© S A F I E CHAPTER 31 GABRIELI lean my back on my seat and look in front of me. It was mid-afternoon and the jam is horrible. I'll be lucky to reach Elle's flat just before quarter to 3. I massage my forehead and sigh, not believing the misfortune that has dawned.Victoria Lint, the only heir to the Lint industry, was driven crazy of our separation three years ago. She was my best friend, a brilliant lady who loves to play with people's feeling and bully them. Victoria was my ally and I am afraid, I became bad because of her influence. Though my father did not approve her; he disliked her for she was spoiled and refuse to listen to her parents. She was a devil but I have fallen for her, or was it just an infatuation? A playground love story? I haven't realised that Victoria can be worse than she was before.When my father decided that I should marry Elle, Victoria has resulted in self - harm. She used drugs and abused herself, going to bars and overdosing. By the time she was to
© SAFIE CHAPTER 32 GABE I was stuck, staring at the door, imagining her body leaning on it on the other side of this room. I wanted to go back and take her in my arms and kiss all her worries away but I can't. I shouldn't. I turn on my heels and resist the temptation of running back to her. With a shake of my head, I walk down the opposite hall, pushing the button for the lift. I entered as it opens, my emotions in disarray as I waited until it descended on the parking lot. I got inside my car and momentarily stared at the space in front of me.The problem is almost solved.In a couple of hours, I can finally get my life back on track with my family. I hope Elle will accept my proposal. The thought brought a smile in my lips, I rested my head back, relaxing on my seat. I'm planning on marrying her again, and this time, I'll make sure that she will enjoy every part of it. There will be no rush and no force. It will all be her choice, her decision. If she wanted me to wear a pink
© S A F I E CHAPTER 33 ELLE I'm sitting at the table, the minutes passed by as though it seems to drag on forever. Jacob was sleeping peacefully in his cot, unbothered by the anxiety I am feeling now. I wipe my hands as they become sweaty and cold, stretching my arms and leaning across the table. He's been away for almost an hour now, he was supposed to be here and if something did happen, I'm sure he would've called. I wait a little longer, before standing up from my seat, looking down the driveway but his car isn't there. I don't know what to presume. I called for Neola and she said that she hasn't seen him.Why? Did something wrong happen to him?I went back to the table and stared back at the baby monitor connected to Jacob's cot. I lean down, and listened; there was a rustle, and a whimper, then he gurgled, making me smile. Jacob's little noises distracted me from what is happening but I am afraid it isn't enough. The waiting is twisting my insides, driving me insane. Desp
©S A F I E EPILOGUE ELLE It takes a while for me to believe that what I am seeing is real, that it is not a dream I made up, a wish that I have longed for.Gabriel and I have started upon a rough path, just like any other arranged marriage would be. I hated him back when we were young but ended up infatuated, charmed. He was the bad boy who made me cry and made me hate myself though all of that changed when he and I were trapped inside a broom cupboard. From then on, I am entrapped, captivated by the innocence that is thriving inside him. I notice that this vulnerability of his can still make him love, can still make him human - and I have not been wrong to assume that.It appears to be a mistake when our parents decided to tie us up in marriage; it gave us little to no time to get to know each other's dislikes and moods. Gabriel has taken it as his personal mission to ignore my existence and proceed with his life as though nothing has changed. In my part, I have decided that th
PROLOGUE"Stop."But I didn't dare to. From the moment I hear him plead for me to stop, I continued further unto my plan. Besides, my position is rather comfortable and beneficial for my part. I won't trade anything as pleasant because of a word."Elle, NOT TODAY..."His words made me stop, staring at him for a moment. I can feel my lips quirking up into a smile."Elle. Not now..."I stared back at him, disliking the way his eyebrows were furrowed. Now I have to deal with the snappy old Gabe again. I get off his desk and strut around his chair, earning another groan from him."Elle--""Okay, Okay. I'm going out now." I stated in a nonchalant tone, shrugging my shoulders. But before I completely went out, I gave him something to remember.I lean down on his seat, a smile plastered on my face. I grabbed his cheek using both of my hands and kiss him. I pulled his lower lip with my teeth, hearing him groan, "El-""Elleana Cassidy!" Oops, almost full name. Oh, well. I still won't stop, Mr.
©S A F I ECHAPTER 1ELLE"So, Gabe, Elle...when are you going to give us something like her?"Mom carried my niece up on her arms as she gave us that look. My face felt like someone has set it on fire and I felt Gabriel's arms tensing around my waist as he cleared his throat.We are currently at a party thrown by my mother for our first anniversary. Yes, it's been a year since our wedding; a year since all of these started. This is the first party after the conflict that has happened. It was also the first one which Gabriel has agreed to go with me.I am startled when my dad suddenly piped in, "We're so old. We still wanted to play with our grandkids, see them grow...you know?" Dad muses as he snatched the baby from mom, "Oh, you little pumpkin. Don't you look a lot like your grandmother?" He laughed making my niece cry. I sigh, scratching my forehead as I pull away from Gabriel, surprising him."Dad, let me take her back to Cassandra. I'm sure little Cece here wanted to be with her
©S A F I EChapter 2ELLEI woke up in haste.I could feel the cold wind hit my back as I stretch out, feeling sore and tired as I turn, groaning. The sun is burning my eyelids and I raise my arm to shield my face from its glare. I'm closed to sleeping again only to hear the devil speak,"You're awake now..."I open my eyes and realize that the affectionate man I've slept with last night was again possessed by the devil. What happened last night made me blush both in embarrassment and anger.Why does he need to be so cold and heartless now when I feel great? he loves to ruin my precious moments.Without looking at him, I muttered in a small voice, "Yes, I am."I waited for another minute for him to just go and let me sleep but when I open my eyes, I still saw him there - sitting on the couch watching me like I was some dirt on his carpet."Why are you still here? Don't you have to go to your office?" I chance a glance at the clock at my bedside table and huff, "It's 9 in the morning,
©S A F I E CHAPTER 3 ELLE It wasn't a usual occurrence that I find myself lying on top of someone else's chest - much more when it was the devil himself, my husband. Surprised, I hide my face in his chest, overwhelmed by his heavenly scent. I breathe in and sigh, snuggling closer to him. The morning was a pretty shade of gold and pale blue. The sun was about to wake the people up, peeking through the drawn curtains, the breeze lightly entering from the open window. I shivered, snuggling closer to him making me bite down a giggle as his chest hair tickled me. My eyes widen as I realize that he is actually naked beneath me. Does it mean that something happened last night? I quickly check beneath the blankets and sigh in relief when he was wearing some boxer shorts, his happy little friend camping inside, my cheeks flushing. I averted my gaze and stared around the room as the sun shed light to our wedding picture. I look so happy that day because even if it was an arranged m