Elijah Smith...I looked down at the bloody footprints left on the stairs with a frown. Shining my phone flash light at it, I examined the prints. They were too small to be mine and Dalinda's.I worked my jaw as I remembered how I'd left Ella in the dark hall after I'd told her to go to my bedroom.Could she have stupidly followed me? And if she had, then how did I not notice her?A groan brought my attention to the basement and I made a mental note to have a conversation with Ella before I turned the fash light of my phone off before I shoved it in to my pocket and walked back in to the basement.The man was slowly starting to wake up, which was good, because I wanted to finish this as soon as possible.I walked over to the long table with weapons lined up on it and picked up a red towel.My right hand was heavily bleeding but with how I was able to still move it, I figured the blade didn't do much damage.I wrapped the towel around my right hand and glanced at the man. I picke
I woke up with a massive headache pounding at my head. I touched my forehead with my right hand palm after I sat up in bed. The events of the previous night slowly entered my head and I dropped my hand before I glanced at the space next to me.I was relieved when I saw that Elijah was not there. Last night, after I let the water run and washed Elijah's blood off of my feet, I'd returned to bed hoping I would pass out and every thing than happened would be in my nightmare.But of course, it wasn't.I could still remember the feeling of Elijah's blood on my feet. I could still remember the dark figure of the intruder sneaking around the hall.I could remember the short but horrifying struggle between Elijah and the other man.I could remember the injury Elijah got during the struggle.But most of all, I could also remember how Elijah's arms had protectively wrapped around me to keep me safe.How stranger?You would think that I would linger on the fact that I saw Elijah dragging an u
Elijah Smith...I stood in the walk in closet, struggling to tie my tie.Doctor Morgan came last night to check my wounds. Just like I'd suspected, there wasn't a heavy damage done to my right hand and my face. But that didn't mean it wouldn't give me a hard time until it heals.Doctor Morgan had to give me some stitches for the wound in the right side of my head.As for the hand, Doctor Morgan advices me not to use my right hand much, but of course I didn't listen.Cane was not happy with the little surprise I'd left for him in the basement while he was out chasing information about his twin brother's whereabouts.Cane didn't want to clean up my mess after staying up almost the entire night, so I had to help him clean the basement up, which made the pain in my right hand a lot worse.If I am being completely honest, I didn't want to go to the dinner party. It was the last thing I wanted to do.But I knew I couldn't miss out, especially not when Dante is throwing the party to try
The ride to the Vila Dante rented was exhausting. I made sure to keep my eyes to myself the entire ride, not glancing towards my wife even once.I didn't like how I almost reached out for her multiple time through out the ride.Cane, who I should never let drive again, sped through the dark roads as if there were cops chasing after us.Nonetheless, we got there in time as the rest of the people invited to join the party came.I stepped out of the car and waited for Ella the hop out before I offered her my arm.The only reason I offered her my arm was because we needed to show a strong and untied front so others wouldn't try to attack me through her, it was not because I wanted her to be close to me... Or at least it was what I told myself.I kept my expression still as Ella slowly slid her hand through my left arm.Cane drove off to park the car and wait for us near by, while the two of us made out way inside.The second we walked in, I could feel eyes on us.The sudden marriage betwe
Ella Williamson...Elijah's hand felt warm. I wanted to be uncomfortable with his touch, but I couldn't.Even though I was very upset that Elijah forbade me from going after my sister, I slightly liked the fact that he didn't let go of my hand.I didn't know why I was having this sort of reaction to him, so I chocked it up to wanting to feel safe.Compared to the people who were constantly staring our way, I preferred to hide behind Elijah.Stepping closer to him provided some coverage from half of the room.Elijah's shoulders tensed, making me glance up at him to see if something was wrong,Elijah was looking forward with his jaw clenched and his eyes spitting fire. I following his gaze only to see Detective Kevin and another man walking in through the front door.The second they stepped in to the room, the entire atmosphere changed. The conversations that were blossoming amongst the people died as eyes turned to the two men.Detective Kevin and the other man looked completely una
Elijah Smith...I stood a few steps away from Dante and the two detectives, watching them as a hawk.Dante trusts me with his safety just as I trust him with mine. Even though the detectives might not do anything, it would be nice of me to have his back.It would be even more wonderful if I could join the conversation Dante was entertaining with Piglet number one and Piglet number two, but I was too concentrated on the earbud I had in my left ear.I tapped my right feet with annoyance.Did Ella actually think I wouldn't notice her not following me?The woman might be scared of me, but that doesn't mean she wouldn't risk it once in a while to do what she really wanted to do.She had done it twice before, once when we were at the Williamson's Mansion for the engagement party, and once when she quite literally snuck out of the house all on her own.I wanted to turn around and startle the life out of her, but I also wanted to know where her destination would be.Just as I expected, th
Ella Williamson...Tears were burning my eyes as I looked up at Elijah. His gaze should have scared me, but the shock in my body wouldn't let me.I pressed my lips in to a tight line to stop myself from crying.I couldn't care less for the threat Elijah made. He could lock me up in a room for all I cared.The small conversation I had with Elizabeth was constantly echoing in my head. It wasn't even a proper conversation. My sister didn't even let me get a word in as she pressed me to tell her what Elijah was doing to me.At first, I didn't want to tell her anything about the life I was leading with Elijah because I didn't want her to worry. But the more she asked me, the more I didn't want to tell her anything.Her anger towards me was so unfounded that I couldn't understand it.What had happened to her?I didn't know what the other wives were telling her, but Elizabeth looked like she was close to losing her mind.But the second she laid her hands on me, the second she slapped me
I had a surprisingly decent night. After Cane showed me the way to the garden, I'd stayed there for about an hour.The garden was magical. I've been watching it through the window in the open kitchen and I'd thought it was beautiful. But that view made no justice to beauty of the garden.The circular sitting area in the middle of the garden was straight out of a fantasy book. It was surrounded with different colored flowers and small light, which made it a delight to sit around.The garden was so refreshing that it made me want to sit there the entire night. But knowing how I was warned, not once but twice, to not walk around the Mansion by myself at night, I had to go back in to the Mansion and really call it a day.But, I'd promised myself that I would come back the next day, which was what I'd planned to do the second I woke up.Elijah wasn't in bed, as always. I took a quick shower, tied my hair at the top of my head, dressed in the usual most covering clothes I had including a
I felt kisses all over my face.What a great way to wake up in the morning.I pealed my eyes open and glanced at my husband with a smile stretching my lips.Ah, the gorgeous smile on his face made me want to faint. I reached up and tapped my pointing finger on my lips, making Elijah chuckle.He leaned down to press his lips against mine, giving me a sweet good morning kiss."Good morning." He said after he pulled away."Good morning." I whispered in a very small voice.The smile that spread across his face was proof of how right my decision was to go through with the surgery Doctor Morgan recommended.Six months after our beautiful baby girls Violet and Rose had been born, I had decided that it was time for me to go through with the voice box treatment.As always, Elijah was super supportive, as were everyone else in the mansion.Doctor Morgan helped me with the preparations for the surgery while the doctor who would perform it flew in just for my treatment.The old doctor warned me th
I sat tense in the back seat of the car. Elijah had his arms around me as our driver drove us to the court house.Two and a half hours had passed since I helped my husband with his necktie, and the two of us left our mansion.We did eat out just like Elijah had promised we would. I was able to force myself to relax as I was sharing breakfast with my wonderful and attentive husband, but the second I realized that it was time for us to go to the court house, I started getting nervous again.Eating such a large portion of sweet pancakes and a full glass of milk might have been a big mistake because I felt like I was going to throw up.The feeling in my chest almost felt like I was on a scary ride at the amusement park that was shooting me up to the sky before I plummeted down to the ground and then back up to repeat the same process over and over again.It was a very sickening feeling, hence, the need to throw up."Just keep holding on to me, Love. I'm here for you." Elijah said, forcing
Ella Smith...I gently moved both of my hands over my belly, looking at the many flowers in the garden.I had a feeling of dread at the pit of my stomach at the thought of the events that are meant to take place on the very next day.It's been almost a month since Julia came to this mansion to speak to me, and ask to me drop the charges against Elizabeth. At that time, I had no idea what those charged against my twin sister were on the account of how distant and distraught I was for those days.Seeing my mother was extremely hard for me. And listening to her was ten times harder. When Elijah first told me that she was here and that he was having her sent away, something deep inside of me wanted to see her. Somehow, I just knew it would be the last time I would ever see my mother.I wanted to hear her out, not just to close a chapter in my life. There was a dumb hope in my chest that was telling me that my mother was here to apologize and maybe try to mend things. It was stupid
"Send that woman away." I ordered the new gate guard before I hung up the phone.I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. Ella never told me to do anything to her mother, so I wasn't sure how to approach this yet. Should I have Julia meet the same fate as her favorite daughter, or should I have her forced away from the city?With how deep in the ground the Williamson's name was, it wouldn't be that hard to deal with the very last Williamson left in this town.I heard a knock on my door, and I instantly knew it was Ella, on the accounts of how my door was open and Ella would knock to get my attention, while the rest would just call out to get my attention.I looked up and watched as she slowly walked in. I noticed her bump seemed slightly bigger than last week. She's growing every single day.I offered her my hand, which she took the second she was near me. "Who was that?" She signed once she settled on my lap. "You heard me?" I asked, to which she nodded her head. "Both
I stopped the car in front of the widely opened front door. The sky was starting to light up as it was close, or maybe even past five in the morning. I didn't even bother to cut the engine before I pushed the door open and stumbled out of the driver's seat.I ran to the front door and rushed into the hall.I had to stop at how metallic the air smelled. Bodies laid in front of me, some being moved by our men.Kevin was the first one who caught my eyes."What the heck happened here?" I yelled at him. "Elijah..." He called out, ready to explain why there were bodies in and out of the house. But I stopped him, understanding that I couldn't care less about the dead people."Where is my wife?" I quickly asked. In the split second Kevin remained silent, unimaginable thoughts started invading my mind. In that small second, it felt like my life had flashed before my eyes.Kevin sighed."She's in the hall to the dining room. She refused to leave. She's been there for a few hours now." Kevin
Elijah Smith...It was a blood bath.Starting from the point we discovered one of our men dead in the surveillance room, up to the point we fought our way out of the mansion, we were bathing with blood.My shoulder was killing me. I caught the bullet when we first came across the men in the surveillance room, and it was making fighting for our life ten tines harder than it needed to be.The entire Viper mansion was ringing with gun shots. I was concerned for Cane and Connor, as they were the closest to Elliot.Once we killed our way out of the mansion and back into the nasty exit, they stopped following us, which was why we had to get to the car fast so we would be able to return to the mansion to help the twins and the Vipers.All Victor wanted us to do was get his daughter out of the mansion in case he wanted to burn it down, his words, not mine.And we did just that. After taking the girl to our car, we left her there with the getaway driver and the man who was following us before
Ella Smith...Pain exploded on my shoulder. I instinctively dropped to the ground and reached out for my left shoulder.The bullet had grazed me, but it still forced tears to my eyes.I heard Detective Kevin cuss before he shot towards the direction the bullet came from.His gun only had two rounds left, and the second it stopped firing, he stood up to cover me with his body.More shots were fired, and I was afraid the detective might have taken them for me. But one looked over my shoulder, and I saw that the shots fired were coming from the stairs, and Dalinda was the one who had the gun in her hands this time."Get out of there." She called out as Milton rushed past her to help Detective Kevin and I to move to the stairs."Miles." The detective called out before he started running back to the sitting room.The split second we were all distracted, Elizabeth shot at us again.All of us dropped to the floor. Blood spilled down the stairs, and my eyes widened as I looked up to se
Elijah Smith...Cane decided to stay in the surveillance room to keep an eye on everyone, especially Connor and Elliot.I left two men with him and left the surveillance room with Dante and one other man, and we decided to go to the rotting rooms to find Victor's daughter. I shot him a text to let him know that our group was the closest to his daughter and that we were about to help her out, that was so he would be able to focuse on the real task at hand."You really believe this marriage will work?" I whispered to Dante as we started making our way through the halls."It better work. You two are expecting a kid now." Dante replied, forcing me to roll my eyes. "You know damn well whose marriage I'm talking about." I hissed at him."Trust me, Elijah. It will work." Dante finally replied before we came to a stop at a cornor.I looked down at my phone when a low buzz came from it and saw that there was a text from Cane."Two armed men coming your way." Was what Cane sent me.I showe
I didn't want to take my time to think about what I was going to do. I didn't want my hesitation to cost the kid his life.I quickly dropped my eyes to my phone."Miles is goig to the stirs." I wrote down with utmost speed, making spelling errors I couldn't care to check. It didn't matter if my spelling was wrong in the text. All that mattered was that the detective understood what I was trying to say.I looked at the box showing that sitting room. A small light came from the corner, and I could tell that it was the light from the detectives phone. I could see panic on his face when the light gave away his expression.He quickly sent me a text."Stop him." I didn't hesitate for another second.I looked up at the monitor to see where little Miles was. The second I saw that he was getting closer to the hall turning to the stairs, I rushed to the door. Shoving my phone back into my pants, I fumbled with the locks and pulled the door open before I ran to the door of the room.I rushed