Elisha’s POVGut-wrenching sobs that tore through my chest as I started to recognize the old woman walking towards me with a pitty smile on her face. Her body was covered in bruises and scars inflicted by my nasty biological father. Kaiser gave me a sweet smile, and I smiled back at him, then Arman took him from me. Arman kissed our baby’s forehead and whispered to my ear, “Go, greet your mom….”I can’t believe that I’ll be able to meet her in this surprising situation, and I couldn’t help but slowly wipe my tears away. Cole smiled at me warmly, and Steffina and Farkas were staring at me, walking towards my mom, and they were overwhelmed. “Are….Are you Elisha? Are you my daughter?” she asked while her hands were trembling, touching the side of my face. I nodded my head while crying in front of her, and whispered, “I—I’m your daughter….I am.” I took a deep breath and hugged her fragile body because she was so thin, looked malnourished, and her body was shaking. I grabbed Arman’s coa
Elisha’s POV"Get your hands off of me! Will you?!" I yelled at the man who kept touching me since it was uncomfortable for me to begin with, and he kept doing it. I'm here in this fancy bar by myself, trying to escape reality even as I watch everything becoming even more terrible than it already was.But there’s a guy, who looked perv. So I faced him and slapped him across the face and pushed him away but he shook his head to show that he didn't like it, and just as he was about to grab my hand, a tall, masculine man stopped him and hurled the bastard man into the table. The guy who just ran away made himself a way to go to the exit without looking back. Then the tall guy slowly turned his head to look at me. I didn’t know how to react in front of him, or should I say thanks to him because he saved me. But there’s something in him that I couldn’t explain. I got up, and he blocked my way, and he asked. “Where the hell are you going? I have been waiting for you for an hour now.” “H-
Elisha’s POV"I want you to come with me." He didn't ask for my approval, but he told me firmly that I had to go with him. "Excuse me, Are you drunk, Mister?" I asked in a confused way and took a few steps back. I gave him a frown and walked away, leaving him puzzled. Well, if he doesn't know what's really going on, neither do I. That man thinks I'm easy to get; he may believe I would love to sleep with him tonight. But I'm not that kind of girl. When I got to my parents' house, Harry was already there, and it seemed like he was having a conversation with both of my parents the entire time. I'm only thirty minutes late, but they're already staring at me as if I have committed a heinous crime. When my mother approached me, there seemed to be a little pause in the conversation, and the sound of her heels caused my heart to skip. "Elisha, where the hell have you been?!" My mum asked me angrily, "Tell me the truth?!," and she walked towards me, grabbed my arm, and asked again. "Where
Elisha’s POV"And who the hell are you again?" I grabbed the man who was standing in front of the hospital while I was mad at him. I want to thank him for saving me again, but he doesn't have to put himself through this trouble to save me.I shook my head. “You can’t just show up in front of my house and tell everyone that you’re marrying me. You don’t know anything about me, and in fact, we just met last night.” He sighed and put his thumb on the corner of my lower lip. "That's perfect, right? We don't know each other, so there's no physical intimacy between us. You would marry me because you wanted to get away from your family, and I would marry you for my own reasons. Deal or no deal?" I'm so annoyed by what he said and his complete inability to comprehend what I was trying to convey that it makes my blood boil.I inhaled my anger, slowly blinked my eyes and looked at his very unusual eyes. It looks like dark golden eyes, and it seems strange. When I tried to figure out what was
Elisha’s POV“Forget about it.” Arman said with a blank expression.I opened my phone, and scrolled down to see the news on social media, and to my surprise we were the ones who were made to take the blame for what happened to Harry, the only heir to the Jameson family, who suffered severe brain damage. Harry's father and grandfather are two of the most influential persons in the business world. Dave Jameson accused my family of wrongdoing, and my father accepted the blame for it all because he did not want my mother, sister, or myself to become embroiled in this scandal. After all, in the first place, it was my father's fault for having a massive debt to the Jameson Family.At this very moment, I am entirely at a loss for what to do. Harry was in a coma, but doctors expected him to leave this world in fewer than twenty-four hours. As I sat on the corner and attempted to compose myself, I cried my eyes out in an unbearable way, my sobs sounding like a deluge of raindrops falling from
Elisha’s POVThe woman who just walked in caught my eye. She wore a black dress that fit her well and made her look classy. Some of the guests met her in the middle of the hallway as she walked slowly and with poise. The host opened the door for her, and as she looked around, our eyes met. She walked towards me and Arman as if she already knew us. Then I stood up with a shy smile, but this woman's face changed as she stared at me so hard that she didn't even blink. I get the feeling that she wants to eat me up like an angry wolf. “Hi, I’m Elisha…and you are?” “I’m Madeline, The Ex-wife.” I was surprised to know that, so this is the Ex-wife that wants Arman to come back to him. In the corner of my eye, Arman stood up with a blank expression."So, is this the ceremony where you married a lowly woman in front of everyone? Hmm?" Madeline seems unfriendly. She kept staring at me like she wanted to stab me. "At least the girl I'm going with isn't as cheap as you are." Arman spoke up.
Elisha’s POVI was horror-struck when I saw Arman beat up all the bad guys with guns with his bare hands and unbelievable speed, making them groan in pain and run away as if they were running for their lives because they were afraid to die. I pushed down my fear as I stared at him in the middle of the road. His eyes flashed red when he looked at me, but when I blinked, they went back to normal. Or maybe I was just hallucinating. I stepped back and raised an eyebrow as I looked at him from afar. "How on earth did you do that? You...You make them look like a loser, but you're---alone, how? Explain it to me. Do you have a superpower?" He laughed at me, “Do you think I’m your Superman?” I frowned at him, and he said, “That’s nonsense, can you just thank me for saving my life again?” I shrugged my shoulders, and let out a soft sigh, “Well, thank you….” He walked over to his car and opened the front seat. Then, with sharp eyes, he looked at me. "Harry's family wants you dead. Aren't yo
Elisha’s POVI punched him in the face, and I gasped in pain. It felt like I had hit a rock, and my hands hurt. I held my left hand while I stared at him in shock and confusion. Suddenly, my left hand hurt so bad that I could only grit my teeth and endure the pain.His eyes broadened, and he grabbed my hand to see if I was all right. But I stepped back and told him, "Don't touch me!" I walked inside the hospital and he followed me inside, he looked for a Doctor to look for my sprained knuckles. “Doctor, can you take a look at her hand?” "Yes, Of course!" The Doctor stopped what he was doing, and then took me to his clinic. Then he said, “Did you punch a wall? It looks like your knuckles hurt so bad, it was swollen already.” I sighed and looked over at Arman, who was standing in the corner and listening to the Doctor's query. Arman's eyes landed on me. I gave him a dirty look and said to the Doctor, "Damn, I didn't know his face was made of metal.""Oh, that's it? So you smacked s