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Ghost

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Elara changed herself and went towards the entrance. As she went near the gate a car came and picked her up.

She was dropped at a Hybrid Hotel. It was an upscale nightclub for the wealthy. 

As Elara entered, a maid attended her and she removed her shearling coat and gave it to her. Elara was looking damn sexy and hot.

She entered the pub in a black satin mini dress with a deep V-neckline and a thigh-high slit, paired with black stilettos. Gold chains glimmered against her skin, while her smoky eyes and red lips added to her seductive allure. Her loose waves framed her face, making her look effortlessly captivating. Every step she took turned heads. She knew she had all the attention on her.

She settled at her table and ordered a glass of red wine, which began to sip as soon as it arrived.

A man in his late 20s approached Elarawith a confident smirk, asking, "Are you interested?" She didn't say a word, just glanced at him briefly, then took a slow sip of her wine, her eyes drifting toward a younger man nearby. The first man, sensing her indifference, left without another word.

Moments later, the younger man approached, sitting close beside her. His voice dropped to a husky whisper as he asked, "Are you interested?" Elara stayed silent, leaning in so close their faces nearly touched, then twirled the glass in her hand with a sly smile before pulling back. The man’s eyes roamed over her, taking in every curve. He slid his arm around her waist, pulling her closer as he whispered, "I’m Xander Hawke . And you, sexy?"

Elara met his gaze and, in a sultry voice, said, "I’m Elara." 

As soon as she said that Xander Hawke pulled closer as their bodies touched each other. 

She put her hands around his neck and started to talk more romantically.

Xander Hawke was deeply in lust with her. And went to kiss her lips. Elara holding him said "Ahhaa... you are too fast Xander Hawke .

Xander Hawke " Aha.. when I have a handful of beauty how can I waste my time just seeing it? I should enjoy it also, right? Just look at you. How damn sexy you are. And your voice is provoking me more. I want to enjoy you a very bit each inch and your curves. I am so eagerly waiting for it. "

While they talked, someone from a distance discreetly snapped a photo, sending it with a message:' If you want your son safe, come fast.'

Elara caught the attention of a waiter and ordered another glass of red wine for Xander Hawke. The waiter discreetly added something to the drink before handing it to Xander Hawke , who drank it without a second thought.

After that, his eyes started to blur. Elara said" If you wish for it, you could follow me... for better"... in a husky voice she said. As soon as she said she left. Even Xander Hawke started to follow her. They both sat in luxurious car and left from there.

On the way, he lost consciousness.

After about an hour of travel, they reached a remote place where we could hardly see a few people there. 

The car stopped in front of a huge haunted house from outside. It was never less scary. She entered through gates from outside. How scary it was, it was very luxurious from the inside with yellow lights and interior but there were so many guardsmen present. One man came and said “ ma'am they are in the basement”.

Elara raised her one eyebrow and headed towards the basement.

There, one man was shouting from pain. In Front of him, a man in his 20s laughed at him. As soon as he saw Elara he stopped laughing.

 Elara with a cunning smile told “How dare you treat him like this Sophia. For special people we have to give special treatments. What are you doing? Bring salt and put it on him.”

Right after she said that they made it happen. The man started to scream even more. 

By this Elara sat sat on a single sofa of hers and said “how do you feel Mr. Hawke? Good with this or want more?”

Mr. Hawke asked, “where is my son? What have you done to him?” 

Elara saw a man who went up and dragged the Xander Hawke there. Now Xander Hawke was woken up and started to scream "Hey b*tch, who are you? What are you doing? Do you know who I am?” Elara didn't say anything meanwhile Sophia punched his face and said "You don't know what you did yesterday!? "

Xander Hawke said "What have I done?"

Mr. Hawke was very scared and said "Hey if you want money then ask me, how much you need but let me and my son."

Elara asked “Mr. Hawke, how much money would you give to Ghost?!”

Mr. Hawke was shocked and said “what... The ghost who he... “( looking at Sophia ).

Sophia smirkingly said “she is the ghost... an underworld queen…”

Mr. Hawke and Xander Hawke together said, “So what , we have not done anything to you so why have you brought us here.”

Ghost snapped, “You think you can fool us? How dare you and your son threaten my father! Have you forgotten that Mr. Thornfield has a daughter? Her name is Elara Thornfield.”

Mr. Hawke stammered, “What… what are you saying?”

Ghost smirked. “Yes, you guessed right. I am Elara Thornfield. I am also a Ghost. And anyone who learns this secret has no right to live in this world.”

She stood up, eyes blazing. “Xander Hawke, you touched my sister with this hand, right? You stared at her with those filthy eyes and dared to speak about her with that dirty mouth of yours. Sophia makes it clean. Cut off his hands, take out his eyes, rip out his tongue, and destroy his pride. Leave him on the streets to rot.”

She turned to Mr. Hawke. “You will die in the worst way possible. Pray that your younger son is wiser than you and runs the company better. Because you won’t live to see it.”

Mr Hawke and his son started to beg but Elara didn't bother about that and signed at Rocky to proceed.

Elara asked Sophia “ did you find anything about Mr.Rhett Voss, why is he trying to hurt Tessa ?”

Sophia “ till yet I have not gotten any information ma'am from my point of view because you are cracking all the projects maybe because of that ?”

Elara“ No, find it fast and inform me and if you need help from my PA okay?”

Sophia nodded.

In the morning..............

The news spread that one of the famous businessmen and his son have died...

One person who was seeing this got shocked and took his phone and called and said "I want you to come home today Elara, no excuses, did you get it?" 

As soon as he said he hung up.

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