All Chapters of CONTRACT OF FATE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

Alexander’s POVThe boardroom was silent. This air was tended and thick, it almost seemed suffocating. I sat at the head of the long polished table, my fingers drumming on the table. I had prepared for this moment but now it was taking long.Across me, the board members sat silently waiting for the meeting to commence. Then the meeting was about to commence, the board members murmured among themselves. Their expressions blank and unreadable, they were all people who knew reymond, had worked alongside him before. Loyalty in a corporate setting was always shaky, never absolute. People changed who they were loyal to depending on the better fit for the position and the person they get the most benefits from. Money and power had a way of turning people's mind.We were waiting for the person that made the complaint and arranged for this board meeting, Reymond. Where was He? My patience was wearing thin.I glanced at Victor, who stood beside me, analysing and watching everyone. Victor had sp

Elena’s POVMonths have passed and still I feel lonely. I enjoy the luxury of getting anything I want, eating anything I want, being able to afford my brother, mum and Sophie's needs but still it's an endless cycle of loneliness. Alexander doesn't even know I still exist. I haven't seen him for a while now. Only Maria keeps me company.Sophie's birthday was today so I decided to do something special for her and forget all about my worries. It seems the annual gala that happens every year which Eleanor told me about is today also.I planned to see Sophie, take her out, then later I will get ready for the gala. I needed something, anything to take my mind off these lonely thoughts. At least, I would get to see Alexander after months of not seeing him well.I picked up my phone and called Sophie.“Hey Soph. Where are you??” “My man's place.” She said, giggling, sounding warm and carefree. “Urgh.. alright, get dressed and meet me in an hour at the location I'II send to you now.”“Ouu..

Elena’s POVThe lights, the laughter, the music, It had all gone blurry the moment Victoria poured that drink on me. It hadn't just ruined my dress, it exposed me, made me feel small and vulnerable.I knew she did it on purpose.It wasn't just the embarrassment. It was the humiliation I felt. The fact that no one stepped in. Not even my own husband, Alexnader tried to stand up for me. At least If Sophie was here, She would have stood up for me.I ran without looking back, I didn't know where I was running to but I just had to leave that place and so I ran.my heart was pounding, my face burned with heat as I pushed open the guesthouse door and slammed it behind me. It was the closest door to me.I sank to the floor, the torn fabric if my dress packed around my legs. My arms still clutching it to my body to keep what little dignity I had left. I felt small, so small and ashamed. I was alone in that moment.I buried my face in my hands and let the tears fall freely.This wasn't a life. T

Elena’s POVI stood in the shower, motionless as the water hits my skin, each drop a reminder of my thoughts. How did I let this happen?The night keeps replaying in my head like a broken video player. His touch, His lips. The look in his eyes when he took me to the room and entered me. I wasn't in control, He was. We were both in our right state of mind not under alcohol influence but just two people wanting to feel each other. I can still remember the way my heart fluttered under his stare or the way I pleaded with him to feel him inside me.I lean forward, resting my forehead on the arm, water dripping from my chin. At that moment, I thought there was hope for us, for me and just maybe he would finally accept me but then he shut me down as usual. I slept in his arms, he held on to me throughout the night and just like That, he shattered my heart in less than a second.I didn't say anything or try to fight against what he said. I accepted it because he was right, it didn't mean an

(Elena's POV) The scent of the hospital was as fresh as ever, but today it was more viscous, almost as if it sensed the turmoil in my heart. I held the bunch of daisies more firmly, trying to cling with the dainty, flower scent. Sophie beside me carried a dented tin box filled with daisies' favorite chin-chin, my mum's favorite snack that we used to take home and make from scratch when everything in life was still simple. Behind me, Selena trailed along with a thermos of hot tea and an serene face that would always make me believe I wasn't dissolving, even when I was.I couldn't shake Alexander. Try as I might, the images came back, stronger, darker, and more painful. I did something else, instead. I went to see my mum, not by myself this time. I craved warmth. Familiarity. I needed to inhale something real again."I suppose she's better today," Sophie grumbled as we turned the corner to Room 209. "I brought her that disgusting magazine she's so fond of.""She'll love it," I put a br