Ellijah's gaze was murderous, but his feverish body was no match for her strength. Defeated, he drank. His fists clenched at his sides, impotent rage consuming him. Vanessa had ruined everything.
“It's no big deal, Victoria. Don't worry,” said Vanessa, turning to her friend with a reassuring smile.“Okay. Can you... help him up?” Victoria asked, trusting her completely.Vanessa laughed, flexing her biceps.“Look at these muscles. I was in the army, remember?”“Do you need my help?”“Don't worry. I've carried men twice his weight,” said Vanessa, and before Ellijah could protest, she hoisted him over her shoulders with impressive ease.He struggled weakly, a pathetic attempt at resistance against the woman who had just dismantled his master plan.With the strength of a vise, Vanessa immobilized his arms. Ellijah's struggle was pathetic, useless. Gritting his teeth, humiliation mixed witHe dropped the cup, the soft sound of porcelain against wood the only warning before his arms wrapped around her and pulled her onto his lap, nestling her against him.“Are you worried about me?”She didn't deny it. Her hands found his shoulders, her gaze downcast, her voice a whisper laden with fear.“I can't stop worrying.” You don't tell me everything. You only told me about Camila Ayres and the police... I'm so worried.Ethan's heart warmed. He pinched the tip of her nose gently.“Don't worry. If something were really wrong, I wouldn't be here, calmly taking care of business. Besides, give me a little more credit. Little things like this don't scare me.”He laughed, a low, amused sound.Does she think I'm some ordinary man? Without any skills? he thought. This is nothing. The adventure in Canada was infinitely more dangerous. The only thing I need to worry about here is the poison Ellijah will d
Ten Elijahs. A hundred. It didn't matter.No one would take her away from him. Ethan's thought was a promise of steel, forged in the fire of his possessiveness.Meanwhile, back at the hospital, the air was thick with a very different kind of darkness.The moment Victoria's footsteps disappeared down the hallway, the sick man's mask slipped from Elijah's face, revealing the calculating coldness beneath. With a gesture of contempt, he swept the photos off the bedside table, scattering them across the floor like dead leaves.His voice, now devoid of any weakness, was a whip in the sterile silence of the room:“We can't let Mrs. Carson win the design competition.”Erike frowned, confusion clouding his features.“I'm sorry, Mr. Daniels! I don't understand.”Mrs. Carson is our partner. If she loses, we lose too. Your reputation...How far would he go? Erike thought, terrified. What price was he willing to pay to po
The car screeched to a halt.She jumped out before the engine had even died, her heart pounding against her ribs, her eyes scanning the scene for any sign of uniforms, police cars, trouble.Nothing. He was standing there, unharmed. Alone.Ellijah's poisonous threat... was a lie.A tidal wave of relief flooded her, and she ran. Not caring about the stares of strangers, she threw herself against his chest, her arms closing around him like a tourniquet, an anchor in the midst of the storm.“I thought you wouldn't be back until tomorrow!” Her voice came out muffled against the fabric of his shirt.“Things didn't go as planned. We came back early,” Ethan's voice was soothing, soft and deep, as his hand found her hair, his fingers intertwining with her strands, holding her tight.“It doesn't matter! As long as you're safe!” she said, her face still buried in his chest.The money, the business... it all turne
“Please don't move, Mr. Daniels! I'll call the nurse!” he said, his voice trembling.“It's nothing,” Elijah dismissed the concern with a weak wave of his bloody hand, a performance of martyrdom. “The competition is approaching. JB is under pressure. We need to discuss our strategy. I don't want us to lose because of me.”He struggled to sit up, his body shaking from real or feigned effort, his gaze fixed on Victoria.To say she was leaving at that moment, with him bleeding and still talking about work, would be a cruelty Victoria did not possess. She was trapped.“There's no rush with the competition. We'll discuss it after you're discharged,” she said, her forehead furrowed in a mixture of concern and frustration.“I can handle it,” he insisted, stubbornness burning in his feverish eyes.She had nothing more to say. Resigned, she agreed to stay.A glimmer of triumph flashed across Ellijah
Ellijah's gaze was murderous, but his feverish body was no match for her strength. Defeated, he drank. His fists clenched at his sides, impotent rage consuming him. Vanessa had ruined everything.“It's no big deal, Victoria. Don't worry,” said Vanessa, turning to her friend with a reassuring smile.“Okay. Can you... help him up?” Victoria asked, trusting her completely.Vanessa laughed, flexing her biceps.“Look at these muscles. I was in the army, remember?”“Do you need my help?”“Don't worry. I've carried men twice his weight,” said Vanessa, and before Ellijah could protest, she hoisted him over her shoulders with impressive ease.He struggled weakly, a pathetic attempt at resistance against the woman who had just dismantled his master plan.With the strength of a vise, Vanessa immobilized his arms. Ellijah's struggle was pathetic, useless. Gritting his teeth, humiliation mixed wit
“She'll come.”The certainty in Elijah's voice was absolute, chilling. Without another word, he began to take off his wet pants and disappeared into the small room attached to the office.Erike stood frozen, the words dying in his throat. There was nothing to be said. He was just a pawn in his boss's sick game. Resigned, he turned and went to the darkroom.Half an hour later, with the photos developed in an envelope, Erike made the call.As Ellijah had predicted, the news hit him hard. A wave of guilt washed over Victoria's voice when she heard about the fever. It was because of her. For protecting her from the rain.“Don't worry about sending them. I'll pick them up myself,” she said, her mind already made up.She hung up, grabbed her purse, and headed for the elevator.The doors had barely opened when a familiar figure appeared. Vanessa. Quickly, she stepped into the elevator before the doors could close.