When I regained consciousness after the sleep I didn't realize I had been engulfed in, the surroundings were laden with a strong masculine fragrance. And in the midst of all of this, I feel that I am safe. When I opened my eyes, I looked at both sides and realized I was lying on a king-sized bed in a different room. A room that I feel so strongly connected with. I closed my eyes once more, trying to recall what had happened and where Matt was in all of this. Elliot has already rescued me, so I know I'm safe. And this room does not give me the same chills as the one I was in before it. This room feels like Elliot's, so comforting despite the very manly appearance. Thinking about Elliot made my mind a jumbled mess. The last thing I remember was wanting to start a conversation with him, but he stopped me and urged me to relax. The next thing I knew, I was overwhelmed with exhaustion and weariness. I can't help but wonder if Matt is worrying about me as I lie in bed with my eyes closed.
"I'm at a loss for words now, Ari. I really don't know what to say to make you feel better. I have no words except that I'm sorry for hurting you. As much as I want to, I don't have any explanations or excuses anymore. I apologize for all I did, but I did everything that I did because I cared about you so deeply. And everything I've told you is true. Ariella, my feelings for you are genuine. Even if you don't trust a single word I say, believe the feelings I've expressed truthfully, since I'll never lie to you about how I really feel. I can lie about everything else, but not how much you mean to me." My tears are flowing again as he said this. I honestly regret inflicting him pain with my statements and my actions. I never once doubted the genuineness of his feelings for me. What I hated was his actions in showing that love. But now I understand where he is coming from. He just wants to safeguard me from all harm. And if I could take back all the hurtful words that I said, if there
"You! It really is you! I cannot believe this. You! You're that woman! I know you!" I simply cannot stop myself from becoming outraged and agitated when I saw her. And no matter how much effort I strive to remain composed and collected for Elliot, I absolutely can't. Seeing her again brings back so many memories for me. I've been plagued with painful recollections of what she did to me. I will always see her as the one who tries to sabotage my relationship with Matt, even though I know Elliot has a part in that too. I decided to move away from Elliot and inched closer to the woman, who was still smiling at me despite the rage that I was showing her. "What are you doing here? Why are you here?" I started shouting, clenching my fists tightly in an attempt to alleviate my debilitating impulses. "Why is she here?" I exclaimed once more, directing my attention to Elliot this time. "Hey, Ari, baby, calm down." Elliot said as his arms wrapped around my waist, trying his best to constrain me
"What?!" "What is the truth about her relationship with Matt, Elliot? And why does it have to be her out of all the women you could fall for? You've hurt me tremendously before, and now your actions are hurting me over and over again." A beaming smile suddenly appeared on his face as he realized something from the words that I had spoken. He slowly approached me and decided to embrace me without uttering anything. And I was frozen in my place because of that action from him that I never expected. He doesn't say anything, yet that hug is full of emotions. All of the unstated sentiments and feelings are conveyed through the hug. And I simply can not help but reciprocate. I do have a lot of things to say to him, but at this moment, the silence speaks for everything between us. "Why do you always have to cast and pass judgement on me, Ari? Why do you have to continually see the worst in me and my words?" I couldn't say anything. What else should I say in response? I inevitably judge h
I've been staying at Elliot's home for more than a week now. I was glad that he did not force me again to go home to my family. That discussion ended when he told me everything he knew about Matt. And after that day, when I almost scratched her gorgeous face, I never saw Chloe again. And I was relieved that she never returned. Despite Elliot's explanations, I am still not interested in meeting her or seeing her again. I would rather not see her because, regardless of the fact that she is a farce, I still regard her as a threat, not to my relationship with Matt but rather to Elliot and me. And once again, I realized how messed up I am with my contradictory emotions. I am unfair, and I know that very well. Why do I always put a lot of pressure on Elliot to tell me the truth about everything when it's always me who is not really forthright about my feelings? Why do I always expect him to be honest with me at all times when I can't even be honest with myself? In my heart, I know I can'
"You're talking in circles yet again, hon. Tell me about the issue you want to discuss." He heaved out a heavy sigh. "Um, I, Elliot, I-" He caressed my arms and shook his head. "Hey, Ari, why are you hesitating at all? What's the problem? You can tell me anything without feeling uneasy and anxious because it's just me. You know, you're free to just be by yourself in front of me. I won't judge you, and you know that." My heart started to beat faster than usual. I'm not sure whether this is the right time and place, but I felt compelled to tell him everything I'd been holding back for so long. I know he won't judge me, but I don't want him to assume that I'm on the rebound again. But, I still think that now seems to be the perfect moment to tell him everything. And it doesn't matter to me if he doesn't return my feelings; what's important is that I told him. I just wanted to be honest with him this time. There are also still a lot of things I really have to take care of, including w
"Hey, lover boy, thank you for agreeing to the meeting today, and an even bigger thank you for showing up and spending time away from your lady love." Kyle's obnoxious prodding began the instant I stepped inside my office. I went directly to my place, ignoring his shitty comments. I thought of going to the office to discuss things with Kyle and Briton. Ari asked if she could go out for a little while, and I consented, with the understanding that she would be accompanied by bodyguards to secure her safety. I don't really want to keep her at my place either and bore her. I know she needs to get out there and amuse herself in order to forget about all of the things that have happened to her. As soon as I was seated, Brit peered at me with the same smug expression as Kyle, and I knew these two bastards were probably going to try to irritate and annoy me again. "Boss, it appears you've had a fantastic week, hasn't it?" He begins by asking. I pretended I wasn't paying any attention to the
Ariella was seething with indignation and fury once more. And she doesn't even seem to care either way while she spars with Elliot, Kyle, and Brit, who are all sitting there looking at her incredulously. All she ever wanted was to know the whole truth, but no matter what she got, it was always a lie. A blatant lie. She was always deceived by the people she thought cared for her. She continued to stare at the three men as tears streamed down her cheeks. They were all completely mistaken if they assumed she would recede or if they thought she would feel intimidated by their presence. Elliot Allister is clearly mistaken when he concludes that she is the same delicate girl she used to be. Ariella did not incline to cry. She didn't want them to see her tears, but she couldn't help herself in front of the three bastards who kept conniving behind her back. She is in excruciating pain and is completely going insane with the truth that once again she was misled. And all she ever wanted to do