Chapter Two: The Proposal
Simeon leaned back in his chair, tapping a pen idly on his desk, a small, amused smile playing on his lips as he replayed the events of earlier that day. It was hard to believe it had actually happened. He had been the recipient of a proposal—but not just any proposal. A proposal from a complete stranger. He couldn't help but have a chuckle to himself as he picked up the card Elizabeth had handed him. It had been ages since he'd had one of these days. Karin, his longtime secretary, tapped lightly upon his office door and made her way inside, a fresh cup of coffee balanced upon the tray in her hands. Her eyes always seemed to be on alert for when her boss required a break, and this was beginning to seem just about one of those days. Coffee, sir?" Karin asked, setting the mug on his desk as her warm smile fell on the glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. Long enough had she been around Simeon that it needed no spelling when something struck a particular note with him. Simeon looked toward her, still with an amused look on his face. He reached for his coffee, playing with the liquid in his cup while leaning back in his chair with an air of relishing something in his mind. "You won't believe what happened today," he said, leaning forward, his voice so full of intrigue. Karin raised an eyebrow, setting her purse down on the side table. "Oh? Do I need to brace myself for something strange?" She had seen her fair share of odd happenings around Simeon's life. Simeon let out a small laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. "I didn't expect it myself. A woman—an unknown woman—proposed to me today." Karin's eyes went wide. "What? You? Married? To a stranger? Simeon, are you serious?" Simeon leaned back into the backrest of his chair, still amused. "Dead serious. I was just about my own business down on the street when, out of a corner somewhere, this woman came up and asked me, looking at me in that face, to marry. Karin couldn't help but burst out laughing. "She proposed to you? Just like that?" "Just like that," Simeon confirmed, his lips curling into a wry smile. "Of course, I tried to back away, but she wouldn't hear of it. She was in a. state, let's say. In fact, she practically shoved her engagement ring onto my finger. Karin laughed loudly as she shook her head. "That's insane! I mean, who does that? You must've thought it was some kind of joke. "I thought so, at first," Simeon replied, still smiling. "But there was just something about her. She wasn't laughing. She wasn't joking. Desperate, but in the way that you would think: This woman is either out of her mind, or there is more to this than meets the eye of a spur-of-the-moment type of decision. "Alright," Karin said, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. "So, what happened next? You didn't just go along with it, did you?" "No, of course not," Simeon said, shaking his head. "I told her it was crazy, that I wasn't some kind of rebound. But… she was insistent. In fact, she was downright convincing. I couldn't help but admire her courage, even if it was totally misplaced." He paused, his fingers absently tracing the edge of the desk. "I don't know, Karin… there was something about her. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on." Karin raised an eyebrow. "Hmm. Sounds like you're kind of intrigued. You going to track her down? Make sure this isn't some kind of elaborate prank? Simeon looked up at her, his expression abruptly serious. "I don't know if it's some kind of prank, but I want to hear more about her. She had guts, Karin. And something more-something below the surface. There's just no way in hell someone does something like this for nothing. I need to know why she did this and who she is, really. Karin's teasing smile faltered a little at the change in Simeon's demeanor. "You're really serious about this, aren't you?" "I don't waste my time on things that don't interest me," Simeon said, matter-of-fact. "This woman-she's different. I want to understand what's behind that impulsive decision. I'm not going to let this go. Karin nodded, suddenly feeling this wasn't a whim with Simeon on its way out. "Okay, then. What would you have me do? Simeon reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the business card Elizabeth had given him. "I want you to get me everything you can about her. Use this." He handed her the card, which read Elizabeth Hastings, Marketing Director, Hastings and Co. "Find out where she works, her family background-anything you can dig up. And make sure it's thorough. I need to know everything." Karin took the card, examining it closely before slipping it into her bag. “I’ll get right on it. You’re right, there’s something strange about this. But you’re really going to contact her, right? This isn’t just… curiosity?” Simeon's eyes locked with hers. "I told you. I want to know her. Not just because of this insane proposal, but because there's something about her-something I haven't figured out yet. I want to know what drives her, what makes her tick. I want to know if there's more to her than just this spontaneous act. Karin smiled knowingly. "Alright, I'll track her down. And don't worry, I won't let you down. You're going to get more than you bargained for, Simeon." "Good," Simeon said, his voice steady, his gaze unwavering. "I'll be waiting for your report." Later That Day Karin's phone rang just as she was leaving the office. It was a call she had been waiting for-the results of her search. She answered on the first ring, her voice ringing with anticipation. "Karin speaking." "Simeon," the voice at the other end said, deadpan. "I've got all that you wanted on Elizabeth Hastings." "That quickly?" Karin asked, raising an eyebrow. "You don't waste any time, do you?" "Well, when you know where to look, really, it doesn't take very long," the voice at the other end said. "An impressive résumé she has-head of marketing for a well-known company, good education, well-placed. But that is not all there is to her. She's had a pretty bad time lately-her relationship ended on a pretty bad note, and it seems like she's been trying to get back on her feet. There's this feeling of, I don't know, emotional chaos around her. It's not like a random proposal, I think; there's more at play here. Karin listened, nodding. "I see. Well, I've got enough now. Time to put things into motion. I'll contact her soon, just as you asked." "Good. Keep me posted," Simeon said, hanging up.Chapter Three: The Unexpected Encounter Elizabeth sat on the edge of her bed, the events of the day replaying in her mind. The audacity of her actions—the proposal to a complete stranger—seemed surreal. She had acted on impulse, driven by a mix of desperation and a desire to escape the suffocating grip of her past. Now, as she sat alone in her room, the weight of her decision began to settle in. Her phone buzzed, breaking the silence. She glanced at the screen: an unknown number. Hesitant, she answered. “Hello?” she said, her voice tinged with uncertainty. “Good evening, is this Miss Elizabeth Hastings?” a woman’s voice inquired. “Yes, speaking,” Elizabeth replied, her curiosity piqued. “This is Karin, Mr. Simeon Blackwood’s personal assistant. He would like to meet with you at your earliest convenience,” the voice continued. Elizabeth’s heart skipped a beat. Simeon Blackwood? The name was unfamiliar, and she couldn’t recall any prior interactions. “I’m sorry, but I don’t belie
Chapter Four: The Past Revealed The evening air was crisp as I stepped into this posh restaurant, and the soft lighting that hit the polished wood floors made me feel cozy right away. I had been there before, but tonight everything felt different. Tonight, I was to meet Simeon Blackwood, the guy I had impulsively proposed to just days ago, a thought which still seemed surreal. But here I was, standing at a threshold that would usher a new chapter in my life. As I reached the maître d', his expression turned into a cordial smile. "Good evening, Miss Hastings. Mr. Blackwood is expecting you. Please, follow me." He led me toward a secluded corner of the restaurant where a table was set for two against full-length windows, offering me a view of the City skyline. Simeon had stood up when I was approaching; his tall build exuded confidence. He opened with a warm smile as he invited me to a seat. "Elizabeth," he said, his smooth voice reassuring. "Glad you could join me tonight." "Thank
Chapter Five: The Past Revealed Early morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers tracing the delicate lace of the duvet. The events of the past few days had been a whirlwind, each moment more surreal than the last. I had proposed to Simeon Blackwood, a man I barely knew, in desperation to get away from the haunting memories of Alex. Yet, here I was, trying to sort through the labyrinth of my emotions and the decisions I'd made. I looked at the time—10:00 AM. Simeon had invited me to dinner the previous night, and we had talked a lot. His understanding and support were balm to my wounded soul. He had given me a choice: to confront Alex and get revenge or to move on and heal. I chose the latter, but it wasn't that simple. The tingle of the doorbell pulled me out of my reverie, and I rose to my feet, smoothing my dress as I walked toward the door. I opened it to a bouquet of lilies-smelling sweetly and
CHAPTER 6: DANGEROUS YES Elizabeth's pulse beats in her ears as she sees Simeon turn the engagement ring between his fingers, the diamond catching the faint glow of the chandelier of the restaurant. He doesn't have any laughs. He has not laughed at all. Instead, an amused smile plays at the corner of his lips as though he has discovered a game far more interesting than the dinner before him."That's quite the proposal," he says, voice like aged whiskey, gaze fixed on hers with startling intensity.She pushes hard, her words returning to her like a stupid dare she hadn't anticipated being taken seriously. She stammers, reaching for the ring, then his fingers gently close around it with intentional ease. Forget it.He slants forward, elbows resting on the immaculate white tablecloth, every action under control. He says, "No," sliding the ring on his finger.Between them, the air gets tense.Elizabeth stiffens, fixed on the ring now pressing against his flesh. Her brain spins. This was
CHAPTER 7: THE POWER SHIFT The costly walnut desk in Alex's workplace receives morning sunshine slanting through the drapes. He looks not at all. His fingers hang over his phone, his coffee cannot reach him, and the newspaper opens before him.The firm, brutal headline flashes back at him.ELIZABETH HASTINGS ENGAGED TO BILLIONAIRE SIMEON BLACKWOOD!His chest constricts. His steady, leisurely breathing does nothing to calm the tempest building inside of me.Page after page, the pieces examine every element: their claimed whirlwind romance, the passionate kiss at the gala, the way Elizabeth's hand rested against Simeon's chest as though she belonged there.The front page mostly features a picture. Her fingers tightened inside his jacket as Simeon's lips brushed against hers. The globe thinks this. Hell, even the picture gives it a lifelike quality.Alex's hold gets tighter, the newspaper's edges crumpling under his fingertips."You okay, boss?"Kara's voice oozes with something too nea
CHAPTER 8: A DANGEROUS GAME Tension hangs in the air like the promise of a storm. Simeon's office smells strongly like whiskey mixed with the thick leather of his chair. The metropolis lights behind him through the large glass windows, seemingly limitless into the night.Alex is standing close to the door, his fists closed, and his whole body expresses subdued anger. His perfect suit is flawless, but his demeanour is anything but. His eyes dart from Elizabeth to Simeon, landing on the man behind the desk like a cat weighing up its opponent.Trapped between them, Elizabeth senses their wrath weighing down on her. Her hands shake at her sides, but she locks her jaw to avoid appearing weak."What kind of twisted game are you engaged in?" Alex demands, his voice shrill like a whip breaking through the quiet.Simeon is still seated, fingers entwined, his face invisible. "I don't play games." Though his voice is smooth and somewhat bored, his eyes flash with something threatening. "I look
CHAPTER 9: ALEX’S BREAKING POINT The low murmur of discussion and the veil of cigarette smoke hardly let the faint brightness of the bar cut through. The air smells of stale bourbon and the bitter tang of sorrow clinging to Alex's skin. Nursing a half-empty glass of whiskey, his tie is unfastened, his sleeves rolled up, and his stance slumped on the high-backed stool.Again sip. The heat doesn't help him to dull the chest agony.His knuckles are white, and he grabs the glass tightly. Beside him, the newspaper is crumpled, its strong headline mocking him. Hastings Elizabeth Started working with Billionaire Simeon Blackwood.His stomach flips.It is a lie. It had to be.But the picture taken under it—the way she lets Simeon hold her, the way she stares at him—tells another tale.He swallows even another spoonful of whiskey while the fire scorches his throat.This is his fault.He went carelessly, stupidly. He let his needs and greed destroy the one decent thing in his life. She left no
CHAPTER 10: THE TRAP IS SETElizabeth finds her breath freezing in her throat.Though silent, the penthouse is not quiet; one finds it soothing. It is incorrect, thick, and smothering.Her fingers curl into the sheets, and she sits slowly. The city's glow produces faint streaks of light across the drapes, even while the room's corners remain dark.After that, a sound.A slink of motion beyond her door.Her pulse leaps over her ribs. She listens; she hardly breathes sometimes. Additional creaks. The weight of feet on the hardwood flooring of the corridor.She is not here by herself.She swallows hard as she gently and silently swings her legs over the bed. She walks coldly on the floor under naked feet toward the door. The air seems too peaceful, weighted with something invisible waiting.She puts her palms out for the handle; shadows move.Her heartbeat pauses.Her nose smells of leather and sweat. A hand closes over her mouth before she can yell. An arm dragging her rear against a p
CHAPTER 110: Happily Ever After Elizabeth and Simeon gazed atop the structure over the sprawling city below. The twilight sky, suitable for the climax of all they had worked for, illuminated the landscape in warm tones of gold and orange. Once a dream, their firm now prospered, successful and safe, its foundations founded on trust, loyalty, and hard-won triumphs.The sense of satisfaction was nearly overpowering. They had succeeded. The many challenges they had overcome appeared far-away memories, fading as they stood together, stronger than ever.Pride flooded her heart, and Elizabeth looked at Simeon. Taking his hand in hers, she murmured, "We made it." Though straightforward, the phrases carried the burden of all they had suffered: the betrayals, the late hours, the near misses. They had battled for this time; now they had it.His eyes shining with both pride and thankfulness, Simeon gazed at her with great love. "And we'll never look back," he continued, his voice low yet strong.
CHAPTER 109: A New LegacyEverything they experienced left them with a burdensome and liberating weight. On the balcony of their new house, Elizabeth and Simeon stood together under the evening sun's golden warmth, which they had struggled for. It felt surreal, the long nights of anxiety, the fights fought in shadows, and now, all of it behind them.Elizabeth leaned on Simeon to let his presence warm her grounding. They had traveled quite far, and it felt improbable, yet they were standing in the middle of all they had hoped for.Elizabeth replied, her voice a whisper against the wind, "We have been through hell." Though straightforward, the phrases were rich with years of hardship, setbacks, and the unrelenting danger of losing everything. But suddenly, it was different. Though still unclear, their world was now again their own.As usual, Simeon held her hand tightly. He said, "We have survived." Now, we can create something enduring.They had the globe to mold. The business was doin
CHAPTER 108: The Final Confrontation Every report, email, and information from the last several months was set out in front of her. They had sensed for weeks that something was amiss; now, the solid, undeniable evidence was just out of reach.Standing beside her, Simeon grimly poured over the most recent batch of financial reports. "There it is again," he said, turning the pages. A pattern. It's too tidy to be a coincidence.A chill ran down Elizabeth's back. They had been guarded and cautious, yet someone inside their walls was pulling invisible threads—a team member they had faith in. The idea turned in her belly.What are we lacking? Elizabeth whispered, running her fingertips over the edge of the paper, her head whirling.Simeon did not respond right away. Ather Instead, he picked up the phone and called. The second stretched into a lifetime as the ringing reverberated around the room. Elizabeth's breath caught in her throat. There was no turning back.Do you have it? Immeon enqu
CHAPTER 107: The Arrival Apart from the gentle beeping of the machines and the low conversational murmur, the delivery room was quiet. Her hold on Simeon's hand was firm, and her breathing came in calm, regular intervals.The moment's weight pressed on her chest, but it wasn't the fear that formerly seized her; it was a feeling of anticipation that flooded her as she understood her life was about to change in the most lovely way.Simeon's expression was serene, but she noticed the tiny trembling in his palm squeezing hers. His gaze stayed on hers; for a brief moment, all else vanished into the backdrop. This was their start, their time.The doctor's words pierced the stillness. Okay, Elizabeth, we are nearly there. There is one more shove.Focusing, Elizabeth closed her eyes and pushed with all her might. Though the effort appeared unending, the room burst with live sounds. A gentle cry reverberated, and Elizabeth felt an emotional wave sweep her breast. It was a simple, genuine deli
CHAPTER 106: A Perfect Ending As Elizabeth stood in front of the bathroom mirror, her hands shook slightly. She looked at the plastic stick in her palm, and the modest, comfortable flat seemed even smaller today.Every second that passed made her heart race faster. Unaware of the world-changing news she was about to convey, Simeon was downstairs getting ready for dinner. The timer's gentle beep brought her back to reality. She gasped and then looked down at the test again. There it was, obvious as day.Pregent.Her heart quickened, and the room seemed too hot and chilly. Fighting the flood of feelings, she covered her mouth with her hand. Surviving betrayal, rebuilding everything, and healing from the scars of her former life with Alex had made the last few months the most difficult of her life. This was the beginning of something completely fresh, pure, and untainted by the turmoil of her past.Elizabeth? Are you all right there? From downstairs, Simeon cried out, full of worry.Sh
CHAPTER 105: A Life Reborn Simeon stood next to her, his presence a calm comfort. Reaching for her hand, he grounded her with the usual warmth of his touch. They had suffered so much together and had emerged from the wreckage of what they once knew together."It can't define us," she said quietly, mostly to herself. What came before? Looking back won't help us.Gently squeezing her hand, Simeon turned to face her. Always so constant, his gaze softened as he approached. Elizabeth, I understand. But you are no longer alone yourself. Neither of us is.They had built something out of nothing—a fresh start, a fresh business. Now, they had to make it function. Every choice was pressed on their shoulders, and with every risk came a reward. But one thing was sure: they would battle for it together.With her eyes fixed, Elizabeth looked at him. We have endured a great deal. Yet, should we survive this, we can survive anything.Simeon's voice was strong and confident. You are correct. Elizabet
CHAPTER 104: Rebuilding from Ruins"I can't believe we're here," Elizabeth remarked, her gaze roving the strange horizon. The noise of the city below felt far away as if it belonged to someone else.Simeon stood next to her, his presence as constant as always. He had always been the one who could remain cool in the storm, but tonight, Elizabeth also noticed the fragility in his eyes. But we are here, Liz. We've survived everything; now it's just us.They had eluded Alex's faction's ongoing threats, the disarray, and the machinations. It was a fresh chapter they had never thought they would get to compose.Is it sufficient? Elizabeth enquired, her voice hardly whispering, the doubt seeping in. She didn't have to say anything more. Simeon was aware. They both knew that after all they had experienced, it was about physical safety, finding tranquility, and regaining confidence.Simeon looked at her, his powerful, unyielding gaze meeting with hers. Elizabeth, we can make it happen. We are
CHAPTER 103: Facing the Unknown Simeon walked the length of the office, his head spinning with planning and calculations. Time was running out; with Olivia's discovery, events were moving more quickly than expected. The existence of a traitor still loyal to Alex was more than simply a danger; it was a ticking time bomb that might destroy all they had constructed.Elizabeth observed him, aware that the gravity of the circumstance was equally as great on his shoulders as hers. They had traveled so far, yet every stride forward seemed to draw them further into a web of lies and peril.Simeon turned to look at her, his face tight with need, "We can't afford to wait any longer." Every second we put off increases our danger of losing all.Elizabeth nodded, her thoughts racing over their choices. Olivia had provided them a lead, but it wasn't sufficient. They required extra. They must know who is still active and what they can do.She added, her voice calm but tinged with the yearning she e
CHAPTER 102: Setting the Past Turning to Simeon, who had been reading the most recent corporate report beside the fireplace, she Saw her motions tense, so he set it down.Standing up and approaching her, he inquired, "What is it?""It's Clara," Elizabeth responded her voice tight. He wishes to see her, and she says there's something I should know.Simeon grimaced, his eyes betraying a hint of worry. Are you sure you want to go back to this? You've toiled so much to escape that universe.Elizabeth hesitated, looking out the window. The tranquility of the evening stood in sharp contrast to the tempest inside her. She had gone so far and created so much, yet a persistent thought lingered in the rear of her mind. Though unclear, Clara's comments had disturbed her.The uncompleted task. Alex's ongoing impact. What if this was a component of the puzzle still endangering all she had toiled for?"I have to know," she said, mostly to herself rather than Simeon. Any loose threads I can't leave