ELENAI was shocked to see Mrs. Grant standing at my door, in full flesh and blood.First of all, how did she find out where I lived?Second of all, why was she here?Even if I tried, I’d never forget what this woman did to me.She’d deceived me also, acting so nice and empathetic when I’d married her son, Luke.But she’d turned out to be a wolf in sheep’s clothing…a monster through and through.How used and broken I’d felt when I found out she was the real orchestrator behind her evil son.She’d sweet-talked me into marrying her son, made me comfortable enough to trust them, only to steal from me.I could never forget their betrayal.I wouldn’t really blame myself, anyway.She could deceive almost anyone with those looks.A brunette with striking blue eyes and the most innocent demeanor ever. Who’d ever believe someone that looked like her could be capable of tremendous evil?“What are you doing here?” I demanded, glaring at her.“Aw,” she pouted, angling her head to the side, “look
ATLASI hated situations like this.Situations where I had to choose.Right now, my hands were tied. And I fucking hated it. I also hated the look Elena had had on her face, only moments ago.I’d watched her scurry out of here, fighting back obvious tears. And all I could do was, well..nothing.She tried to mask her pain, but failed woefully.She was beyond hurt, and I did that to her.I knew I once told her I wasn’t the type to do relationships, and now she’s met Rhoda. My fiancée.I can only imagine the pain she must have felt.She was probably thinking I’d lied to her to just to get into her pants. But it was more than that.The thing is… I actually need Rhoda. Our relationship was not a romantic one..at least to me.Rhoda’s more like a pawn I’m trying to use to climb higher. Just like Elena.But the difference between both women was that only one of them drove me crazy.And it definitely wasn’t Rhoda.Our relationship was strictly a political and business affiliation that could pl
ELENAMy heart was shattered to splinters, my pupils dilating against my will as I watched the duo that were locked in an embrace. Why was I heartbroken?Maybe it wasn’t really the sight of this strange woman hugging and kissing Atlas like they were a thing. I feared the real reason my heart was broken, was that Atlas didn’t even try to push this woman away. He let her touch and kiss him however she pleased, standing there like a tree. What happened to not being a relationship person?Wait..who is she?Although he didn’t touch or kiss her back, it still devastated me that this pure diva that smelt heavily like money, put her hands on him like that. In my presence..Oh wait, Elena. Who are you, even?“My God,” the woman—Rhoda, rasped, pulling back from Atlas. “I’m sorry I got so excited. It’s just that it’s been a while.Atlas just glared down at her, saying nothing. Keelan strode in just then, and Rhoda bolted towards him, throwing her arms around him. “Hello, cousin!”Wait a min
ELENAMy heart was doing that stupid thing again. That somersault thing that left me with electric jitters. I quickly pushed Atlas away, stuttering. “I’m just thinking, Atlas.”“What could have you so deep in your thoughts?” He queried, that fucking glint simmering in his eyes as he brushed the back of his fingers lightly against my cheek. His touch felt so gentle, distractingly so, that I almost gave in and spilled my thoughts. But I caught myself.. last minute. Clearing my throat, I whipped my gaze away from his face. “Well, I guess I’m just traumatized about everything that’s happened.”His pointed gaze burned into the side of my face, seeking clarity, and I was forced to say more.“You know,” I waved my hand, “being kidnapped and all…” I couldn’t add the part where I killed a man. “I guess I’m still pretty shaken up.”“Hmm,” he hummed, and I flickered my gaze to him to see he had his thumb on his jaw, stroking his beard in deep thought.“Yeah..”“Why don’t you take the rest o
ELENA“I want you, Elena…”These words kept replaying in my head as Atlas drove into me from behind, his strong arms holding me in place to receive his thrusts.I couldn’t understand why I couldn’t stay away from this man.Every part of my body screamed for his touch, each time I set my eyes on him. Each time he was close.Even in his absence, he invaded my every sleeping and waking thought.It almost felt addicting, like a drug. Every touch. Every kiss. Every stroke of his thumb. Every brush of his fingers.I almost couldn’t get enough.. and it surprised me.Why was it this way with him?He switched tempos from fast to slow, slow to fast, leaning into my back and dropping a number of light, deep, sensual kisses on my neck as he drove into me.My nails bit into the wall as his fingers groped my ass, splaying it wider for his thrusts.As his hilt hit my spot, I shut my eyes, waves of pleasure spiraling through me.“Elena,” he groaned into my neck, slowing his thrusts a bit, “open your
ATLAS“W-what?” She backed away, averting her flushed face. “I can do it myself. So please, step out—“I grabbed her wrist and pulled her close, stealing the words from her mouth. She gasped as she collided against my chest, her hands moving up to press against the hard wall.“Stay still, Elena,” I mumbled, my fingers slipping up and working at her buttons. “You don’t look so nice covered in filth.”She let out a shaky breath as my fingers scrapped against her skin, but I swore to remain focused, peeling off her shirt button after button. Soon, the shirt fell to the floor around her feet, her supple skin exposed to my hungry eyes. I swallowed hard, guiding her towards the shower. A thick silence hung in the air between us as the water cascaded down her back, and still unable to meet my gaze, she stepped out of her shorts. My jaw ticking, I reached up and grabbed a soap from the shelf and started to rub it against her skin. She stood very still, biting her lower lip. She cleared