Eddy's head quickly whipped to the angle the voice had come from. His jaw dropped the moment he saw the lady who had called him, walking towards him. For a moment, Eddy lost himself in the magnificence way her hips swayed as she walked towards him.Her black hair danced with the wind, making her look like a celebrity. Her eyes were clear and focused on him. Eddy was so lost in her beauty that he did not see her stop in front of him."Hey, mister! Here!" She snapped her fingers before Eddy, jolting him to reality. "Who are you?""Uhm," Eddy suddenly became confused. He scratched his head that was not itching. "I, I, uhm-i..." he suddenly coughed. "I am Martin Derek, a writer. I have a letter for Mr. Antonio.""Martin Derek..." The woman drawled, looking at Eddy's messy red hair. His eyes were a brilliant shade of jade, shinning through the spectacles on the bridge of his nose. "You don't look like a 'Martin Derek'," she stated."W-what?" Eddy chuckled nervously. He adjusted the tie on
Eddy's head quickly whipped to the angle the voice had come from. His jaw dropped the moment he saw the lady who had called him, walking towards him. For a moment, Eddy lost himself in the magnificence way her hips swayed as she walked towards him.Her black hair danced with the wind, making her look like a celebrity. Her eyes were clear and focused on him. Eddy was so lost in her beauty that he did not see her stop in front of him."Hey, mister! Here!" She snapped her fingers before Eddy, jolting him to reality. "Who are you?""Uhm," Eddy suddenly became confused. He scratched his head that was not itching. "I, I, uhm-i..." he suddenly coughed. "I am Martin Derek, a writer. I have a letter for Mr. Antonio.""Martin Derek..." The woman drawled, looking at Eddy's messy red hair. His eyes were a brilliant shade of jade, shinning through the spectacles on the bridge of his nose. "You don't look like a 'Martin Derek'," she stated."W-what?" Eddy chuckled nervously. He adjusted the tie on
Eddy, still trembling, pulled out the letter and extended it toward Antonio, who took it with a cursory gaze directed at Eddy."Yes, Mr. Huxton," Eddy stammered. "I have a letter for you. It's important, and I was instructed to deliver it personally."Antonio's gaze traveled between the letter and Eddy. Something about Eddy did not sit right with him. Antonio thought that he had met Eddy before but he could not remember where."Who sent you?" He asked, slowly tearing open the letter."Z-zara Anderson-Red, sir," Eddy answered.Antonio's head whipped up to Eddy's face quickly. There was shock clearly etched on it as his eyes widened."The Andersons?" He muttered disbelievingly and Eddy nodded. Antonio quickly pointed to the couch. "Please, sit."Eddy nodded and sat, although he still did not feel comfortable.To Sienna, Antonio said, "Go, get our guest something to drink! Hurry!"Sienna stood up and left. As she made her way to the kitchen, she kept trying to remember where she had hear
Eleanor's eyes widened at Damien's suggestion. Disbelief flickered across her face. "Remarried? No, that can't be. Mirabella never mentioned anything about remarrying, and we have no reason to think so."Damien leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms in contemplation. "Well, it's unusual for someone to go by different names within the same family. Could there be something we're missing?"Eleanor shook her head. "Sienna is in her twenties, while Eliora would be the same age as myself since she is my twin."Damien agreed. "Does that mean Sienna is a relative of yours, then?" he inquired thoughtfully.Eleanor shrugged. "That's the only logical explanation for the moment," she rasped out. "Besides, judging by the story Mirabella told us, the man must have loved my mother too much to remarry," she added with a sigh."Or, she is adopted," Eddy, who had been quiet, suddenly chimed in, causing the duo to turn to him."What do you mean?" asked Eleanor, confusedly.Eddy crossed his arms ove
It was a choice for her to make; not just any choice, but one that would alter her life overnight.Just her outfit alone indicated that she wasn't anyone common. She was virtually a queen. Not just any queen, but the supreme queen of magnificence. Looks like she had the guts, to show up at such a place at such a sinful hour. Just her way of walking made heads turn. And her looks? Man! She was gorgeous. Nah! 'Gorgeous' was an understatement. She was magnificence itself. She casually sauntered in and went right to the bar counter. Though she looked delicate, her impression was one admirable to be complimented. But, something seemed off...'Something must be wrong for a person like her to be in such a place, at such a time.' He assumed as he saw her tug a stool next to him.Damien couldn't help but stare closely at the lady beside him. It had been ages since he last took a liking to the female specie. He found it tiring, and worthless. Sincerely, he found the other gender ' morally
Eleanor looked at him in silence for a while.She was thinking if she should go on with it or just quit now. After a moment of contemplation, the former won. She would do it...Eleanor grinned mischievously as she spoke, "Let's play it". Excitement, fear, anger, hate, revenge- all were present in her tone at that moment. Eleanor knew her family well. The McKinleys were one of the most prestigious families in the whole of New York City. They were prideful and she knew how affected they were by her refusal to marry the scumbag they had chosen for her. She felt content at the thought of how to hurt their pride."Shall we then?" Damien said, standing up. He stretched out his hand for her to take and Eleanor didn't hesitate to do so.Each step she took was a question to herself if she wanted to go through the ordeal. She wouldn't back out.!Damien led her further into the room and soon, they arrived at another door. As he opened the door, a wide and spacious bedroom came to view.Eleanor
Alexander's angry voice thundered in the McKinley Manor, as it broke her thoughts.Eleanor raised her head to look up at him. Tears streaming down her face, she met his gaze. He had meant it!"You're just as useless as your mother. Nothing good comes from you!" Alex screamed.Those words pricked her heart immensely.She knew her mother had died due to heart issues. She had heard so from her late paternal grandmother. It was said that when her father started keeping a mistress, who is her stepmother, Elaine, her mother started to develop Cardiac issues.He killed her mother and still dared to speak ill of her.Eleanor wiped her eyes and turned to leave.She would leave, but it wasn't the end."I do not want to see you within a 50 miles radius of this house!" Elaine barked out, a sinister smile playing on her face.Finally, she wouldn't have to worry about such a pest anymore."Markus! Take her away from here. And make sure she doesn't return here ever again!" Alexander said.The man c
The city of New York continued to thrive, Bloom, and flourish for five years after Eleanor left."Mommy, we're landing soon wake up"A crisp voice made Eleanor open her eyes, upon which she immediately saw an adorable young face.Tasha Anderson-Red stared at her mother keenly. "Mommy, why are we back in New York City?""Are we here to look for daddy?" Nathan chimed in.Eleanor stretched her body lazily and sat comfortably. She mumbled, "You don't have a father""Mum, we're not kids anymore. So we're not going to believe any nonsense you spout. We couldn't have been conceived magically. Or did we pop out of rocks?"Eleanor "..."Eleanor didn't respond as she began to tie up her waist-length hair.Tasha continued to speak to her brother, "We'd look for daddy ourselves, right?""Yes," Nathan assured his sisterly warmly.They'd surely look for their father.A glint of warmth flashed across Eleanor's grape-like eyes. She was reminded of that night from five years ago. The night her precio