Elizalde's POV . It has become a routine for me to watch her sleeping soundly. My mind is strained, especially now that Kristoff has started working at Amantes Minings. Lizzie is unaware of this fact, and I have no intention of informing her about her unscrupulous former partner's employment at her workplace. I am now the owner of Amante Minings, as I hold the majority of its stocks and have the authority to manage all aspects of the company. "Don't worry, love. I will do what you suggested. I promise that." I silently whispered while staring at her beautiful face. The sunrise will be due soon, and here I am, watching my sunshine daily through her. I pulled the blanket to cover her body. We had a bit of a fight last night, and she kicked me out of bed. I ended up sleeping in the other room, but I left the door open. I witnessed her also struggle to sleep without me beside her. It was a lovely view seeing her getting pissed off at me. And instead of sleeping, I couldn't sleep and j

Lizzie's POV . His being on top, thrusting hard inside me, forgets me of where the world I'm in. It's like my body and mind are travelling to Jupiter, rotating more than the normal axis of the Earth. And every time his mouth came crashing, my knees wobbled, my body ignited, and my whole as a woman melted. I complete him. I am his world. He can't live without me in a million years. Is that the same as I love you to me? I think so. I want to believe that it's the same. "Fuck, Lizzie." He groaned as he swiftly pushed inside me, and I moaned in exquisite pleasure. There is no more contraceptive between us anymore. Not even a condom. Elizalde wants this, and I am more than okay with this. I don't want to think of what will happen next if I ever get pregnant. That's the least of the worries I have on my list. ... "It seems good to be a Mrs El Del Real, right?" I smirked at Snow's inappropriate gesture. As she said, it was like I was enjoying toying with Elizalde around, playing his

Elizalde's POV . "What are you up to, Kristoff? Why suddenly get interested in the Amantes Minings?" I felt my jaw tense up as we locked eyes. I have no intention of being cordial with him, not now, not ever! If I can find a way to get rid of him, I will earnestly do it. "Is it necessary for me to have a specific purpose to be a part of this company?" He gave a sly smile, and our intense stare felt like sharp blades. "The Amantes need more money, and I was just lucky to get in while you were away," he smirked once more as he continued. I balled my hand into a fist, wishing he was closer to me so that I could grab him by the neck and punch him in the face. "Lizzie's stepmother told me everything about the deal. I respect you as the biggest holder of this company. You can rule, Elizalde. There's no doubt about that. I am nothing compared to your empire. So what are you scared of?" in his mischievous smile. I clenched my teeth, attempting to manage the frustration within me. "Are

Lizzie's POV . I FELT TENSE AND OVERWHELMED when I saw Kristoff among the board members. His solemn gaze met mine, and I felt a surge of hatred towards him. My mind felt cluttered and unfocused, adding to my discomfort. As my father continued to speak, I put on my best smile as he introduced me to the group. It was clear that everyone was pleased to see me for the first time. Although I used to attend meetings, I occasionally skipped them and relied on my father to handle things. However, I realize this was a mistake since I should have recognized that the company was declining. The meeting ended. It was only brief, and here I am back in my office. "The Architect has designed this space to your liking, and your husband has provided the amenities around the corner," he explained, gesturing towards the correct direction. Taking a deep breath, I pressed my lips together, grateful that Elizalde knew my preferences regarding stress relief at work. For example, it is helpful to do sm

Elizalde's POV . Great! Now I am surrounded by my father's security team, and there's no other way out. I want my wife. Where the hell is she? What takes her so long to visit me? Don't tell me she's talking to that bastard again! Dammit. "There's no point in getting angry with little things, Elizalde. Look at what happened?" Don showed me the newspaper that he was holding. My jaw tightened as I looked at the front page. Bloody hell. They got a nice shot of Kristoff and me throwing punches at each other. Huh, really? Dammit. "The El Deal Real Prince little secret about his marriage." Don started reading it, and I rolled over to my left side, pretending I didn't hear him. I can't blame myself, and no one should blame me. It's normal for a husband to act that way. Simple. I don't have to explain myself. "I want my phone, Don. Give it to me." I stretched my hand towards him, and he stopped reading. Then, I heard his footstep, probably getting what I wanted. "Here you go." He hand