Semua Bab Falling for the CEO'S brother : Bab 11 - Bab 20

ELISE'S POVI had made a decision.Slowly, I lifted my hand. Marcus's eyes lit up immediately, I could see the triumph that took over his expression because he thought he had won and I was choosing him.I placed my hand over his.Sebastian's hand on my waist flattered slightly and for a moment I felt a pinch of guilt. Marcus’s smile widened and turned more smug as he got ready to run his victory in Sebastian's face.“Goodbye, Seb—” he began, voice filled with satisfaction but his words faltered once he realized what I was actually doing.I'm sorry, Marcus…You can't win right now. Maybe some other time.My decision was Sebastian. In this moment he made me feel like an actual person and not a toy that he can command like Marcus had painted me.Marcus' eyes looked with him as he watched as I didn’t clasp his hand tighter. I didn’t choose him. Instead, I peeled his fingers off mine one by one, releasing myself from his hold. His hand fell limply to his side, and before he could recover,

Elise's povNo, no no.Panicked filled me as I struggled against Victoria’s iron grip. “Let go of me!” I screamed in her face, tugging, twisting, clawing at her fingers. But she only held tighter, her strength shocking for someone so delicate.“Elise, stop fighting me,” she whispered low enough so only I could hear, her lips twisting in a cruel smile her eyes alight with glee. “It’ll only make you look worse.”She's much worse than I thought. Who is this psycho?“No!” My voice cracked as I pulled harder, desperation clawing at my chest. “Let go, Victoria! What the hell are you doing?!”She ignored me, tilting her head back as though she were the victim, and screamed again, louder this time, voice shrill and pitiful. “Help! Someone help me!”And then she did the unthinkable. Still holding my hand, she yanked it toward her cheek, and smeared my palm against the cut she’d made herself. Her warm, sticky blood was now smeared in my skin. She was staining me with her crime.If I'm caught l

Elise's povSebastian carried me out of the building like I weighed nothing. My face was nestled in this chest, eyes closed to escape the reality around me.The steady rhythm of his heart in my ears brought me comfort as well as his unique scent. I felt safe.Soon the cold night air bit into my skin as we stepped out, leaving the whispers behind. I heard the sound of a car being unlocked, despite being in his arms he still effortlessly opened the passenger door and set me up the seat.The car smelled like leather and cologne.I watched as he rounded the car and slid behind the wheel.The moment he reached for the ignition, I finally found my voice. “Wait.”His head froze, then he slowly dropped it and turned his head, eyes meeting mind. Even in the dim light of the car, I could still see the intensity in them as he searched my face.I swallowed hard, my throat tight. “Thank you…for everything.” My voice cracked but I meant every word from the bottom of my heart. “And I’m sorry for sto

Elise's povI walked into the bathroom, turning on the light and just like the rest of the house it was also perfect. The marble tiles gave it a very luxurious feel, the eucalyptus hung over the shower made it smell divine.My lungs expanded as I took a deep inhale, letting the warm scent wash over me.The bathroom was also just as spotless as the rest of the house. I guess Sebastian was a neat freak, it was a sharp contrast to Marcus who had servants to do most things which he ordinarily wouldn't do for himself.The thought of him brought a sharp pain—“Forget about him.” I shook my head and pushed the thought to the back of my mind and looked around again.It felt wrong to fall apart in a place that gleamed like it had never had a single spec of dust.With a sigh, I started peeling off my dress, tossing it into a heap in the corner. I stared at it like it was the root of all my humiliation.Maybe it was. The dress still carried the scent of the party, of Marcus’s cologne when he pu

Elise's pov After that interaction we didn't talk as I stormed into my bedroom— rather the bedroom he had given me—slamming the door behind me.I lay in bed for a long while, staring at the ceiling with my mind a whirlwind of thoughts between Marcus, Victor and Sebastian.The buzzing of my phone cut off my thoughts. I reached for it on the nightstand, squinting my eyes at the sudden brightness as I read the text.Ollie: Hi Elise. Are you good? I think we need to talk.I stared at that message, reading it over and over again as guilt washed over me. Olive was newly married and had her own plate filled up, yet she's trying to be there for me as well.With a sigh, I shut the phone making a mental note to text her tomorrow, rolled onto my side and shut my eyes.With a sigh, I rolled onto my side and shut my eyes. Today I will rest. Tomorrow I will figure out my life.****When morning came, it was the smell that woke me. A warm, savory, delicious smell that made my stomach start growlin