"You could set up a consultancy of your own. You could help your brother."Elvie had always resisted the thought of working for her brotherโs company.She had been so determined to be independent from her parents and from her brother. But she knew there were opportunities that would be career-enhancing and personally satisfying. "I don't know; Iโm still trying to figure out how Iโm going to juggle my job without taking on anything else, especially with Thea. Now, you.""Me?""Yeah.""Zander, you need a trophy wife. I can play the game you want, regardless of whether I'll be Bellaโs assistant or not.""Iโm not expecting you to quit your job to cater to my needs," Zander said. "You have the right to work where you please. I have business commitments too. Iโm just putting out the idea in case youโd like to think about it."She bit her lip and said, "What would be the point of setting up something I will then have to stop once our marriage is over?"His gaze suddenly seemed to be darker t
Zander hadn't had a holiday for months, so he kept telling himself that was why he was feeling so relaxed after a week sailing around the islands. Heโd chosen a couple of private hideaways he was familiar with, where he and Elvie had swum in quiet coves with the fish darting below them or lain on pristine beaches. But, if he were honest with himself, he knew it was because Elvie was proving to be the best thing that had happened to him in a long time.Maybe ever. He woke each morning with a tick of excitement in his blood. Not just because the sex they had was getting better and better, but because the companionship theyโd developed had settled into friendship, unlike anything heโd had before with anyone else. He looked forward to discussing things with herโcurrent affairs or business things that came through on email. She had a good mind and sound common sense, and he enjoyed listening to her take on current issues. They cooked together, read together, walked, swam, and snorkelled to
โIf you ever had the pleasure of getting in bed with me again..." Zander narrowed his cold eyes on hers. โYou would be the one to catch fire, and we both know it.โโI don't think so. You did all the work on the yacht, remember? โHe frowned.โOops! Did I hit some nerves, husband, dear? โWith that, he curled his finger, motioning her into the conference room. People had begun to trickle straight into it with their coffee cups and sleepy eyes. Elvie obeyed, her catlike, limber walk telling him she knew he was looking.Matheo, the old cow, opened the door for them before he walked in.โHey, Sonny boy. How's the honeymoon?" He clapped his back.โCall me that again if you want a one-way ticket to early retirement,โ Zander muttered.โJunior.โ He winked at Elvie.โMr. Ass," she saluted.They shared a knowing smile. Zander punched him in the face. Internally, of course. His limits were few and far between, but they were there. Besides, Matheo had just married the morning showโs latest weathe
Elvie knew she was being irrational, but she still logged into the SBC softwareโs Messenger app and group-messaged Gerald, Bella, and Almera. For the past few weeks, sheโd been spending her lunch breaks exclusively with them. Not surprisingly, they had their noses in everyoneโs business.Elvie: Did you know why Kristal is back?Almera: NO! And really? The bitch is here in the building?Bella: Yes, I saw her go inside my boss's office.Bella: Elvie? Why did you let the bitch in?Gerald: You are the wife. Did you let her in?Elvie: Hey! Relax; I trust Zander, and yes, I think she wants to talk to him. No biggie.Gerald: Shit! You have no idea, but troubles followed her anywhere; be warned.Bella: Elvie, I don't like this...Gerald: The sweet part. Iโve seen them together enough to know the man likes her as much as I love getting my crotch waxed. (The results are far more aesthetically pleasing than shaving, if youโre wondering.)Elvie: We werenโt, but thanks for the mental image.Elvie:
โLunch?โ Zander asked as he slid his hand up between her shoulder blades and then under the curtain of her hair, cupping her nape. โIโโ โI know, I can't force you, but I have to fly to Paris for a meeting later today. I got an email a few minutes ago about it. I wonโt be back for a couple of days, so itโd be best for us to get some lunch while I'll video chat with our daughter. Is that okay? Iโll catch up with you mid-week.โ Elvie thought, What the hell was wrong with him? One moment, he was being an ass, and the next? Aโgigantic tease? But she refused to show her disappointment. It was unreasonable of her to expect his career to take a back seat when she had her own professional commitments that couldnโt be cancelled at short notice. It had been a logistical nightmare to take this week off as it was. But it worried her that this would be an on-going pattern in their future relationship. How long before his 'catch-ups' with her became not weekly but monthly, or even less frequent?
Love? Really? Elvie could feel her cheeks warming up like hotplates on a cooktop. โYes, well, Zander certainly knows his way around a womanโs body. The thing is, am I going to be enough for him? He doesnโt love me. He cares about me and our child, but it wasn't enough.โ I want more. She thought to herself. Bella did her cute little bunny twitch again. โOhโฆโ โNot exactly what a girl wants to hear on her honeymoon.โ โNo, but words arenโt everything,โ Bella said. โActions are what count, and it looks like you two have had plenty of that over the last week.โ โHeโs keeping things to himself. And you know I'm still not over how my brother left me with nothing but a wink.โ Bella blinked. โSo? Zander is rich and has a lot of connections. He can find Joey anytime if he wants. Besides, arenโt you asking him? I mean, they were once the best of friends, right?โ โWhy should I?โ โBecause thatโs what brides do. They confide everything to their husbands.โ Elvie sighed. โBut I donโt want to
Elvie got back from the High Fashion department the following day to find a beautiful bouquet of flowers on her desk. She picked up the card and read the message.I miss you.From Zander.Her heart gave a leap, and she pressed the card against her chest just as the receptionist buzzed her on the intercom, โMrs. Stanton, your brother is here. Have you got time to see him?โJoey?Elvie put the card down on her desk. Joey was here in Scotland. Why hadnโt Zander mentioned it? Or was it a spontaneous trip? But that didnโt seem like Joey at all. He was notoriously not a homebody through and through. He didnโt really enjoy travelling all that much and had said only recently how content he was to stay at home.โSure. Thanks a lot," she replied, put down the phone, and turned her head to Bella. โGirl, I havenโt got anyone till four, have I?โโNo, youโre all good. Should I send him to Zander's office? You can talk there in private.โElvie nodded, stood, fixed herself, and went to Zanderโs offic
Zander frowned. โJoey is here in Scotland?โElvie nodded. โYes, he flew over to talk to me face to face.โโAboutโฆ?โโAbout something, umโhe is going to visit his shrink again, he said he is sick again."โIs he using drugs again, Elvie?โโI'm not sure, but he said he didn't do drugs anymore.โโAnd you believe him?โโYes.โ Elvie groaned. โHe is my brother, Zander, I can't let him down, and... Without the company to keep him busy, I don't know how he would surviveโโZanderโs brows snapped together.โYou gave him money?โElvie slipped out of his hold and stood some distance from him with her arms crossed over her body, her hands cupping her elbows. โYes. I gave him my ATM.โโYour savings? Really?โโYes.โโAre you that crazy?โโZanderโโHe shook his head as if the situation were beyond belief. โHeโs a fool. A damn fool. What are you going to do now? Heโll empty it in a day. How can you be so naive?โโIโโ Elvie groaned in silent anger, keeping her gaze steady on his. โHe said he'd use it fo
โI need you to turn my maybe into a definitely." Zander crawled into Elvieโs bed at the end of that gruelling Monday in the office. โYeah, right. What are you doing here? Thea willโโ โCome on, can a man get some time alone with his wife?โ Elvie rolled her eyes, but she didnโt kick him out, even though a small, vindictive part of her wanted to. Life was too short to deprive yourself of spending time with those you loveโsomething Iโd learned the hard way. She thought to herself. His body seemed to mould into her massive mattress. Somehow, he fit. If there was one thing sheโd realised this year, it was that sometimes they belong in the last place they thought theyโd ever be. โWife, letโs turn maybe into definitely.โ โHow can I do that?โ she put her thriller in her lap and let his arm loop around her waist, dragging her into the crook of his shoulder. His lips fluttered along her neck. โStay at SBC, stay with me no matter how this sh*t turns out. I canโt make it without you.โ โMake
They went home to his mansion. To his cockโs disappointment, he slept in the master bedroom alone because Thea was sick and Elvie slept in her room. But it was still better than sleeping in a million-star hotel or at the Stanton Towers, which he couldnโt even look at after heโd learned what he had about his father not being his real father. He wasnโt the one whoโd cheated on him. Yet Zander was the one whoโd taken most of Matheoโs wrath. In the morning, Elvie gave her brother a shake from what looked like sewer water, green puke, and misery and slid a bowl of cereal his way. It wasnโt even a brand. It was poured right out of a six-pound industrial box with a Costco logo. โWhere is the chef?โ โVacationโฆhalf of the staff too.โ Elvie smiled. โCavities and diabetes. Breakfast of champions,โ Zander muttered into the bowl as he took a spoonful. โMy apologies. Our room service doesnโt work on Mondays. Butler is sick. No chef, yeah so, stick with me!โ Elvie took a seat next to her dad a
Zander set the papers down, sitting on the edge of her desk and lacing his fingers nonchalantly. So Matheo had planned it all along. The old cow killed his parents. His meeting Elvie, his falling in love with her, giving up on the Davis familyโevery single thing And heโd walked right into his trap. Well, almost. He would pay! Dearly. Zander thought to himself. He didnโt make the mistake of asking Elvie if sheโd known about it. Of course she hadnโt. Instead, he focused on how to deal with this shit. โWeโve both been set up,โ he said. โAnd heโthe bastardโkilled my parents!โ His voice shuddered with enough hatred to melt the antarctic. And though he had his doubts before, he disregarded his instinct and thought that Matheo wasn't capable of doing such nineious things. โHeโwill pay! I will make sure heโโ "Zander." She put a hand on his shoulder, and he resisted the urge to pull her into him and bury his face in her hair. โI'm sorry." Elvie had this touch that made sh*t go away. Bad shi
The word โmusicโ comes from the Muses, goddesses of the arts in Greek mythology.I never said it before, because I thought it was tacky, but youโre my goddess (especially your ass).โZanderJohn Lennon started his music career as a choir boy.I never said it before, because it terrified me to admit it, but youโre my church (although I plan to be inside you way more than just on Sundays).โZanderYour heart mimics the beat of the music youโre listening to.I didnโt know I even had one before you came along, and now I do, and it hurts like a motherfucker (thanks for that).โZanderRemember in university? I stole your iPod before you stole my wallet. It was tucked inside my jacket before I even removed your panties. I wanted to know what you were listening to. (And I was sorely disappointed there were no Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake songs in sight, because it made not falling for you so much fucking harder.)โZanderI tried to tell myself I broke up my contract with Kristal and her f
Her heart was that of a lonely hunter.Yes and everything hurts.Elvie had always thought she was doomed by not being able to fall in love, but once she did fall, she wished she hadnโt. Now it hurt when she breathed, when she walked the hallways at work, and each time in between, when she caught sight of the person with a sharp suit and even sharper tongue moving past her, firing orders at Bella or bantering with the rest of the newsroom staff.A few weeks had passed. Four weeks after heโd shown up at her doorstep with flowers and chocolate, Zander had invited everyone into the conference room and announced that heโd given up his position and would only be staying for another month.After he made that announcement, heโd shot her a look, searching her face. Whatever he found there made him ask her to stay after the meeting was over so they could talk about it.Sheโd wanted to badly, but she knew nothing had changed. Though he often talked to Thea and visited her when he wasn't busy, he
Kristal had been a no-show during those terrible days, but he still remembered the flowers and pastry the family had sent every morning, her mother checking in on him, and her grandmother calling him three times a day to make sure he ate, showered, and breathed. Bella turned around, reaching for the door handle. Zander kept his face blasรฉ. โGood luck explaining it to everyone, sir. Because let me tell you somethingโthe moment Elvie walked into the room and into your life again, she changed you. It wasnโt profound. It was even more gradual, but it was there. In the way you started smiling, the way you softened towards your employeesโjust a littleโand started doing the right thing by yourself and Kristal. But standing here?โ She shook her head. โI think that man just bailed on us, and it saddens me because I was looking forward to working with and befriending the new Zander.โ Fuck! Bella closed the door behind her, and he looked to the glass wall, catching Elvie unpacking her lunch a
Elvie was about to round the corner and turn onto the street when a limo pulled up at the curb and the passenger door flung open. Her eyes widened, and she stopped in an instant. Her brother was no Liam Neeson, and if she was going to get kidnapped, she very much doubted she could be saved. She turned around to look at the person getting out of the vehicle. It was Kristal, dressed to impress in what looked like a cocktail gown. She seemed to be alone.โCan I help you?โ Elvie cocked her head. She wanted to be strong, but she was tired, hungry, and annoyed. And pissed at herselfโso pissed that sheโd let herself get carried away with a man like Zander Stanton. She usually made smart choices. She was a salad girl, and he was a deep-fried chocolate lava cake.โMe? No, though Iโm sure youโll do it at some point once you get fired, divorced, and have to become a waitress to support your slutty ways.โ She walked towards her on her high heels. The limo driver looked the other way, like he coul
On the way to work, Gerald told her in her earbuds that theyโre spending the treasure that love cannot afford, and Elvie nodded, not only to the rhythm but to the sentiment. Her shoes were blood red, and sheโd spent the ride dying their laces black with a Sharpie.She walked into the office, not knowing what to expect. The professional side was going to be evidently extra depressing. But last night, Zander and she showcased their hearts like they were on a window display when they touchedโcrawling into each otherโs mouths and seeping into each otherโs souls. Then sheโd left, without a message or a phone call. It was not her most mature moment, but she was sure he needed time to think too.Elvie walked the hallway, ignoring the judgy looks and raised eyebrows people tried to pin her with. One of the secretaries passed her and winced. She didnโt say anything, but one look at her face told Elvie she was in for an unpleasant surprise. What the hell was wrong with these people? Why on eart
Her legs were up before she knew it, carrying her to the exit. No explanation. No apologies. Elvie felt his grave steps thumping in her hollow chest as he followed her out. It was raining outsideโthe kind of dirty, humid rain to break the pulses of summer heat. It reminded her of the day theyโd met at the university, of the carnal desperation that ate at her back then, and of the fact that she was still alone.Elvie felt his hand on my shoulder as he swivelled her around sharply. He jerked her into his arms.I didnโt want him to let go.I didnโt want him to keep me there, either. She thought.โI wish Iโd never met you.โ My fists pounded his chest, and he took it. Maybe because he knew he deserved it. His mouth pressed against my cheek felt like a rusty, hot blade. The world felt like it was ending, even though I knew it couldnโt be.The vane of his breath sliced through my ear. โI wish that, too.โThat night, the sex was different.Slow, intense, and angry. Every thrust was a punishme