The Distraction Morgan Elizabeth Novels & Stories

The red dress made her the apple of their stares. "Who is she?" There were murmurs but it was drowned by the loud instruments of the performers. Everyone's eyes were now back to the center of the ballroom. But General Kius' eyes remained on the woman hiding under that red mask. Anaj whispered in her ear before leaving her giggling. Elizabeth wandered her eyes all over the place. Without any knowledge of who or where she should be, she stood beside General Kius who was already staring at her. AS THE CROWD began to get wilder, someone in front of them took a step back, and accidentally pushed Elizabeth from her heels. She lost her balance and almost lost her faith too.

Marrissa's point of view I watched Morgan walk away and sighed in frustration. At this point, my mind was more of a battlefield than an organ. My memories keep clashing with fears, love wrestling with pain. Morgan's words kept ringing in my ears, wrapping around me like a chain I was not sure that I wanted to break. "I need a distraction before I run mad," I whispered, dialing Molly's number. I wanted to be sure she was at home. After confirming she was I booked a ride to her apartment. I closed my eyes all through the journey, forcing back the tears threatening to fall.

It meant restraint. Chris leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, eyes flicking between us like he was preparing for war. Celeste stood beside me, stiff and silent, her arms wrapped tight around herself. She hadn’t slept much. Neither had I. Damian placed a hand at the small of my back—steady, present. I stepped forward and held the envelope out to Morgan. She took it without a word. Her eyes scanned the page. Then she did something I didn’t expect. She closed her eyes. And exhaled.

Olivia's gaze scoured their gazes, she tried to understand and pick out what they were saying but it seemed like a mission impossible, when she could no longer hold in her curiosity she turned and glanced at Morgan. “What exactly is going on?” She asked, her firm gaze, fixed on him. “You seem not to remember the girl who helped you to escape from Xavier.” Morgan said, a smirk etched on his lips. “I do remember her, but I can't get to her, I don't even know her name.” “It's of no use right now, because he's right in front you.” “He?” “Yes, He.” Olivia frowned, “Is she a he?” “Hmm,” Morgan hummed. “Chandler disguised as a woman to distract the patrols right then.” He added, and swirled the gla

she managed, though the words felt like a thorn in her throat. “I hear you’re planning to study abroad soon?” Haley asked, her tone polite but distant. Morgan shot a nervous glance at Ethan , who quickly intervened. “Morgan is top of her class. She’s set to study abroad this year, but she’s a little nervous about it. I brought her here tonight to give her some exposure.” It was clear to Haley that Ethan hadn’t yet fallen deeply for Morgan . That would come later, after Morgan returned from studying abroad. But even now, he was parading Morgan around at events, making it obvious to everyone in Evergreens City that he had a particular interest in this young student.

Desmond and Shawn left in his private plane the very next day. I kept up with Morgan’s scandal on X,F******k, and I*******m, but it pretty much died a natural death after his conference. The gullible people fell for his act, and his ratings are slowly climbing back up. I haven't heard from Geena thankfully and Amanda hadn't reported any more harassment…

A slick, accusatory voiceover narrated the story: “Destiny Morgan, the powerful CEO of Morgan & Associates, has been secretly having an affair with a married subordinate, Ronan Foley. Not only did she destroy a family, but she did it while pretending to be a champion of charity and family values.” The footage then cut to Andrea Watson, sitting in what looked like a carefully staged living room, tears streaming down her face as she spoke directly to the camera. Her voice cracked with practiced emotion. “My husband always loved me. We built a life together. But lately he barely came home. He would return smelling like another woman’s perfume. And recently… he just left me and our son behind. D

Morgan said, and I laughed. "Won't Ethan be a distraction?" I asked. He didn't reply, and we started playing; however, true to my word, Ethan was a distraction. We played the game and Morgan won with a score. "Ethan is my lucky charm," Morgan said and I smiled. Ethan glared at the phone and cried. While Morgan was trying to stop Ethan from crying, he mistakenly played two rights and I could only get one from him before the time ran out. I looked from him to Theresa who was smiling. After the game, we played a board game among the games Theresa brought out.