Revenge Vows of the Billionaire's Ex

ELEANOR It was time for the engagement dinner, and we were currently in the grand dining hall of the Blackwell’s estate. The place was a show of luxury. Every piece looked like it cost millions of dollars, and it made me go back to my discussion with Isla. I guess I could consider myself lucky. I was sitting beside Theon, my fingers curled tightly around my glass as I forced a smile on my face while pretending that Theon’s cold behaviour wasn’t getting to me. He had been distant ever since I walked through the door and while this cold demeanor was nothing new, I had expected him to be a bit warmer since the night was for us. I know some people would say Theon didn’t love me since he wasn’t very vocal about his feelings, but I had learnt to read the unspoken language of his subtle gestures. His love for me was present in the way his hand rested on the back of my chair anytime I sat close to him or how he always positioned himself between me and anything that would cause me the s

ELEANOR The beeping of the hospital monitors was the only thing keeping me company in the quiet room. I sat beside my father’s bed, my hand gripping his tightly as I prayed to whatever was up there to save my father. And maybe my relationship. Dad was still unconscious, and I couldn’t help but blame myself. I caused this. Everyone else thought the same as well. The doctor had said he fainted because his blood pressure was high so we needed to make sure he avoided anything that would stress him out. Mom had not looked at me since. She stayed at the other end of the bed and had not stopped crying as well. I knew she blamed me. I could see it in her body’s telltale signs that she blamed me. “Aiden” Mom suddenly called out and I looked up to see that Dad had indeed woken up. His eyes fluttered open and he looked around the room first to see where he was. A shaky breath of relief escaped my lips and my eyes watered from the relief, but my relief was short-lived when I saw the emotio

ELEANOR FIVE YEARS LATER I lingered and I hated that I did. I was not supposed to, but I guess this was a big moment. It was something I had carefully crafted for years, and it was time for it to happen. “Don’t hesitate, Eleanor. They won’t recognize you anyway” I muttered to myself and took a deep breath. I held on to my limited edition pursed and stepped into the room. The moment I stepped in through the oversized double doors of the grand ballroom where the event was happening, the air became electric, and the attention shifted to me. The room that had been loud with chatter, laughter and excitement became quiet as all eyes turned to me. Yes. I wanted to scream out loud while wearing a proud grin, but I couldn’t. The image I wore wouldn’t permit me to act so foolishly like a child. Everyone’s attention was drawn to me immediately. Their eyes held more than mere curiosity. I could taste the awe, the intrigue and the envy and God, did it taste and feel amazing.

ELEANOR I stood in front of the ceiling-to-floor window in the new penthouse I had just acquired and watched the city below. I couldn’t see anyone as the building was too far up, but I pretended that Isla, my parents, and Theon were below, watching me as I stood above them. I had just started, but I wanted to be cocky because I could taste my victory at the tip of my tongue. I knew it wouldn’t take time for me to put them all where they belonged. They would all regret betraying me. I would make sure of it. A faint chime broke my thoughts, and I turned my attention to my phone on the coffee table with its light on. I walked towards the table and picked up my phone to read the message. A grin broke out on my face as soon as I read it. One of the people I had in Theon’s company had an update for me, and it was one that would make my revenge a lot easier. Theon needed a wife within the next three months, as stated in his grandfather’s will, and I suddenly had a brilliant idea. “

ELEANOR I lingered at the entrance to study Reginald Blackwell. Just like his nephew, he had a stagnant cold expression on his face. He was dressed in a clean three-piece suit, his black hair slicked back, and his expression was coy. The universe must be on my side because they didn’t even wait for me to come before putting Theon in the lion’s den. After all, that was what his uncles were. I was back at the hotel but this time, instead of the lounge where I had met Theon the day before, I had been escorted to a private waiting area where Reginald wanted the meeting to happen discreetly. While Blackwell had the distinctive features all Blackwells had, he lacked the quiet, dangerous air of authority that Theon could give easily which made people tremble at his presence. Reginald was also greedy, entitled, lazy and worst of all, careless. He was going to be easy to deal with. I took my time crossing the room to the table where he sat with his back to me. My heels clicked