Left At The Altar Loved By A Billionaire

The Walk BackI stood in that hallway for what felt like an eternity.All I know is that at some point my legs started moving. Back down the stairs. Back into the cab. Back to the venue.The driver looked at me in the mirror a couple of times. He did not say a word. I was still wearing my wedding dress. I must have looked pretty ridiculous. I stared out the window. Kept thinking about what Daven and Elena had said.She won't be a problem they said. She never is.Does she know she already signed the papers I wondered.Not yet they said. And by the time she figures it out it will be too late.I pressed my hand against my stomach. Told myself to breathe. One thing at a time. First I had to get through this day. Then I could worry about everythingWhen the cab stopped outside the venue I sat there for a moment. I could see people still inside waiting and hoping that something would happen. Some of them had come from cities for this wedding. Some of them had taken time off work.I got out

The DealClaire took me to the floor and knocked on the double doors.Then she stepped aside. I walked in by myself.The man behind the desk did not look up away. He was reading something with one hand on the desk completely still. When he finally looked up his eyes went straight to my face. Stayed there. He did not smile. He did not stand up."Sit down Ms Wren."I sat down.Close he was harder to figure out than I thought. Not cold, exactly. More like a man who had decided a time ago that showing what he was thinking was a waste of time."I am sorry about your wedding " he said. Then he said, "I will not waste your time. You already know about the document. What you do not know yet is how far this goes."He turned a folder around. Pushed it across the desk.It was bank records. Eighteen months of money transfers. Money was moving between accounts. I saw Davens name on the one. Elenas name was on the second.Then I saw the name.My hand stopped moving on the page.It was someone I had

The SecretI got home shaken.I couldn’t sleep that night. I was staring at the ceiling with two messages still open on my phone screen. One was from Daven. The other was from an unknown number.The message from the number said: Do not meet Daven alone. He is not the one you should be afraid of now. I read these words over and over until they did not make sense anymore.I was wondering who was sending these messages. First it was one number, now another. Someone who knew about Ethan, someone who knew about the dinner that night. Someone who had been close enough to watch everything and was still hiding.I typed a message back to the number. I asked: Who are you?I waited for three minutes. Then I got a response: Someone who made the mistake of trusting the person too. We will talk soon, Not yet. Stay close to Voss.. Sofia do not tell Ethan about these messages.I put my phone face down on the bed. I was supposed to tell Ethan everything. Now I had a secret from him. I had signed a co

I had two choices: tell him everything. Say nothing. I thought about what Daven had said: do not tell Ethan I came here. Then I thought about what the unknown number had said: do not tell him about these messages.I looked at Ethan."Yes he came to my aunt's house this morning, " I said.Something changed in Ethan's expression; it was like he was thinking about something."What did he say?" he asked."He said he did not forge the document, he said someone used him too and used both him and Elena " I replied.Ethan was still."Did he say who?" he asked."He was about to then his phone rang. He looked at the screen and he looked afraid, not guilty. " I said. ". He left without finishing."Ethan stood up. I walked back to the window. I watched him and I could see him thinking."He is telling the truth, " Ethan said quietly.I stared at him."You knew?" I asked."I suspected, " he said. "Daven Cole does not have the sophistication to run something this complex, someone else built this, he

The elevator was making this humming noise. It was really loud. Nobody in the room moved. My mother was sitting there with her hands clasped tight in her lap. Her knuckles were pale which meant she was really scared. Ethan was standing by his desk watching everything that was happening. I was holding the edge of the desk. I could not make myself let go of it.Then the humming noise stopped. A soft chime sound. The elevator doors slid open. The elevator was empty which was a relief. I let out a breath of air slowly. It felt like I had been holding it for days. My grip on the desk. I heard my mother let out a breath too.Ethan took one step toward the corridor. Then a hand appeared between the closing doors. The doors slid back open. Someone stepped out of the elevator. I knew the face immediately. I had known it my whole life. I had known the way she walked, like someone who did not think rushing was important. I had known the way she tilted her head when she was about to say something