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Ella Smith...I sat in the back seat of the car, one that was driven by Dalinda. She'd found me while I was trying to sneak off and threatened that she would tell Elijah if I didn't tell her where the heck I was going.I was able to make up a lie as I wrote my answer down, and I told her that I needed to go to Williamson's mansion because I had left something there.Of course, Dalinda had refused to let me go, but after shooting a threat at her that I would find a way to sneak out if she didn't take me there like I did once, Dalinda decided to drive me.If she had heard the conversation that was had in that room, she would have tied my legs and dragged me to Elijah. But she didn't know the severity of the situation, and I bet she thinks she can go in there with me.As long as she gets me there, I don't care what she does. She can call Elijah and tell him that I refused to let her follow me in. Either way, I had something to do, and I was going to make sure that I did it.The littl
I held my breath as I watched the poisoned amber liquid getting closer to her lips.I waited for her to take a sip, but a frown covered my face when she suddenly returned the glass back to hthe counter and looked over my right shoulder.To say that I was disappointed would be an understatement. I felt rage for failing to do the one thing I wanted to do.I wasn't willing to wrestle her physically and force herto drink the poison, that might hurt my own child, and I was not willing to take the risk. I followed her gaze and looked behind me, only to see my husband standing next to the gate guard."Elijah, what a nice surpirse." Elizabeth called out as she walked around the counter and stood in front of me."I'm a lucky woman today, getting visited by my family." She added.Elijah didn't even spare her a glance as his eyes were planted on me."I want to speak to my wife alone." He said without even looking at her.Elizabeth turned to look at me over her left shoulder, annoyance obvio
Elijah Smith...Ella once again started ignoring everyone. But this time, it felt different. She looked angry all the time. Emotions always covered her face, and she was always close to tears.Everyone in the mansion was walking over eggshells around her. No one wanted to upset her, and neither did I.I made sure to be around her most of the time and I took her to the meeting we had in Dante's house, not because I wanted to, but because she wanted to be apart of all conversations.It was uncomfortable to have to take her to the place she was taken to after Danre basically kidnapped her. But I didn't want to leave her behind at a time like this.I was basically attached to her hips, too afraid to leave her on her own.Realizing what she had planned to do to Elizabeth gave me a slap across the face. My wife would have been broken if she had gone through with it, and I hadn't shown up.While she was upset at me, she also understood where I was coming from. I didn't want the inno
"I'm sorry I'm not able to join you two. I just really want to stay here with him, you know, make sure he's fine." Cane commented as he looked down at his feet.My good friend has been by his twin brother's side all the way through. Connor is a very lucky man. Not only was his wound healing pretty fast, but he also had a brother who was willing to drop everything just to make sure that he was fine."No need to apologize, Cane. You deserve a time off as well. Stay here and keep your eyes on your brother. I'll take someone else." I replied.Maybe I should use this as an excuse to stop Ella from going to Elizabeth and Nicolo's wedding. But the mere thought of denying her what she wants made me frown. Of course, I wasn't going to do that. While having Cane with us would have been great, I didn't want to pull him away from his brother at all."How is he doing?" I asked."He's much better. He's talking nonstop, so I guess that's a good sign." Cane replied with a small chuckle.The joy I fe
Ella Smith...I held on to Elijah's arm for dear life as we walked through the doors. No one stopped us as we made our way to the wedding hall.The guests were already sitted at their reserved spots, and the bride had already walked down the aisle. Nicolo Jacopo and Elizabeth Williamson were standing in front of everyone, their hands locked with each other as they stared at one another.The second the door opened, everyone turned to look at us as we were the very last people to walk into the large hall.I had to give it to her, everything was beautifully set up from the flowers to the decor.Elizabeth stood tall in a long white dress with a train that could reach me from where she was standing.It was an understatement to say that she looked beautiful. But, I was going to steal the show from her if it meant that it would ruin her day.It might be a bit petty on my part, but she forced me to be petty.With Elijah and I arm in arm, we slowly started walking down the aisle.There we
Elijah Smith...It was glorious. I was proud of my wife for finally putting that red dress on.I was proud of her for taking that scarf off and showing off her scar.And I am so damn proud of her for keeping her chin up and not hiding behind the crowd like she always did.When she asked me to dance with her, I knew damn well that she wanted to steal the show.She did steal the show. Everyone had their eyes on my wife, admiring the true gem that she was. She had taken everyone by surprise, including myself.When the dance was over, my wife's sister looked like she was going to explode with rage. She had stormed off the second she freed herself from Jacopo's grip. Ella was looking up at me with sparkls in her eyes, and I could tell that she was genuinely happy.After the dance, the other wives wanted to pull my wife aside to have a conversation with her. They were obviously in awe with her, as they should be.I decided to step away but kept close enough to listen in to their con
The awaited hour is finally here. I could see a few men walking up to the gates on foot from the security feed of the camera at the front gates."Is that them?" I asked as I turned the laptop over to Connor.He narrowed his eyes at the screen before he slowly nodded his head."Yeah. That's them." He replied, sounding a bit nervous.He glanced around the room, tensly watching Dante, Harvey, Kevin, and I.Cane, who had his back against the wall as always, had dragged a chair in front of him so his brother could sit in front of him.I nodded my head and pulled the laptop closer to me again.I was really giving myself a pat on the shoulder for making Ella stay away from my office. I could already feel the air getting more and more tense with each passing second.When they got to the gates, the front guard let them in on my order, and four other gunmen walked them down the long driveway and into the mansion.From there, four more men showed them up the stairs and to my study.The second th
Ella Smith...I sat in the surveillance room, watching the zoomed-in room. My shoulders were tense after the shot that was fired. I was sure the bullet tore through Dante.The sigh of relief I blew out of my lips was huge when I realized that the bullet missed him.My heart was drumming in my chest, wondering what caused the leader of the Vipers to react this way all of a sudden.Parts of my question were answered when Connor said that she was his daughter.Who was his daughter?I was sitting at the edge of my seat as I watched Victor walk closer to Elijah's desk. I feared for my husband's life. The only reason I agreed to stay in the surveillance room was so he would be able to focus on his own safety and not worry about mine. That way, he would be able to protect himself a hundred percent.Victor dropped himself on the seat opposite from Elijah and let out a sigh. His men remained standing by the door, not making a single move before or after he sat down."It's a long story.