007n7 X Elliot Novels & Stories

I said, stretching my arm as I spoke calmly. “What do you want, Elliot?” Nathan's deep voice resonated from the phone speaker. His voice was cautious. “Relax, man. I need to talk to you in person.” I said. I knew he would disagree, but I had to risk it. His laughter was dry and harsh. “You must think I am that stupid. Aren't you supposed to be on Zia's side?” He asked, testing me. My grip on the phone tightened. “I was. Just hear me out, okay? I know I have no right to ask, but I'll come clean with you. I'm desperate. You're the only one who can help me get a clean slate.”

“I was talking about him,” Ella muttered under her breath, her eyes fixed on the figure approaching their table. She hadn't noticed Nathan was still on the phone. As Nathan finished his call, Elliot and Daphne joined them at the table. “Ella?” Elliot exclaimed, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise. “Yes, it’s me, and get that surprised look off your face, will you?” Ella replied, crossing her arms. “I didn’t know you were back in town,” Elliot said, his gaze shifting to Nathan.

He set the phone down and looked at the folded note in Nora's handwriting. Win, then come home. For the first time in seven years, Elliot understood that the home Nora had made for him was gone.

Who has time to play games? “Now that that’s taken care of, who’d you find?” Nate called over to Elliot, who was heading for the bar, “Fuck. Pour me one, too.” Then he looked over to Darrell. “Um…we found…can we talk in private?” “No.” “Relax.” Elliot held up a bottle of Glenmorangie Scotch in one hand, his other placing five rocks glasses on the black counter. “It’s not about Raine. It’s about the robbery.”

[Elena's POV] Everything that happened after I left had nothing to do with me anymore. I brought my mother's ashes to a quiet little seaside town. I chose the most beautiful spot I could find and laid her to rest there. After that, I got a job at a local kindergarten. There was no mafia bloodshed here—no schemes, no killing, and no lies. When I occasionally thought about my past, it felt like a distant, terrifying nightmare. One weekend, I was riding home in a cab after visiting my mother's grave when Giuliano's voice suddenly came through the radio. He had pulled every string he had to scour the world for me. His voice was hoarse and desperate.

Elliot wholly looks messy, and anyone could tell he’s freaking good-looking without so much of a blink. Maybe I was staring too much at him. Zarion obviously made me realize that as he cleared his throat. “Cassidy, this is Elliot Osborne, the person I was talking about that might help you with your—” He inhaled first before resuming.”... situation. Now, if you please?”

He dug into his fries. Nobody said anything. Just quiet. Then he nudges me. “Hey, Kehlani. How are you?” I set my fork down and responded with a flat voice. “Fine.” “You look good today. Very sexy.” Olive mouth widened. Nolan just looked away. Then, Trevor's jaw tightened. “Seriously? In front of me?” He bit his lips and I placed my hands on his arms, just reminding him to be calm. “Sorry. I just wanted to give her a compliment.” Elliot continued to eat and I gave him a killer stare that made him shut up for a minute. As we ate, I stretched to grab the ketchup close to Nolan but before I got it, Elliot had speedily grabbed it.

I just said yes. ^^^^^^^ "I didn't catch your name by the way," he says, his hands on the steering wheel. "Terra." "Oh... Terra... Beautiful name. Just like the owner," he flatters me. "You know... Ugly girls have the prettiest names. But you're an exception." I laugh. "Oh please!" " But you're really pretty. If I was your mom, I would have called you Pretty." I giggle. "Okay stop now." "Okay... Okay... I'll stop," he laughs. "I'm Elliot by the way. But you can call me Eli..."

“Hi, I’m Zayn Barnes. May I know who I’m talking to?” “Hi, Mr. Barnes! I’m Ninian Winters, the actress who plays Elliot White in ‘In Full Bloom’.” The girl’s melodious voice came from the phone. As if she was slightly nervous, her tone was light and gentle, and she sounded like a lady in the palace. “Ms. Ninian? Hi!” There was an appropriate hint of surprise in Zayn’s voice. “Is there anything that I can help you with?” “I’m sorry for disturbing you. Everett applied for a two-day leave after helping me, so I’m a bit worried.” Ninian’s voice was filled with cautiousness, and she asked, “May I ask about his condition now?”

Feeling satisfied, Rose left, but I immediately spat out the medicine that I had hidden under my tongue. This time, I clearly noticed how she brushed the marks on her neck as she gave Brody a flirtatious glance.