Elisha’s POV
The 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.
Madeline laughed as if she was having fun with Arman, and then she said, "A wife you can hire to get me back again? Oh, Arman, I'm afraid to tell you that Philip is way better than you."
I can't believe this woman had the guts to make this man feel inferior; I can't help but flash a grin in her direction and say. "No, Madeline, you have it all wrong. Arman is way better in any other man out there, in fact, he fucked me so well, roughly well....he gave all to me, and his attention is reserved exclusively for me. If you think that he is just using me to make you jealous, you are mistaken; he married me because I am the woman he has chosen to spend his life with. You used to be married to my husband, but now you're simply a relic of the past."
After I defended Arman against Madeline's harsh words, I could see the joy in Arman's eyes as he looked at me. Arman took my hand and leaned in to whisper something to me. "Let's get out of here, love...."
I smiled at Arman sweetly and cupped his face, and replied, “That’s a great idea.”
Madeline heaved a frustrated sigh and scoffed in astonishment as she tried to comprehend how someone could render her mute in front of everyone.
I am fully aware that all eyes and ears are on us; thus, the most responsible thing for me to do is to stand up for myself and refuse to allow this woman to embarrass me in front of everyone. How could she insult me by saying that I am a lowly woman?
As soon as we stepped outdoors, I instantly wriggled out of Arman's grasp and rolled my eyes as I said, "Well, this is what you need to pay me....let my father out of the prison."
Arman gave me a friendly smile before picking up the phone and speaking to someone else. After two minutes, he turned around and said, "Stay right there.... I can sense danger."
"Huh?" I have no idea what he was talking about.
Then a white van pulled up in front of me, and four guys tried to take me. Arman started beating them one by one like it was nothing. He wasn't sweating, and his wrath toward the four guys made him look threatening.
One of the guys tried to shoot him, but Arman grabbed the gun and threw it away.
I was shocked. How could he do something like that?
Who knew I'd end up with such a strange beast?
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
Elisha’s POV“Arman, we have been waiting for you for an hour now. Come on inside, we need to have to talk—” A woman who had a pair of eyeglasses glanced at me. She paused a little, then continued, “Well, tell her that we have an important meeting tonight. This can’t be tomorrow.” Arman escorted me inside the house while his hand was over my waist, “My butler will take care of you.” A woman in a suit smiled at me but looked like she could easily punch me in the face if I did something wrong. I sighed, sat down on the couch while scrolling something on my phone screen, and said, "Fine."Arman left the living room when he heard the woman outside, but I didn't know that they went to another building. There's a group of people outside, and it looks like they're having a conference room meeting. The Butler said, “Ma’am, may I?” She was staring at my bag, and I shook my head, “No, it’s okay…” She folded her hand together gracefully, then smiled, “Okay, let me show you your room…” “My
Elisha’s POVI came back to him just to snatch my bra in his hand, and he got a very sweet smile on his face while he was staring at me.“Arman, I’m not playing with you!” He winked at me, “Neither do I…” “Stop looking at me like that, it doesn't suit you, okay?” It feels like he was having fun to make me feel angry, and embarrassed at the same time. I walked inside the room again and put on the bra; after that, I went downstairs and saw everyone laughing and chit-chatting around. I took a step forward and saw a lot of people outside. It looks like I was staring at a group of clans in Arman’s family. The giggling ended as soon as Arman caught sight of me and stopped what he was doing; simultaneously, the corners of my lips began to pull apart in surprise. Arman stepped toward me and beckoned me over, saying, "Hey....come here, baby." “So, is this the human that you are talking about, bro?” The man with eight packs asked and winked at me. “Hi, I’m Zel.” Zel extended his hands and
Elisha’s POV"No." I walked away from him and grabbed my purse. Everyone saw me leave the Villa, and Arman had nothing to do with it. He just saw me leave the Villa and stopped chasing me because it might look like he was desperate for me, so he just let me go and told the guards, "Close the Gate!" I heard his mom ask, “What is going on, son?!” I walked into the street without looking back, and when I saw the gate close, I walked as fast as I could and tried to find a taxi, but I thought this was private land and no public transportation goes here. So I walked and walked until I got to the street where people looked for public transit. When I got to the Hart Empire, the building looked empty. It made me sad to think that the building used to be full of life and happiness, but now it seems like an abandoned building. I took a deep breath and tried not to cry as I looked at everything that was missing.I touched the building while trying to break down but I couldn’t help myself but c
Elisha’s POV“He’s in a coma.” Four words immediately put my heart skipped a beat, and my world stopped moving as I heard that from my sister. I couldn’t stop thinking about my Dad and what would have happened to him in the past few days. “Mom, let me explain.” I tried to talk to my mom, but she was distant and glared at me angrily while pointing at the exit; she gulped and said in a cracked voice, “Leave…..I don’t want to see your face!” “Mom—” “I said, Leave!”I had to leave with a sad heart because she didn't even listen to what I had to say. Where did I go wrong? Do they ever think I could do something like that to Dad? As I slowly walked away from the hospital, tears slowly came out of my eyes. Then I saw him again. I quickly wiped away my tears, and my nervousness went away when I saw him take a few more steps toward me. His eyes were like magnets that wanted to pull me back to him, but I stood still and didn't even dare to move. “Arman…” I whispered under my breath. The
Elisha’s POV He was fast…strong and wildly capable of doing something that was impossible for humans like me. Even though I had been gazing at the wall the entire time, I could only see Arman's face—his grin and the crimson glint that appeared in his eyes whenever he became enraged. I had convinced myself that I was merely hallucinating, but I saw his red eyes again today. As he struggled to keep the car from careening off the edge of the cliff, his eyes flared a bright crimson, and in an effort to keep me safe, he held both my head and the door of the car and embraced my body so nothing happened to me. When I opened my eyes, I found him covered in blood with cuts on his arms, legs, and other body parts. My first fear was that he would lose his arms, but his body quickly returned to its previous state, and he carried on as if nothing had happened. "Mrs. Ashford...." I thought no one was calling my name because I was deep in thought, but I heard a woman call my name for the third
Elisha’s POV “If he was not like this before, so was he a bad guy in his past?” I asked softly without blinking. The Butler smiled at me, “Well, maybe.” I groaned softly, “What’s your name?” He scratched his head, “Uhm, don’t tell this to him, he’ll be mad at me if I was telling you something about him.” I agreed with him, “Yes, your name is?” He politely answered, “I’m Marcus.” I extended my hand with a smile on my face, “I’m Elisha…” He didn’t take my hand because he was scared of Arman who was staring at him at the doorway. I blink my eyes slowly innocently and Marcus bowed his head and left the living room with a sweating forehead. Arman walked up to me and said, "You don't want to ask about the robber who stole your Dad's bank information and the one who took your fingerprint so they could open the vault and get into any account and make it look like you took all of your Dad's money?" I pouted in complete sadness and said, "If it were that easy to find that man,