Ella walked out of her condo all dressed for her date with a certain bastard her Godmother decided to hook her up with. She was dressed in a knee-length black dress. Her curly hair was combed and stretched so that it fell on her shoulders and her heels were a thorn in her flesh as she struggled to walk with them. Throwing her handbag at the passenger’s side of the car, she started it. Once, twice but it refused to start. What the hell was wrong with it now? She grumbled. Spending almost thirty minutes trying to start the damn car that refused to come up and corporate with her, she looked at her watch. She was late for her date. Oh goodness. “Now I have to look for a cab,” she grumbled. Picking up her bag, she headed out of the condo while trying to order a cab. Her legs were already sore from putting on the super-high heels. On a normal day, she would go with something lower and probably wear pants and a shirt instead of a dress. Only heaven knows how uncomfortable she was in the dr
Liam stared at Ella in confusion as she walked away from him. Damn, he was such a dumb fuck. Why the fuck did he say all of those things to her, huh? At that point, he thought that she would be at her best if she kept shut for a while and stopped being so friendly to everyone. He thought that she would be so appealing if she dressed like other girls and acted like them but now that he was seeing her in this unusual unfamiliar self, he couldn't help but wish that she became her usual self again. This doesn't suit her at all. Plus he can't hear her silence. Never In a million years. He was used to hearing her rant about everything, even the tiniest winny things. He was used to hearing her talk a lot and annoy him. He can't afford to lose that Ella. This Ella was even more dangerous. He has to admit that he prefers the former Ella and somehow enjoyed their banter.“Ella,” he called but she didn't stop. She kept making her way to the cab that was parked a few meters from her. “Damn it.”
“You can go fuck yourself, bastard,” Ella yelled as she got down from Laims car and made her way into the restaurant where her date must be waiting for her. She angrily stomped in. She and Liam had another fight on their way here. He was so annoying to her. She was sure they couldn’t ever be peaceful. They must fight and that was it. It wasn’t because of her, she wasn’t the problem, he was the problem always doing and saying things he knew would piss her off. He badmouthed her makeup and told her the date was not going to go well. He swore it wasn’t going to go well as if he was planning on destroying it. He doesn’t even know who she is going to see for goodness sake. That was how annoying he could be. Fucking moron. She looked around the restaurant and then at her phone for her date. His picture was on display on her phone and she tried searching for him with her eyes. She has never met him in person before and so, she doesn’t know what he looks like. Finally, she saw him. He had
Darling? Omo, this has to stop. She was no darling to him and what makes him think he could speak to her that way? For God’s sake, she was getting angry already.If he doesn’t clear the air he definitely won’t leave the place with his legs intact. She doesn’t want to create a scene too. “No, I do not. What do you mean, Ethan?”“Is this your first time dating? Oh my, I just encountered an innocent princess. I used to think girls in NY are not innocent at all.” “Hahaha.”“Hahaha.”He laughed with her. “You’re funny, Ethan.”“I believe I am. But not this time, I’m not joking, princess. You’re pretty.”“Thanks for the compliment.”“Now that we’re done eating. Would you like to go upstairs with me? I have a room in this restaurant and it will be just the both of us. We would have a lot of fun. I prepared before coming.” He leaned in to whisper. “I brought protection too.”Ella’s mouth fell open in surprise. The audacity of the fucker to have intention to sleep with her even before seein
“Are you sure we shouldn't have a big wedding, love?” Noah asked, his finger scratching his forehead nervously. “This is out of my league honestly.”Eve rolled her eyes, her hands clenching the pen in between her fingers. They both sat side by side in the civil affairs bureau, both staring at the papers between them nervously. “I don't want to.”“Your hands are shaky.”Her eyes fell on her fingers. They were trembling hard under his watch, the ministers staring at them in confusion. Eve didn't know why she was nervous after all, it wasn't her first marriage. But the thought of getting married to the same man who caused her pain years ago caused the bad memories to flood her dangerously clearly. She could envision his cold attitude towards her, his family’s maltreatment, and Melissa’s involvement. If there was anything she desperately never wanted to experience in her entire life again was the hellhole of a marriage she had with Noah. But she was already here and there was no turnin
“Ughh, how drunk are you?” Noah groaned as he helped the drunk lady up the stairs to the room meant for the both of them, her hands pulling on his toe. “You looooot so hansommee.” Eve’s loud incoherent words reverberated in the hallway, the hands on his tie tightening as he held her waist. Finally getting to the room, he pushed the door open with his leg and helped her to the bed, dumping her on it like a piece of paper. He breathed a sigh of relief. “Goodness, Eve. You’ll be the death of me. They were just going to have a meal and perhaps a bottle of beer but as always she proved her stubbornness by ordering more than three bottles of beer, showing them before he could stop her, and before they knew it, she was drunk to stupor. The hassle of getting her to the car wasn’t easy. Eve’s eyes opened a bit, staring at her surroundings, her mouth wide open in surprise. “I’m drunkkk, this can’t be riel.”“What?”“This is really our room?” Slowly, she stood up from the bed, her body swayin
Staying in his embrace for a while, they finally broke away, their eyes gazing at each other searching for affirmation. Noah’s hands rode up to her face, wiping her tears and kissing each part of her face where his thumb caressed. His eyes fell on her lips. Just as he was about to pull away, Eve’s hands clutched his collar tightly, holding him in place. Her head cocked to the side as her lips fell on his. Their lips locked, engaging in a fierce kiss, their hands weaving through each other’s hair. No words were being said as Eve’s hands slid down to his neck and then his shirt, loosening his buttons, some flying in different directions in the room. Getting rid of his shirt, she broke away from the kiss, her lips immediately lunging on his neck, sucking hard and fast while her hands roamed around his broad chest. He let her touch him to her satisfaction, kissing him on his neck down to his chest. Until he remembered she was not in her right state. “Eve, you can’t do this. You’re no
“Why do you want to meet up?” Noah asked the woman beside him. They were seated in a bar, a glass of vodka before them. “I’m asking you, Melissa.”She shifted in her chair, her short skirt riding up her thighs. She was dressed in an overly short skirt and blouse that did little or nothing to cover up her parts. “Brother Noah.”“It’s a question, if you wanted to meet up properly, you should have invited me to a restaurant or anywhere else than a fucking bar.” He’d been busy working when he received a call from Melissa. She pleaded with him for a meeting and even went as far as to threaten to jump off the bridge if he didn’t show up. “I wanted to talk.”“About?”“Do you really hate me now, Brother Noah? I didn’t do all of those on purpose.”He sighed, determined not to fall for her pouty looks and innocent eyes. If it were before when he still saw her as a little sister, he would have fallen for those looks and given her whatever it was that she asked. But not anymore. She was a total