Author’s POV“I lost everything on this poker table, didn’t I? Now I will win everything back. Mr. Aslan Parker. I bet myself and the prize is my freedom.”“No” A combined scream from everyone filled the room. How could she even say this? All of them had the same thought.Aslan sighed. “Elena, I know you are angry. You are not in your senses. Please don’t do this” Aslan spoke while he caressed her arms.“Yes, Elena, Don’t do this” It was Elle and Ian backed her.“Elena, don’t stoop as low as my brother.” It was Jo, who gave a hard glare to Aslan and turned to Elena. She hugged her, “Please darling, don’t insult yourself like this.”But Elena separated herself from Jo and spoke. “Your brother had no right over me, yet he plotted my sale. My husband had no right to sell me, yet he did. Now, do I have any right on myself, huh? You guys won’t even let me fight for my freedom? Can’t I ask for anything that should be mine by right?”“Elena, you are not something to be betted.” Aslan begged.
Author’s POV One Week LaterAslan jumped into the car cursing. He was breathing so heavily as if he had just ran a marathon, but the news had shook him. He hit the accelerator, changed the gears, and in a few seconds, his Bugatti was gliding on the road at 120. He was honking and people were giving him ugly looks, but did he care? He was still drunk from last night. No, from every night for the last week. The meds too had stopped working on him. He was looking like a ghost, hair tied behind his head, shabby beard, and bloodshot eyes.He broke the signal and closely grazed a car in front of him, but managed to get past. It took him 20 minutes to arrive at the church, but they felt like an eternity.In the church, the man and woman stood in front of the chaplain as he kept conducting the wedding ceremony, but the words were meaningless for the woman. It was none other than Elena.Elena stood there in a white mermaid gown with a small veil and a small bouquet of white roses in her hands
Author’s POV The Night ofThe Party “Congratulations, Elena.” That said, Aslan tried to get out of the room, but Elle caught his wrist. Tears escaped Elena’s eyes and she ran outside. She took a sharp exit and arrived at the back where there were almost no people.She howled and cried and thinking what she had done. Betting herself was not the problem, but Aslan letting her go was. Derek’s interference was not the problem, but his animosity against Aslan was. Everyone’s pleas were not the problem, but what they must be thinking now was. She cried thinking about herself and Aslan. She was no longer angry at Aslan, but she wanted to see to what extent he can go. And he had let her go. He had freed her. He had learned to respect her wishes, maybe in wrong circumstances, but he had come a long way.She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see Derek.“Why did you come here tonight, Derek?” This question was bugging her.He looked at her in confusion. “I told you already.”“No. You ga
Elena’s POV She sat in the car and started towards a new place this time. Derek was seated beside her. She only had one thing in her mind and that was regret. She should have listened to Aslan, his pleadings, and his eyes. Yes, he had made mistakes, but didn’t she love him? She knew it at that time too but her anger took the better of her. And now she was regrettingJohn betted her and she coped, but the thought that the man she loved had been behind this was infuriating. For the first time, she lost it to her anger and lost the love of her life. She knew it was too late to admit, but she knew it in her heart that despite everything he did, and despite everything she said, Aslan was the one. Just when she realized it, her life had taken an ugly turn, and who was there to blame? Herself.If she had been calm, if only she had looked at Derek’s manipulation, she wouldn’t have been in his clutch right now.God only knew what wicked plans Derek has in his mind. Last time she had been in a
Elena's POVTwo Years Back Before Her Wedding Elena was stunned after she met John two days before her wedding to Aslan. The truth was out now. Aslan was the one who had kept her caged and John had come for her. He had come but Aslan had put a price on Elena's head.Her life couldn’t be anymore tragic. She was getting married to Aslan in two days and here she came to know about more dirt on him.She didn’t want to go home to Aslan. She couldn’t go to her parents, and Aslan would only get angry if she will counter him. But after knowing that he had bought her, how could she marry him? There were only two days left in marriage. She had to think fast.She called Aslan. “I am going for cake testing. Are you coming?”“No greetings, no hello. Are you alright, sunshine?” He asked in his sexy voice and for a second Elena wanted to scream and ask him what did he think of her. Was she just a thing to be bought and sold? But she kept calm.“I am sorry. The marriage is right around the corner an
PresentElena stood in front of Derek, stunned.With time, she had forgotten about the promise and had never imagined that someday it will come to her like a bad dream.She looked at Derek's face to try and find out if he was joking, but he was not.“So, what do you want?” She couldn’t believe she had any courage left to ask him such question.“My, my, Now I know why Aslan wants you. You are nothing but fire. And that man loves to play with fire.” Derek laughed and Elena was chilled to her bones.“Yeah, not everyone knows how to handle it. Beware, you can be scorched.” Elena warned him, even when she knew that she was losing every ounce of courage with every passing second, dreading what could Derek Anderson possibly want from her.“Oooo. You can be a dialogue writer, but since you already are an artist, I don’t wanna go any further, discussing children’s book. All I want is for you to marry me.” There. he said it and Elena wanted to scoff, but Derek's mouth was set in a thiin line. h
Elena’s POVWhen Elena woke up the next morning, her eyelids were heavy and swollen, because she had barely slept. Aslan’s face was all she could see. She had tried hard to drift into an unending unconsciousness but would it not be a betrayal to Aslan? Her dying without apologizing to him?She sighed and got up from the bed. She did her business and stayed in her room because she didn’t want to encounter Derek. After a while, a maid came with a tray. There were all sorts of breakfast items on it. Was she hungry? She had no idea, because all she could feel was an acute pain in her chest. The pain of losing the man who loved her and she lost him because of her stubbornness.Now that she was confined, she could really understand the meaning of freedom. Sometimes, someone’s arms around you can be your sky where you can fly without any wings. Aslan's arms were those skies. But it was too late.She didn’t touch the food and sat beside the window. The lush green lawns were now fading as wint
Present-The Wedding DayAslan’s ears could listen to her screams and he smiled. He refused to leave the chhurch. And Derek’s men were beating him while Elena cried her eyes out. She was sobbing now.“Accept Elena, you love me.” Aslan spoke between his heavy breathing. A trail of blood was travelling from his forehead, passed his cheekbone, and almost stopped near his chin. His shoulder was also bleeding and the chaplain was perplexed watching such horror in front of his eyes.“I love you, Aslan. I love you. Please just go away. Don’t get hurt.” Elena cried. The man had a plank in his hand and was about to hit Aslan, but this time, he held the man’s hand and stood up. “As long as you love me, sunshine, I will die happily.”But Aslan didn’t see Faiz who joined his hands and hit Aslan behind his head. Aslan crumpled down on the ground and Elena’s screams filled the church.Derek was trying hard to control her, but she bit him and he left her with a hiss. She ran to Aslan and crouched dow