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Chapter 57 Birth of brilliance
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Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 57 Birth of brilliance
Eloise The gallery lights cast a muted gold across the white walls, each display plinth glowing like a moonlit altar. I stood near the entrance, my palms damp, watching as buyers, stylists, and press filtered in with hushed admiration. Their voices hummed around me – snippets of praise, curious questions, reverent silence when their gazes fell on each piece. My pieces. Each sculptural work sat in minimalist isolation under glass domes or mounted on clear acrylic stands. Rough-brushed silver twisted around molten gold in jagged cuffs and layered chokers. Bronze interlaced with black rhodium in raw, brutal earrings shaped like shattered wings. At the centre of the gallery, a heavy breastplate necklace dominated its plinth – wide hammered silver segments inspired by Max’s drawing of an iron-clad superhero chest. I breathed in deeply, the crisp scent of white lilies from the arrangements at each corner grounding me. Around me, candle sconces flickered against the exposed concrete beam
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 56 Between wolves
Eloise The soft glow of dawn pooled into my atelier, pale gold flooding across polished floors and illuminating sketches pinned on every wall. My fingers trembled as I adjusted the clasp on one of the velvet display busts, fastening a brushed silver collar necklace into place. Each link gleamed, elegant and cold, reflecting the emptiness I felt within. Today was launch day. My rebranding day. A quiet, private unveiling of my new line under my reimagined name – Eloise V. Designs. It was like a testing name, not sure I will be using it. The anxiety in my chest refused to settle. My reflection in the atelier’s tall glass windows showed a woman in a cream satin blouse, hair brushed sleekly back, eyes rimmed with dark circles. I pinched my cheeks to bring colour into them, forcing a shaky breath. Behind me, the glass door creaked. I didn’t turn. The scent of Mike’s cologne drifted in first, clean cedar and faint citrus. I heard his hesitant footsteps pause just beyond the jeweller
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 55 A dangerous offer
Lucian I sank into the plush leather armchair by my office window, swirling the remaining amber liquid in my glass. The scotch glowed under the early dusk light, casting honeyed reflections across the Italian marble floor. Outside, the city skyline rose in jagged steel silhouettes, bathed in blood-orange sunset. But none of its beauty reached me today. My phone buzzed atop the glass table, rattling slightly against the crystal decanter. I ignored it at first, staring blankly at the shifting horizon. When it buzzed again, insistent, I snatched it up with an irritated sigh. “Speak,” I snapped. “It’s Julian from Ristov PR,” came the crisp voice. “Apologies for the late update, sir, but I thought you’d want to know immediately. There’s talk spreading through the upper design circles today.” I felt a familiar tightening in my chest, an ancient predatory tension. “What talk.” “It appears Damon Grey has been showing… unusual interest in Eloise Sinclair’s upcoming collection,” Julian co
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 54 Testing waters
Damon I stepped out of my black Jaguar, the engine purring into silence as I pulled the key fob from the ignition. The crisp air hit my face, sharp and biting, carrying the faint scent of croissant from the vendor down the street. Eloise’s atelier sat nestled between a pottery studio and a minimalist flower shop, its matte milk facade different against the row of sandstone townhouses. I adjusted the cuffs of my burgundy coat, brushing a stray lint off my lapel, and headed towards her door. Through the glass panel, I caught a glimpse of her silhouette, hunched over her drafting table, pencil moving in quick, desperate strokes. Even from here, she looked frayed around the edges—like threads pulled tight. I knocked softly before entering. A faint chime rang overhead as I stepped inside. The warmth of the atelier enveloped me, scented with sandalwood candles and the faint mineral tang of copper filings. Eloise didn’t look up at first. Her pencil paused mid-line as she sensed me, then
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 53 Cracks in loyalty
Mike I sat in my office with the blinds half-closed, the morning sun slicing across the dark desk. My hands itched to type out emails, to approve invoices, to call Eloise just to hear her voice steady me. But instead, they drummed an anxious, frustrated rhythm against the leather armrest. She hadn’t replied to my last text. She hadn’t replied to any of them since last night’s dinner. Dinner with Damon Grey. I clenched my jaw and forced myself to breathe evenly. Damon had always had that effect on people, men or women, it didn’t matter. His presence alone could shift the temperature in a room. Make powerful CEOs sweat under their ties. Make billionaires lean forward to listen. Make someone like Eloise…look at him like he was offering salvation itself. I replayed every second of that dinner. The way she’d visibly softened at his words. The way her eyes had brightened with something I hadn’t seen in weeks, hope, curiosity, maybe even attraction. And the way Damon had watched her, h
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 52 The touch of another
Eloise I dabbed a drop of foundation beneath my eyes, smudging it in with trembling fingers. My reflection in the bathroom mirror looked composed enough, hair swept into a loose bun, a silk sage blouse tucked into black wide-leg trousers. But under the surface, my veins pulsed with raw dread. Mike’s text had come that morning. Small PR dinner. Just you, me, and a potential consultant ally. Think of it as therapy with wine. I didn’t want wine. I didn’t want therapy. I wanted peace and silence. A night without strategising my survival or rehearsing polite lies to hide my fractures. But here I was, stepping out of my Uber into the warm haze of Upturn’s private rooftop dining lounge. The hostess greeted me by name, leading me past sculpted palms and glass lanterns flickering against the Manhattan dusk. Fairy lights looped along the terrace railing, casting golden webs across ivory tablecloths. Mike spotted me first, standing from his seat and lifting a hand in silent greeting. Beside
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