Elise's POV. I swallowed hard, contemplating his words. "Are you willing to accept my term? Or do you have any hesitation—" "No, I don't have any hesitations" I shook my head slowly. "I will do anything you ask of me," I smiled at him. Roman had saved me before and he had been trustworthy. So, I was certain that he wouldn't ask anything insane. "Alright, I'll start my investigation and I promise that you won't regret putting this in my hands," Roman said with a smile on his lips. "Alright," I sighed. He moved away from me and stood straight. "You're beautiful," Roman complimented me. "I forgot to tell you that when I laid my eyes on you" My lips curled into a smile and I lowered my gaze for a second. "I wish you could show everyone your face, they would be more amazed," He added, his burning gaze still on me. "I want that too but I guess that life is unfair and I have to live with it," I replied with a heavy sigh. "Okay, I'll take my leave. I have some business to take car
Elise's POV. "Girlfriend?" I gasped, my eyes widening to the size of golf balls. I was shocked that he would demand something like that but then, I recalled how he teased me the other day. My eyes came back to their normal size and I smiled; "I know this is a joke, so stop it," As I tried looking away, he gave my chin a harder grip and made me face him again. "Annabel, I'm not joking," Roman said with a serious expression on his face. "How can you think that I will joke about something so sensitive and crucial?" I yanked his hand off my chin and said. "How can you ask that of me? We are friends and nothing more," "Why can't there be something more between us? Why do I have to be kept in the friendship zone? Am I not handsome enough," He questioned me with a desperation that I had never seen in his eyes before. "Not getting into a relationship with you has nothing to do with your looks or attitude., " I said, truthfully. "I'm not interested in any relationship. I have been sing
Elise's POV. 'Elise, can you hear me?' Damien muttered over the phone. 'You've been recently involved in a scandal. I don't think that it would be great for my reputation if I'm seen with you,' I said, attempting to evade his invitation. 'Haven't you seen the trending video on the internet?' He asked, sounding a bit happy. 'I have been proven innocent and you of all people should know that I am not that kind of person,' 'You're not?' I faked a laugh. 'I hurt you and I've been admitting my mistake. But you shouldn't think that I would go to such horrible lengths, you know that I'm not that bad.' He uttered in his defense. He was sort of right. I was simply blinded by my thirst for revenge, and I didn't think things through before acting. I sighed, trying hard to keep my thumbnail from getting between my teeth.'I will take your silence as an agreement to my words. So, are you going to meet me tonight?' He wouldn't give up and I wouldn't succumb either. 'No, I'm not going to see
Elise's POV. 'What do you mean by you're her boyfriend?' Roman yelled. 'Give the fucking phone to her,' 'I never listen to people's commands so I'm sorry but I won't do that.' Damien said and hung up. 'Damien, give me my phone!' I yelled and smacked his back. He finally faced me but instead of giving me my phone, he raised his hand, preventing me from taking it. "Who is Roman?" Damien asked again. I let out a sigh and replied. "He's just a friend," "A friend? Well, I don't think that is the case because, from his tone, I think that he likes you," Damien said. "I don't care if he likes me."I said sincerely and raised my hand to grab my phone."Damien, stop playing games with me!""I will give you your phone but I want to ask one more question," He said, calmly. I lowered my hand and inquired. "What do you want to ask?" "Do you like him?" Damien asked, staring down at me with a burning gaze. "Do you want him to be more than a friend?" I rolled my eyes before giving a reply. "I
Elise's POV. I let his tongue slide into my mouth and I didn't regret it. I was welcomed with this taste that had me craving for more. How can someone's mouth taste so delicious and enticing? My tongue went deeper into his mouth and goodness!, his taste became sweeter. His tongue slowly roamed around mine and our tongues began dancing in each other's mouth. At one point, he parted the kiss a little and licked my lips. I brought out my tongue and he gave it a lick. It seemed weird but I found myself enjoying it. As he licked my tongue again, he captured my lips too, and pulled away, leaving me wanting. He gave my lips another suck and a soft moan escaped my lips. He took his hand to my neck and his fingers caressed my throat gently. I let out another moan and my tongue found its way back into his mouth. This time, I made sure to passionately explore every corner of it. He tasted so good that I couldn't have enough of him. He had me moaning, each time he teased me. I wondered wha
Elise's POV. "Crush?" He raised his brows at me. I had never told him that I had always been interested in him since my younger days. But I believed that there was no reason to talk about the past anymore because that would only bring back horrible memories. Memories that I didn't want to remember. "You just called me, your crush. Don't tell me that—" He laughed unable to complete his sentence. "Let's not talk about that," I gently pushed him off me and he lay by my side. I grabbed the duvet and used it to cover my nakedness. "The rain is still drizzling," I muttered and turned to look at him. "I used to play and dance a lot in the rain when I was a kid. It used to be fun but then…" He trailed off like he recalled something that he didn't want to talk about. "Then what?" I asked, my curiosity piqued. Damien sighed, shaking head. "Nothing, I just stopped and probably lost interest in it," "Well, it didn't seem like that when you pulled me into the rain, running like a seven-y
Elise's POV. "What did you just say?" I asked, hoping that I had misheard her. "Ma'am, I tried to hold on to her but they ripped her out of my hands and punched me in the stomach…" Adaline cried. Fear and shock seized my heart. I felt this suffocation overwhelm my chest, I began struggling to breathe. My heart raced as if might burst out of my chest. Tears stung my eyes and I shook my head in denial. I was waiting for my daughter to return from school. She couldn't have gotten kidnapped, this must have been a nightmare. I removed my hands from Adaline's face and took them to my ears. I closed my eyes and muttered, "I'm still on the island, I'm on the bed and this is a bad dream… this can't be true. It's a bad dream." "Anna," Jones called and I looked at him. "We are going to find her, nothing bad is going to happen to her," Jones said but I wasn't listening. "No, she didn't get kidnapped. This is all a fucking dream!!!" I shrieked and tears slipped out of my eyes. "This can't
Elise's POV. It had been more than four days since my daughter got kidnapped. The police were able to find some leads from the CCTV cameras but they all led to dead ends. The kidnappers never called, as Jones had expected. The guards have had no luck either I had been unable to sleep for the past few days, I had all my modeling shoots and runways canceled. I haven't stepped out of my room either or eaten much. All I could think of was my daughter. I had been staring at my phone for hours, waiting for a call saying that they'd found her. I just wanted to hear her voice and see her. I wanted to feel her chubby cheeks and kiss them as much as I wanted. I yearned to hug her small body in my arms and tuck her into bed like I used to.I recalled how much she loved the stories I told her, but now, I couldn't read any to her for days. I wondered how she slept in that place because she could never sleep without listening to her bedtime stories. I pondered on the thought of her being sta
CHAPTER 127 - The end. Elise's POV. Two weeks passed, and the day of the trial came. Although it came sooner than expected, I was ready to go along with whatever Damien planned. As I walked into the courtroom with my disowned parents, I recalled what they had told me. Father told me to trust him after he discovered the cop was arrested. He insisted that the video was real, making me hate him more. I hated him more than I hated the devil because he was worse. How could he act so passionately about avenging my sister when he was the perpetrator? How could he look like my mother in my eyes and pretend to be a supportive husband? I doubted that my mother knew anything about his crime. She must have believed his accusation against Damien, because why would he rape his daughter? Except she wasn't. I suddenly paused as the new narrative settled into my mind. My father had always been poor and insufferable, what if my mom got tired of him or wanted to help the family and cheated in the
CHAPTER 127 - The end. Elise's POV. Two weeks passed, and the day of the trial came. Although it came sooner than expected, I was ready to go along with whatever Damien planned. As I walked into the courtroom with my disowned parents, I recalled what they had told me. Father told me to trust him after he discovered the cop was arrested. He insisted that the video was real, making me hate him more. I hated him more than I hated the devil because he was worse. How could he act so passionately about avenging my sister when he was the perpetrator? How could he look like my mother in my eyes and pretend to be a supportive husband? I doubted that my mother knew anything about his crime. She must have believed his accusation against Damien, because why would he rape his daughter? Except she wasn't. I suddenly paused as the new narrative settled into my mind. My father had always been poor and insufferable, what if my mom got tired of him or wanted to help the family and cheated in the
Author's POV. Elise's eyes widened and she grasped his hand in shock. She didn't expect him to attempt to hurt her, but she was ready to defend herself. She had already gone through some training and gotten stronger than before. She wasn't going to allow anyone to trample on her again. "You bastard!" She suddenly kicked his groin with her knee and stepped on his foot. He screamed and she used the opportunity to push him to the floor. The moment he fell, she ran away from the room. She called the attention of other officers and he was arrested. He denied the allegations she leveled against him, but he couldn't deny his crimes again when the CCTV footage was played. Elise watched how they took him to a cell and she was so happy about it. "Since he's in jail, I don't think there's any need to get the video. I just have to give the judge this recording and show them the marks of his abuse," Elise uttered, walking to a corner and taking pictures of the officer's fingerprints. "Did
Author's POV. "Go to hell, Damien," Roman spat. "Yes, captain," Damien mocked and left the detention room. Roman turned his gaze to the direction Demirn left and felt very upset. He didn't achieve his aim, which was berating and mocking Damien. "Why does it seem like he was expecting me?" Roman asked himself and frowned. "He was saying the right words and his tone was so dark. I hope he isn't monitoring me in some way or digging up some dirt on me," Roman became a bit suspicious, but then he kicked out the thought. He doubted that Damien would know much about his past and since he had enough money, it would be easy for him to escape punishment. "I can't let that bastard upset me," Roman cleared his throat and unbuttoned his shirt. "He's the one in jail not me, he should be worried not the other around," His words were more like a comfort for him, but deep down he couldn't help being nervous. "Fuck," He cussed, slamming his hand on the table. "I'm going to kill that bastard in
Author's POV. Elise left the police station and made her way to Mercedes' house. Although she could have gone to meet Adaline and Jones, she felt a need to speak with someone less familiar.Mercedes had been a bit trustworthy in the past, and Elise wanted someone who wouldn't judge her decisions because of the relationship they shared. Standing in front of the gates, Elise rang the bell and waited. After a few moments, the gates automatically opened to her.As Elise walked up the path to the mansion and almost reached it, the mansion's door swung open.Mercedes' brimming smile was revealed as she stepped out of the mansion to behold the one she once loved.Mercedes had found a way to kill those feelings she had. Although it took her some time to do that, she eventually succeeded."Elise," Mercedes called, walking briskly towards her.Elise stood and waited for the latter to get to her. As Mercedes reached her front, she cupped her face."What brings you here?" Mercedes asked, curiou
Author's POV.Elise's tears ran down her face like a flood. The pain she felt in her heart was immense. She never imagined that the man she loved would do that to her sister.Damien raped Emerald, who was a minor. Then acted like a savior towards Elise, taking advantage of her naivety."How could he have done that to a little girl? What sort of person is he?" Elise asked herself, slowly dropping to her knees. She trusted him so much and even challenged her parents because of him. She couldn't believe that he betrayed her trust in such a horrible way. "Fuck!!!" Elise cussed, gripping her hair in anger. She hated the fact that she wasn't there to protect her little sister. She felt disgusted about crushing on Damien, loving him and even getting pregnant twice for him. It pained her to the core that she didn't know the sort of monster he was."We told you, right?" Elise heard her mother's voice and her heart shattered."We didn't have any evidence then to prove that he raped her. Alth
Author's POV."What!" Elise exclaimed and sprang up from where she sat. She walked up to where Damien stood and stepped in front of him.The cop had to take a step back because Elise looked so fierce. "What rape are you talking about?" Elise questioned in a tone mixed with confusion and annoyance. "I don't understand you,"She suddenly shifted her gaze from the cop to the people beside him, and her eyes widened a bit. "Mother, father," She gasped at the sight of them, then regretted calling them by those names.She promised not to do that after they mocked her over her downfall during the disappearance of Natalie. "What are both of you doing here with a cop?" Elise asked, doubtful about what the cop said."This bastard was the one who raped your sister to death," Her father confirmed, shocking her."Emerald was raped," Her hands flew to her mouth in surprise.Her parents never stated any details about her sister's death. She always wondered how her younger sister lost her life."Ye
Author's POV.Damien walked to the door and barged into the restroom. He met Elise throwing up into the toilet and he grew more concerned.He moved closer to her and patted her back a little."Easy, take it easy," He whispered, rubbing her back.Elise sighed and raised her head. She walked to the sink and turned on the water. She rinsed her mouth, then washed her face."Are you okay?" Damien asked softly. "Did you eat something you were allergic to?"Elise shook her head and lifted her head. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and squinted a bit.She wondered why she had been feeling nauseous, then realized that she had been experiencing other symptoms as well. She had been feeling sleepy, having mood swings, and experiencing nausea.Those were all pregnancy symptoms and to top it all, she hadn't seen her menstrual period either."My menstrual period," Elise gasped and faced Damien."What's wrong with it?" Damien inquired, his face creased in confusion. "Have you seen it?"Dami
Author's POV.It had been two days since Elise and Damien had their fun. While Elise had resumed her modeling jobs, Damien had been working and planning toward the destruction of Roman.Damien wasn't going to wait for Roman to strike again. He was going to strike first and hard. He had been executing a few schemes and meeting an old enemy of Roman was one of them."Good day sir," Damien smiled as he walked into the old-fashioned office.The office had archaic designs. It lacked the beauty of the modern world, but it had this special and unique feeling of the old period attached to it.Damien loved the statue that he beheld and he liked the painting on the wall. The painting drew his attention more than the man he had come to see.The painting was that of a woman. One side of the woman had fair skin and a touch of rosiness on her cheeks, while the other side had scars, bruises, and tears running down her darkened eyes.The painting was so realistic."Do you want it?" The old man behind