Elijah Smith...I glanced at the phone I dropped on top of my desk earlier and frowned. The mere sight of it angered me.It hasn't even been a full twenty four hours since she popped in to my life yet my temper has grown ten times over.I scoffed at the thought of the picture frame she left on my nightstand.For someone as small and timid as her, she sure did know how to get on my nerves.Marrying Ella was not an easy decision, especially since I was told last minute that she was the one I would be marrying.When I signed the contract with Albert Williamson the night Custo died in a "car accident", he'd promised me bondage through the eldest daughter.It didn't matter if Elizabeth and Ella were twins. Elizabeth was the eldest between them, meaning that she held the key to their kingdom.Though smaller than my own, the Williamson's hold quite a fortuen that would definitely come in handy to solve side problems. And, having their fortune meant beating Custo even when he's laying si
Ella Williamson...I sat at the counter with my elbows leaned against the cool black granite countertop, watching Milton and Dalinda move around the kitchen to prepare a small lunch for the people working in the mansion.The two looked like the most loving couple I had ever set my eyes on.They would once in a while glace at each other or share a smile, showing me just how much they loved each other.Watching the two move around the open kitchen made me feel like I was watching a beautiful performance. They knew what they were doing and they were enjoying it.It honestly made me jealous.I could tell that their worlds revolve around each other. Even after all the years they've been together, they still managed to make each other smile and laugh.The old couple made sure to keep me entertained.They spoke about their time as a young couple. They didn't dive in to how they met, but they mentioned hilarious moments from when they were in school.Dalinda threw her head back and ho
I stared at the wall for hours without moving a single muscle.After Cane and I returned to the mansion, I walked through the front doors and made a beeline for Elijah's room.I needed a quite place to shut everything out. But the moment I stepped in to his room, my mind started playing games with me.I tried to shut the voices out.I tried to block the horrible images from entering my head. But I failed miserably.If I was back at home, I would have successfully escape moments like this by letting myself get lost in the beautiful colours of the paints.I would use all the anxiety and fear as a strength to wield my weapons.I wanted to do the same here. But of course, I couldn't.So, I ended up dropping myself on the edge of the bed and stared in to the wall.I didn't realize how long I'd stayed frozen until I heard the door open.I moved my eyes over to the door and tensed up when I saw Elijah walk in.The second he stepped in to the room, he roamed his eyes across it before he settl
I woke up three times last night, and it wasn't because I couldn't find comfort in the bathtub. It was because of the nightmares that would poison my sleep.I kept trying to get some rest but each time I close my eyes and sleep tried to drag me in to the deep, I would startle awake, soaked with sweat and trembling with fear.By the time I woke up for the third time, I realized that trying to sleep was useless. So, I decided to leave the bathroom.The amount of care it took for me to unlock the door was unimaginably challenging. I couldn't afford waking Elijah up with the loud click of the lock.When I walked out of the bathroom though, Elijah was not in bed.Even though it was dark in the room, the glow coming from the bathroom provided enough light for me to see that there wasn't anyone laying on the bed.I glanced towards the walk in closet to see that it was wide open, but Elijah wasn't in there either.With a frown, I walked to the middle of the bedroom and wondered what to do nex
Cane was waiting for me by the car outside of the mansion. When I approached the car, he held open the back door for me until I got in. My mind was elsewhere, constantly thinking about how my sister didn't tell me about something that big.I did not want to go shopping, and to be honest, I didn't want to go back home either. But I was given an order, so I followed it.The drive to the store felt long. I kept my eyes outside while my fingers picked at the corner of my phone case.When we finally reached our destination, Cane parked the car and turned around to look at me."Mr. Smith said you can pick which ever dress you like. It's owned by Smooth Smith so everything is free... Well, just for you." He added before he got out of the car and walked around to open the door for me.Letting out a sigh, I hopped out of the car and looked towards the store we stopped in front of.From where I was standing, I could see most of the inside of the store through the glass windows and I have to s
I fished my notebook out of my pocket.'It was you last night?' I wrote before I tossed the notebook to Cane.Cane effortlessly caught the notebook with his right hand and read what I wrote before he nodded his head."Yes, it was me." He replied with an apologetic smile. "I... tend to sleepwalk sometimes. I don't know what's happening at that very moment, so I always check the security feed every morning."A small mischievous smile crawled up his lips."The cameras might have caught you running like there was a ghost chasing after you." He chuckled.Oh, how embarrassing.I was too scared at that moment. My one goal was to run away from the tall figure and make my escape. Cane tossed the notebook back to me."It's best if you avoid taking a walk at night by yourself. The mansion might be safe but it has its own flaws, and sadly, I'm one of them." He warned.I nodded my head as I shoved my notebook and pen in to the front pocket of my hoody.The woman, Amy returned with many dresses dr
Getting ready for the dinner party was hard. All I had to do was put the dress on and tie my hair, which could have only taken a few minutes. But I ended up using an entire hour procrastinating, not wanting to go with Elijah. However, something told me that if I stayed a minute longer, Elijah would come to get me and that would not be a pleasant situation.After I pulled the black dress on, I tied my hair in to a neat bun.I looked at myself through the mirror and made sure that the turtleneck covered my neck well, along with the hideous scar.I slipped the black heels I'd worn to my father's grave and once again looked at myself.I looked pretty plain.From the few glances I've caught of these dinner parties, I've noticed that everyone comes to showoff. Every person I'd seen come to the house were dressed to impress, looking flashy in their expensive dresses and jewelries.With the simple tight dress that reached below my knees, I knew I would be able blend in to the background so w
Elijah Smith...I could feel how nervous Ella was beside me. Everytime someone approached us to have a conversation with me, she would shrink further behind me, trying to get unnoticed by everyone.And to her credit, she did go unnoticed except for when her family members approach.I could tell that she has a very shy nature to her but with how her own sister didn't want her here at the dinner party and how her mother kept shooting her a fake smile, I wondered if she was shy or was just unwanted to the point that she was convinced that she was shy.I've been carefully watching everyone around the hall and I did manage to catch her mother glancing our way. The loving gaze was no longer in her eyes as she stared at Ella from a distance.I could tell that there was a heavy tension between the Williamsons. I've always wondered why I never saw the other twin before Custo passed away.Now, I have an idea that maybe they were just hiding her. Why? That, I do not know. It did manage
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