All Chapters of THE CEO'S VENGEFUL BRIDE : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Eleanor. That evening, I returned to work as though absolutely nothing had happened. However, a lot of things were now different.For one, I didn’t need to be there any longer, but I remained.I served customers with a smile, cleaned the floor with a mop when a child threw his food on it, put up with a drunken customer who pinched my bottom as I passed by his table.All the while thinking how life can change in a day, I was no longer the girl I’d been just a mere night ago.Throughout my life, I had felt an emptiness I could not explain, like something was missing. Then it had meant nothing, but not anymore. Not after last night. Now I knew exactly what the craving was for. Until my body had joined with his, I had not known that I was just one piece. Anotherpiece fitted perfectly with my piece and only when the two pieces were together was I whole and complete.What scared me the most was that I almost couldn’t picture him any longer. I knew what he looked like, but perhaps Ihad tho

Eleanor. Three weeks later. The fundraiser was just as I remembered it. Extravagant, highfalutin, and the last place on earth I wanted to be. No doubt, a handful of the attendees had some interest in the cause the event was promoting, and what they would eventually be donating to. The rest of the room however was filled with millionaire and billionaire hyenaslooking to either show off their ill gotten gains, or secure access to new territories.The women were dressed in elaborate gowns and the men in tailored tuxedos. None however, could in my eyes, compareto the sheer elegance of my mother.The velvet cobalt blue wrap dress was especially made for her, I was sure. Flipped thickly over her neck line in a perfect V, showing just a bit of cleavage and hanging off the shoulders, covering the tops of her long creamy arms. Theelectric fabric hugged her hips and extended to the floor in a soft, beautiful, train. Her hair was bobbed perfectly awayfrom her face and matching sapphire sto

Eleanor. "Why are you crying?”“Let me go. Don’t you know I’m toxic?” I muttered.He frowned. “You are not toxic.”“Well, you should go back in there and tell all those fine folks that.”“Are you alright?”“Let me go!” I repeated through clenched teeth, but to my shock, he scooped me into his arms.“Brent!” I yelled in shock.“I don’t trust you on these stairs. I’ll let you go at the base.”He did as he promised and looked down at me curiously. He had on a long dark coat and a simple black tuxedo. His torsofilled out the rich material, his dark hair slicked away from his face. He looked like he had stepped out of a James Bondmovie.I felt my heart start beating too fast.“Why are you so upset?” he asked.I wondered if he also knew. “Do you know about my father?”He didn’t miss a heartbeat. “What aspect are you asking about?”“About the, reason he, he took his own life.”“Yes, I know.”I didn’t know how to feel. I shouldn’t have cared but I did. I looked away and brushed my hair ove

Eleanor I wanted to go straight home, especially as I saw the taxis passing by, but I didn’t want to leave my mother alone.Anyway, I had to go back. I left my phone at our table. Even so, I dreaded returning to the Ladies to clean myself up. I knew I must look a state. It would just be fresh ammunition for those gossipy bitches.Closing my eyes, I looked up to the vast night sky and allowed myself to feel. The waves of passion were still coursing softly through my body, almost making me forgethow cold I was beginning to get. I couldn't believe I had kissed him. I thought about the kiss. No man had ever kissed me like that. I touched my lips and they were swollen. I thought about the expression in his eyes. He seemed shell shocked, but he also seemed to be angry. I bit my lip. Theway I left was childish. He didn’t even come, but I panicked and ran off like an idiot.There was nothing he could do about it, except decide never to see me ever again anyway.What else was new? I was the

Eleanor "My rent didn’t cut in at any point?” Maddie asked a few hours later on the phone.“No, he bloody didn’t,” I fumed. “In fact, I didn’t see him again. I think he left.”“Wow,” she breathed the words out. “But what could his brother have meant by ‘sorry I couldn’t do the same for you?’ Perhaps it was just a thoughtless comment.”“Perhaps,” I replied,“but something keeps bothering me. Iknow these people, and that dance wasn’t for nothing. Also, when he said that line, all the dazzle from his face disappeared. He acted like we were in a life and death game and he was giving me an important clue.”“That gives me the chills. By the way, do you remember what you heard when you walked in on them years ago? What was the argument about?”I turned around on my pillow and lowered my voice so my mother wouldn’t hear me from the living room. “Ten years ago and I was eleven, so I could have got the wrong end of the stick, but I think Liam Lucan was accusing Brent of trying to kill his mot