ログインElara’s POVThe drive to Alistair’s vacation house felt longer than usual, my nerves still buzzing from the meeting earlier that day. By the time I arrived, dusk had started bleeding across the sky, staining the ocean beyond the cliffs a deep shade of blue-black. The house stood silent and imposing, hidden behind iron gates and towering trees.When the door opened, Alistair was already waiting.His sharp eyes searched mine immediately. “Well?”I stepped inside, pulling off my coat. “It went better than expected.”He guided me toward the living room where a fire crackled softly. The warmth hit my skin instantly, but it did nothing to settle the tension inside me.I told him everything.How smoothly the meeting had gone.How the investor had agreed to travel to the States to meet Louis’s grandfather.How Louis had smiled through the entire discussion, completely unaware that the trap around him was tightening.Alistair listened quietly, fingers resting against his lips.“And then,” I co
ElaraI could barely keep the smile off my face.Everything was falling perfectly into place, piece by piece, like fate had finally decided to apologize to me for all the misery Louis had dragged me through.The meeting room smelled of polished wood and expensive coffee. Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting sharp lines across the long conference table. Louis sat at the head of it, trying to look composed and in control, but I knew him too well. I could see the tension in the way his fingers tapped against the table whenever the investor asked difficult questions.And the investor had asked many.I sat quietly beside the presentation screen, observing everything while pretending to organize files on my tablet. Across from us, Mr. Victor flipped through the documents with calm precision. He was older, experienced, and far too intelligent to fall for Louis’s polished lies.Still, somehow, the meeting had gone smoothly.Better than smoothly.“I must admit,” Mr. Vi
LOUISThe hotel room was quiet when the door clicked shut behind us. Soft golden lights reflected against the polished walls, and the large windows overlooked the city below. Celia walked farther into the room slowly, her heels tapping against the floor before she turned to me with a smile.“It’s beautiful,” she said softly. “I’m glad it’s for us.”I loosened my tie and dropped my suitcase beside the bed. “You like it?”“I love it.”She moved toward the window while I watched her carefully. There was satisfaction in her expression, the kind that came whenever she felt like she had won something important. Maybe she believed this trip meant we were finally moving toward the future she wanted.She turned back to me again. “You need to change your pin.”I frowned slightly. “What?”“Your cards. Your accounts. Everything.” Her expression hardened. “Elara still knows them.”At the mention of Elara, tension slid quietly into the room.“I’ll change them when we get back to town,” I said calml
Elara Three hours later, I arrived at the airport with my luggage rolling behind me and exhaustion sitting heavily on my shoulders.I expected peace.Instead, the first people I saw were Louis and Celia.I stopped walking immediately.Celia’s lips curved into a smug smile while Louis looked equally irritated to see me.I raised a brow. “I thought your flight had already left.”“It was delayed,” Celia answered before Louis could speak. “Looks like we’ll all be on the same flight now.”The disappointment in her voice amused me.I scoffed softly and walked past them toward the waiting area.I could feel Celia staring holes into my back as I sat down and pulled out my phone.A message from Alistair appeared instantly.Did you get there safely?A small smile tugged at my lips.Unfortunately.He replied immediately.I miss you already.Heat crawled into my cheeks despite myself.For the next several minutes, I stayed focused on my phone, chatting with him while the airport noise faded into
ElaraI froze the moment Alistair pinned me against the wall.His body pressed dangerously close to mine, heat radiating from his skin as his dark eyes held mine captive. My breathing became uneven instantly.For days, I had tried not to think about him.I tried and failed.Every night since the last time we were together, memories of his hands on my body had haunted me. The way he touched me. The way he looked at me like he wanted to ruin me completely.And the worst part?I wanted him to.My pulse pounded wildly as his fingers brushed lightly against my waist.“You came here angry,” he murmured.I swallowed hard. “I came for answers.”“But you stayed.”His voice dropped lower, rougher.The tension between us snapped.I grabbed his shirt and pulled him toward me before crashing my lips against his.He kissed me back instantly.Hungry.Like he had been waiting for it.A soft gasp escaped me when his hands slid down my back possessively. My fingers tangled into his shirt as the kiss dee
ElaraI barely had enough time to calm my nerves before I threw on a fitted black dress and rushed out of the house. My mind had been spinning since the call from Louis’ grandfather. An emergency meeting. Mandatory attendance. His tone alone had told me this was not something small.By the time I arrived at the company headquarters, the atmosphere inside the conference room already felt suffocating.Celia was there. Of course she was.The moment our eyes met, she glared at me so viciously that it almost made me laugh. If hatred could kill, I would have dropped dead before reaching my seat. But I ignored her and settled into the chair across from Louis.He looked exhausted.Dark circles sat beneath his eyes, and his jaw remained tight like he had not slept all night. For a second, guilt flickered through me after everything that had happened between us recently, but it disappeared the moment Celia leaned closer to him possessively.The conference room doors opened before another though