Novels by Eloise

Leonardo thought about it but could not think of anything to say that would scare her, so he simply added, "If you lose and want to cry about it, then come back and cry about it to me. I will avenge you after all, you are my woman."He would be getting married to her, and regardless of what their relationship was like, she would still his wife. It was within his power to protect her. If anyone mistreated her, he would avenge her. Vanessa was moved beyond words by his promise, a faint pink color painted her cheeks. In her past life she had rejected his proposal and angered him and the Quinn's family because of it. But when she fell into a state of despair, he was still willing to step forward and lend her a helping hand. It was then that she knew that he was not as cold and uncaring as he appeared to be. He was truly a good man. It was just that... his temper was a little unpredictable. His emotions flipped like a switch sometimes."Leonardo, I'm positive that I'll be able to hold on

What a cunning fox! By the time the couple finished their meal, they received word that D'Angelo had arrived. The bodyguards cleared the table.Vanessa went forward and pushed Leonardo's wheelchair out of the pavilion. When she heard that D'Angelo had come, she kept looking around for him. Leonardo noticed her movements and turned around to ask, "Do you like D'Angelo?" "Nope. I like you, Leo!"Vanessa was not foolish enough to step on this landmine set by Leonardo. In any case, she was telling the truth She had no feelings toward D'Angelo in her past life, she never got to make an appointment with him to do her hair. It was her lingering sense of regret that drove her to look around for him.Leonardo's temper was appeased by her declaration. He commented neutrally, "Not many people have the ability to convince D'Angelo to make a house call.""I know that. Thank you, Leo. You've been so nice to me!"Vanessa was a master of flattery. While Leonardo hated flattery from others, he d

Leonardo did not pick up her call. However, Vanessa did not give up, and on the sixth attempt, he finally answered his phone. "Leo," Vanessa greeted in a sweet voice. He did not respond. "Leo, I can't find my way in. Can you get someone to lead the way for me?" No response again. "Leo..." Vanessa's voice grew soft and pleading. Perhaps her tone had been sweet enough to melt the iceberg of the man because he uttered coldly, "Stay where you are. Someone will come get you." "Okay. Thank you, Leo." Leonardo was the one who caused her predicament, but she still had to thank him. Vanessa was rather disgruntled, but she had no choice. After all, she was the one living under his roof, so she had to be the one who gave in. After hanging up the phone, Leonardo called his butler over and instructed him, "Mr. Clayton, go and lead the way fo her. She doesn't remember her way in." Vincent nodded respectfully. "Alright." Leonardo was about to move away in his wheelchair when a though

What did it have to do with him if the driver wasn't afraid of getting into an accident and liked to speed?Leonardo's motorcade kept a safe distance while following behind the Porsche that was being driven like it was a plane.Meanwhile, the driver of the Porsche was Vanessa. She was in a hurry to return to the Quinns, so she drove quickly.Actually, she wasn't a newbie, but this was a new car, and she cherished it. That was why she placed that sticker to remind others not to knock into her vehicle. At first, she didn't know the motorcade consisting of cars that cost millions belonged to her Boyfriend. However, when she saw the cars were still behind her after she stopped at the entrance of Quinn's Mansion, she finally realized that the motorcade belonged to Leonardo.-As she realized that, Leonardo also guessed the identity of the Porsche. He was the head of the Quinns Family, so he knew all the license plates for each car owned by the Quinns. Since he was unfamiliar with the Porsc

Just as the family of three exited the building, Khloe came chasing with the bouquet Francis brought."Nessa." She ran with the flowers and stopped in front of Vanessa before giving them to her while explaining with a soft and gentle smile, "Francis asked me to help give you these flowers on his behalf. He said you had misunderstood him and were unwilling to receive these flowers. Actually, you did misunderstand him, Nessa. He didn't visit you because he was swamped. Now that he's done with his work, he came to visit you immediately, didn't he?" However, Vanessa didn't accept the flowers. She looked at the bouquet and found it was arranged with roses and baby's breath. Although it was arranged beautifully, they weren't flowers that she liked."I don't like roses," she stated as she looked at Khloe. Then, she argued, Mommy and I decided to come over in a spur of a moment, so how could Francis have known that I would be at the office and to come with flowers? Can he predict the futu

Finally, Francis couldn't control himself any longer and wrapped one hand around her waist while still holding on to the flowers he was reluctant to throw away. After the kiss, she caressed his swollen cheek and asked, "What did you do to make her slap you?" Francis explained aggrievedly, "Actually, I didn't do anything to her. She ignored me, so I wanted to grab her hand, but then she turned around and slapped me. Her movement was so quick that I didn't have the time to react and got slapped right in the face." He continued to mumble, "Why didn't I discover that she was so nimble and, not to mention, very strong? When her slap ended on my cheek, it burned, and I could even feel it swell up." Resentment appeared in Khloe's eyes as she snarled, "Your family and I aren't even willing to touch a strand of your hair, but she dares to slap you. Just wait until I get my hands on her. Afterward, I'll help you get your justice and make her pay twice as much, don't worry this won't go un