Romans & histoires Rosie And Elena

"You look so much like your mother." Ellie's spine was rigid beneath my hand. "Father." Eliana. There was no record of that being her full name. I'd searched everything when we'd first brought her in—birth certificates, school records, every database I could access. Ellie Knight. Nothing about Eliana. Another secret she'd kept. Another piece of herself hidden away. Vittorio's gaze slid to me, assessing with the cold calculation of someone who saw people as chess pieces. "And you must be Lorenzo, head of The Black Rose. It's nice to finally meet you. I've heard amazing things."

for there to be no one or anything that can bind you down. The next generation of Elena Austin. Better, more seductive, and one hundred times more intelligent than you. I have no way of knowing, but it may have been all of those things and perhaps more. I am unable to recall everything to you. All I can do is hope.

Elena's Pov As I undressed in my room, a twisted smile appeared as I couldn't believe the turn of events. Jordan Storm was now my boss, and I was working directly with him, which meant that I would be seeing him every day and not just seeing him, but I would have the perfect opportunity to put my plans in motion.

“You think you know Alejandro? You don’t. He only cares about himself and what benefits him. You’re just prettier and younger—that’s all. But you won’t bring anything to his company. You’re deceived. You’re also a plaything.” Elena blinked several times. No. She shouldn’t let this get to her. She’s the real one. And I didn’t need any damn “company benefit” from her. I stepped closer. Elena laughed. “Pretty and younger? Yes. But you think I lack love? And for your information, I’m already engaged to Carlos. If I want, I’ll end up as your sister-in-law.” Her voice was sharp with anger. “What do you mean by sister-in-law?” Lily asked, confused.

"Tell me more about my mother " My excited expression made her laugh "she was very beautiful with a heart of gold, between me and her she was the naughty one and I was the one that cleaned up after her " Some how mother Pauline's voice changed and her eyes immediately closed. "Elena had a way of handling her things, she was so free and wild to think about the next day or the future and because of that she ran away from home she was sixteen. Elena never wanted to be scolded it was something that ticked her off, she used to say that a mistake is a mistake and having made one meant that she really learned from it so there was no use of rubbing salt in wounds " mother stopped when Maggie walked

"She doesn't even recognize us yet." The faintest smile hit Dorian's lips. "Now this is getting interesting, who's she?" "Elena Rivers," the words came out smoothly from my mouth like it belongs there. "Moon marked female alpha, the one who just got rejected by her mate?" Okay.... how does he know that. "News travels faster than wild fire, so don't give me that look." he said, noticing the slight change of expression on my face. "Look my boy," he continued," I don't know what the moon goddess has installed for you but just trust instincts, understood?"

I could feel his chest pressed lightly on my back. "Back in the city so soon Aiden?" He smiled. It wasn't a nice one. I could see. Cause I always did that. "Rose, Carrie is looking for you" I nodded walking to the back room and I turned to look at them too . But didn't give it any second thought. I had received my cash and I take my bag saying goodbye to Carrie and thinking about grabbing some food from the local mart.

Of course I wanted his number then I replied, "What is your name?" I sat my phone down so I could dry off and get dressed. Then like clock work another ping from I*******m. He asked, "What is your name beautiful?" I began to blush then replied. "My name is Elisabeth Rose Freeman ,but everyone calls me Beth", I messaged back. He then replied, "Vladius Lee Sinclair, nice to meet you Beth". I then in return sent my number to him. I finished getting ready for the day. I was planning on cleaning up my dorm room.

Elena stirred her cappuccino and shot a glance at Angelo from the rim cup that she sipped. “His adventures not only with her, but Boss seemed got itchy while that bitch got involved in his business.” Angelo sipped his espresso. “He should’ve been in love with her so much…!” Elena smirked and wrapped her surroundings with some investigative observation. In the middle of their conversation, a blonde hot girl seemed to come out from a luxurious car. She walked to the table at the corner . ‘She wasn’t Iréne Belle.’ Angelo and Elena were peeking at the girl.