Novels by Elodie

Evelyn opened her eyes, the morning light reflecting on her. She blinked, her thoughts drifting to last night's events, the dinner, Liam. The easy his eyes sparkled, she seemed truly happy that he was changing.And then that message.“Hey, Lyn.”“I’ve missed you, Lyn. We need to talk.”Her heart dropped, her hands gripping into the sheets. Christopher. She never thought she would face him again. The name she had locked away with a thousand memories she wished she could forget.She turned her head to the side. Liam was still asleep, his fell felnu to his face. She smiled as she watched him peacefully sleeping. He looked different, he looked peaceful, he looked like she could trust him. That she can love him. She can't let him know about Pete, not yet.Evelyn slipped out of the bed, careful not to make noise so he wouldn't wake up. Her moments were quiet, her feets barely making a noise. She headed towards the bathroom and took a shower.After she was done, she picked a black dress and

Evelyn decided to visit her company the next morning. She stood outside the building and was mesmerized by it. Workers roamed the place, each carrying different building materials as they laid out the foundation from scratch.“Liam,” She smiled, remembering what he said yesterday. He had done it. Just as he’d promised.Her gateman, Daniel, approached her, a knowing grin on his face. “Morning, Evelyn. Mr. Liam left a note for you.”He handed Evelyn a small envelope. Inside, Liam’s elegant handwriting read: "Dinner tonight? Let’s celebrate your empire."Evelyn smiled to herself, her fingers curling around the envelope. She couldn't shake away the new feeling she felt at that moment. That evening sounded… nice.**************************Evelyn went home hours later and was surprised to find some girls in her living room, all gorgeously dressed, with makeup kits in her hands. “Good Day ma'am,” one of the girls smiled. “Mr Stark sent us here to get you prepared for tonight." “Sent by Li

Liam sat back at the couch with frustration. The neon lights of the club steadily casting shadows across his face. The girl, "Pinkie,"leaned closer as she traced a finger along his jaw. “So, is this how it ends, handsome? No fun tonight?”Liam’s lips curled into a dangerous smile. “Trust me, sweetheart, you wouldn’t survive the kind of fun I’m thinking about.”Her playful smirk fell and she shifted uncomfortably as Archer walked back into the room.“What’s this? She’s not your type?” Archer asked, tossing Liam another glass of whiskey.Liam ignored the question, downing the drink in one go before standing. “Not tonight.” He wasn't in the mood for this as he could only think of Evelyn.Archer raised a brow, staring at Liam as he straightened his tie and adjusted his jacket. “Man, you’re slipping. A few months ago, she wouldn’t have been walking out of here at all.”Liam’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t respond. He pushed past Archer, his mind already somewhere else.*******************

Liam sat in his office, his face pale as he held an envelope in his hands.He opened it once more and rubbed his temples. It was a picture of Evelyn and Christopher enjoying each other's company.Liam groaned once more swaying in his seat. He stared closely at Evelyn's smile. Damn, she has never smiled that way since they both got married.Taking a sip out of his coffee, he dialed Ophielia’s number.“ My office now." he barked, cutting the call before any response.Few minutes later, a sweaty looking Ophielia ran in his office looking tense as she glanced around.She sighed in relief as she saw Liam sitting relaxed on his chair.“ You called for me sir," she said, entering further into his office.Liam looked up from the envelope, tossing it to Ophielia. She stared at him weirdly before picking it up from the table.She rolled her eyes when she glanced at the picture. This was the fifth time Liam had called her to look at the picture. Apparently he told her to do some research on Evely

The next morning started off weirdly. Evelyn was jolted awake by sounds of footsteps pacing the room. She groggily opened her eyes and saw Liam looking tense as he went out to the balcony. She cleaned her eyes, rolling over to the side of the bed and checked the time. It was only 7:15. Unlike Liam, he gets up late.She stood up, walking towards the dresser and picked up her robe. Wearing it, she strolled toward where Liam was. “Morning,” Evelyn said, yawning. Her body ached from all the work she had been doing in the company.Liam didn’t respond.“Liam?” she tried again, stepping closer.“What?” he snapped, his voice sharp.Evelyn froze mid-step. “I was just saying good morning. What’s your problem?”He turned around, his eyes roaming her figure before scoffing. “ I don't have a problem, Evelyn.”She crossed her arms. “Oh, really? Because you’re acting like you do. Care to explain, or are we just going to play this game all day?”Liam let out a humorless laugh. “You always need to di

In the poorly lit room, Scarlett sat holding her phone tightly, scrolling through the messages she had sent Evelyn in the previous week. Every text left unanswered and every call ignored felt like a blow to her self-esteem. She asked herself if Evelyn had taken the time to read them. The idea seared Scarlett internally, prompting her to throw her phone onto the table, its screen briefly illuminating before dimming again. She was alerted by the quiet footsteps to the presence of her informant, a thin man who moved in a shadowy manner. Scarlett didn't care to glance at him when he placed an envelope on the table. "Her presence was noted at Liam's birthday celebration," he commented, his voice velvety but hinting at something dark. Scarlett's head jerked up, her eyes narrowing. " Evelyn? At his party?" The man gave a nod. " She stood nearby. She arrived tardy, however she still showed up." Scarlett reclined in her seat, her fingertips drumming on the sleek surface of the table while