Elli stood beside Archibald as they waited for his car to pick them up so they can head off for lunch. She watched as Betty played with his father’s face gently and her heart just melted at the mere sight of it. She thought back of all the love she got from her dad.“Car is here,” Archibald remarked a few minutes later. He handed Betty to her nanny and patiently waited for his car to stop. He opened the car door and gestured to Elli. “You go in, first. I’ll sit on the front.”“Are you sure?” She asked in surprise. “It won’t be a bother.”“Yes,” he assured with a sincere smile. “Go on in It’s just a short ride from here.”Before Elli could put one foot inside the black Range Rover, someone grabbed her arm roughly and pulled her forcefully away. She gasped in surprise, turning to whoever pulled her and looked up into the cold, hard eyes of her husband. She stared

Elli entered the Vault of Arts Museum late that afternoon and smiled cordially at the receptionist who greeted. She was thankful that all the employees were given an early off and with the holidays on the first two days of the following week, all were heading off to their planned outings or vacations. Elli graciously declined an invite for a weekend getaway planned by her staff. She instead gave them a budget for their food and gas, which they profusely thanked her.“Hello. I’m Elli Porter,” she introduced herself formally while showing her ID. “I received a call from Ms. Hannah Adams with regards to the painting that I submitted last time.”“I’ll give her a call, Ms. Porter,” the receptionist answered and put the receiver on her ear. “Hello, Ms. Adams. This is Taylor from reception. I have Ms. Elli Porter here in front of me and mentioned that she received a call from you.”“Very well, Ma’a

SJ picked up the document that he is reading inside his room in his apartment late in the evening when he arrived home from Le Bernardin. His secretary messaged him that she was finally able to gather all the documents that he was asking yesterday and had it sent to his apartment. Carmela had called him hours ago and asked him to come over, but he declined and abruptly ended the call. It was the first time that he did that ever since they started going out and he didn’t feel any remorse on his action. She knew that he was out of his friends but didn’t join them even if SJ had asked her to. He knew that she doesn’t get along with them well. His friends had never liked her ever since they started going out. But he was glad tonight that she did not because he had no idea that Ronald will be bringing Elli with him as his date. He suspected that Florence had something to do it but didn’t point it out. The thought of Elli smiling up at Ronald earlier this evening m

Elli woke up to a light touch on her cheek and she slowly opened her eyes. She sat up abruptly when she realized that her head was on SJ’s lap. She brushed her hair away from her face and looked at him sternly.“You looked uncomfortable,” he reasoned innocently. “I had no choice. I don’t have a pillow with me here for you to sleep on.”“Have we arrived?” She asked instead as she sat up straight, looking out the window.“We just arrived,” SJ answered remotely as he opened the car door and went out. He offered his hand to her and gently assisted her out. “I had breakfast ordered. It’s best you eat first.”Elli remained on her spot when SJ immediately walked off towards the villa.“This way please, Madam,” Stuart Hansen, the bodyguard, who has been tailing her, said formally.She followed him quietly, going down the wide steps carefully. She stopped at one

Perhaps it was the alcohol talking or the mood that the heavy downpour is giving them. Dark skies and rain falling continuously on the roof, the sound in rhythm with the beating of his heart.All SJ know is that he has been desiring for his wife for quite some time ever since he stayed that night in her apartment after she had fainted.Elli had slowly and unintentionally made her own way into his being especially when she started defying and showing her rebellious nature. He had never liked his woman to be timid. Her refusal in bending to his will most of the time is probably one of the main reasons for his fatal attraction to her. He tried getting rid of that by spending more time with Carmela. His mistress as what she had boldly told him. But the more he spends time with his lover, the more he is longing to for his young wife.SJ looked down at his wife and with an inward groan, he placed a hand under her chin and tilted her face up. He lowered his lips to her