Elijah Smith...I drove back to the mansion like a mad man. I wanted to reach the house as soon as possible to see if Ella was okay.Of course, she couldn't be okay. That was a ridiculous thing to think about.I recalled what Dante said to me. He told Ella everything I had done in the past, everything that would cost me my wife.I couldn't imagine how I was going to explain myself to her. My entire excuse to trying to have Elliot Williamson killed and success in killing Custo suddenly didn't seem good enough.Instead, I felt foolish, just like Dante had said I'd acted.The only excuse I had was that I was a made man, and I did what I thought was right, no matter how horrible it might sound.That would most certainly make Ella hate me. That is, if she doesn't already hate my guts.When I finally got to the mansion and parked the car a bit behind Cane's car, I had a little bit of hope that I might get to talk to Ella. What I have done might be horrible, but she and I love each othe
Silence enveloped the surveillance room after what had been discussed. I could feel anger, sadness, pity, and disgusting swelling in the air of the small room.Dalinda quickly returned with Milton by her side. She had the spare keys in her hand, which I thankfully took and marched myself over to the bathroom door.I pushed the key in and twisted it to the left, hearing that soft click as the door unlocked.I quickly stepped into the bathroom and crouched next to Ella. She was still shaking, but her eyes were closed, and I realized that she might have fallen asleep.I pressed my right hand flat against her forehead and felt how hot she was. "You're burning up." I whispered.I didn't hesitate to scoop her into my arms and leave the bathroom. I walked over to the bed.Dalinda rushed past me and pulled the covers away so I would lay Ella under them. "Did you call a doctor?" I asked Cane."Oh yeah, about that..." He paused.I glanced at him over my right shoulder, waiting for him to con
Ella Smith...I kept my eyes closed and tried to ignore the presence of the people standing around me. I felt the bed sink and realized that someone was sitting behind me."Ella?" I heard Cilvia's soft voice, which was too soft for her.I felt her hand on my shoulder, and I instantly tensed up. My reaction made Cilvia withdraw her hand."Doctor Morgan is here. You need to get up so he can deal with your cuts." Cilvia commented. I didn't care to move for anyone, not even for the old man standing behind me, waiting to treat me."Ella?" Dalinda called out.I opened my eye and let out a tired sigh.I slowly pushed myself up to a sitting position, feeling my arms shake as I did.I looked towards the nightstand, where I had left my notebook and pen a few days ago.I reached for it with shaky hands and flipped the cover open. "I don't want anyone in here while I'm getting treated." I wrote down and turned the notebook to the group.They each read what I wrote down and then shared a gl
Elijah Smith...Cane, Kevin, and I waited for the man to be sent in. The man I had contacted a while back to get me Ella's bank account had shown up in the dead of the night. My first answer to the gate guard was to tell him to send the man away. He could have sent me the numbers on email. I didn't understand why he had to come here, especially now that I was done with the web.I'd hung up the phone, but it soon rang again and the gate guard told me that the man really wanted to show me more than just the numbers I needed to pay Ella for the butterfly painting I got from her.I meant it when I said that I wanted to be her first client because I knew the second Ella realized the talent she had was magnificent she would start selling like a charm.I told the guard to let the man in so I would hear him out and then send him away as soon as possible so the three of us could get down to business.A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door, and one of the men I had left to look
Ella Smith...I hugged my knees to my chest as I sat on the chair facing the window. My eyes were planted on the garden, staring at the flowers as the morning sun slowly started beaming down its ray on them, magnifying their natural beauty.I really wanted to leave the mansion and sit outside in the sun, let the morning sun warm the coldness that was spreading all over my body.My head was pounding, along with the side of my face that was still swollen. When Doctor Morgan said that it would get worse before it got better, he wasn't joking because the bruise was as purple as it could ever be.I'd tried to fall asleep. I tried to shut everything out, but the past three weeks have been horribly hard.I have done everything in my power to avoid the people living in this mansion, including Elijah.While it hasn't been easy to do so, it wasn't also impossible. I made sure to wake up super early even before the workers woke up and would make my way to the kitchen to grab myself somethi
Elijah Smith...I looked at Ella as she stepped into my study. She looked like she was ready to fight and kick my ass.To be honest, seeing her like this made me happy. It meant that she wasn't going to ignore me anymore. She wasn't going to let herself drown in her trauma. She was going to face me head-on.I missed having Ella around. I missed seeing her paint or read or hold her in my arms as we fell asleep.The mansion felt quite without her. Ella didn't have to speak or make a sound to fill a room with her presence. She always had an aura that was so graceful that it always pulled me to her.But now that she was doing everything in her power to avoid me, the mansion felt empty. I wasn't the only one who felt it. Everyone else felt it, too.Ella closed the door behind her, and she walked towards my desk. I watched as she reached for the pen left on top of my papers, and she looked for a white paper.She was going to write to me instead of signing, which in itself felt like a
I took a deep breath, preparing myself to speak the words I knew would send Ella running away."Why did you marry me in the first place?" She had asked a few seconds ago, and I knew the true answer would heart her. I knew she would hate me even more than she already does.But I promised myself that I would never lie to her again, that I would never keep anything important from her. And I was planning to implement my promise to her."At first... I wanted to marry one of the Williamson's daughters so I would get rid of his last name. I married you so I would get control of them. I married you so I could use you as the key to Williamson's Kingdom." I stopped when Ella snapped her eyes to me.Oh, the hurt in those blue eyes, they broke me apart, made me want to kick myself in the balls."I guess the jokes are on you then." She sighed.I made no comment about what she signed and carried on with my explanation, hoping she would continue to hear me out."But then..." I started, but I stopped
Ella Smith...I lay under the covers, my shoulders shaking with each silent sob that escaped my lips.So much for being strong.Everything Elijah said to me broke my heart, including the part where he confessed his undying love to me."I fell hard..." He had said, and I really wanted to believe him, because I had fallen hard for him too.I wanted to walk away from this life. But Elijah was part of this life, and walking away from him was not an option.I hate and love him all at the same time. If I could, I would just pack up my stuff and leave. But what good would leaving be if I was leaving my beating heart here as well?I heard the door of the bedroom open, and a calm footstep walked through. A few seconds later, I felt the bed dip beside me."Ella?" I heard Elijah call out before I felt his hand on my shoulder. I was covered from head to toe, so Elijah had to pull the cover off of my head and down to my shoulder."Ella?" He called out again.What part of I need to be alone di