, and again. Each
NICK.I sat in the living room, staring at absolutely nothing while the remains of my carefully built life crumbled around me.The television was on, but muted. Some news channel flashed images and headlines across the screen, though I had stopped paying attention a long time ago. The only sound left in the room was the soft hum of the air conditioner and the ticking clock hanging above the fireplace, every second louder than the last.Beside me, Star sat unusually still. For once, she wasn’t talking. I appreciated that more than she probably knew, because if she had opened her mouth right now, I genuinely had no idea what I would say to her.Or worse, what I might accidentally say.Anger sat inside me like something alive, pressing hard against my chest, threatening to spill out if I gave it even the smallest opening. So I stayed quiet and held it in.Only that right now, even silence wasn’t helping, because all I could think about was Elyra.I had really underestimated her so badly.
RADIELI could hear faint traffic and distant voices outside, but inside the room, everything felt painfully still. My ribs hurt badly. Every breath reminded me of it, but honestly, the pain barely registered anymore.Not compared to this. Not compared to what I had to say.Elyra sat across from me at her desk, her hands folded neatly together, her face unreadable. She had not interrupted me for once. And somehow, that made me even more nervous.I rubbed a hand across my jaw and forced myself to continue.“It started three years ago,” I said quietly.My voice sounded rougher than usual.“Nick approached me.”Her eyes shifted slightly, but she said nothing.I swallowed.“At the time, I thought it was a coincidence. I thought he was just… someone helping.”The shame sat heavy in my chest.“He had information,” I continued. “Resources. He knew things about your father’s situation.”I paused briefly.“He knew your father owed us.”Her expression changed then, not dramatically but just eno
ELYRA.It had been four days since that night.Four long, heavy days.I had kept my distance away since that night, staying away from him as much as I could. I spoke only when necessary. I cooked because that was part of our agreement. Breakfast, lunch, dinner. No extra words. No unnecessary eye co
ELYRA.I walked into the large mansion, clutching my bag nervously as the movers took in my bag. It had been a week since I signed the marriage certificate that now binds that arrogant asshole and me.I had tried to make him see facts; that we had no reason to live together since we could barely st
ELYRAStanding right in front of me was one of Nick's competitors that I had to meet a couple of times and from the occasions, we had decided it would be best we never meet ever again.He was egoistic and rude and I wondered what his connection to the Hill's would be so I straightened my expression
Elyra"I'm pregnant," I announced as we all sat around the table yet the reaction I was hoping for wasn't exactly the one I got.Silence fell on the entire dining room for an instant before my mother in law immediately burst out in a terrible laughing that left me not only surprised but confused."







