Elizabeth kicks off her heels as soon as she gets to her villa. Today was exponentially more stressful than other days, as the company was preparing for tomorrow’s press conference and handing over the business to her. She drags herself to the bathroom for a shower before her date with August, at least she had something to look forward to. As she gets undressed, her cell phone starts ringing. Digging through her handbag, she finally pulls it out and, smiling, sees that it’s August calling. “Hey, babe. I just got home from work and hopped straight into a shower. Will be two sec-
Elizabeth stumbles into her office in a daze, unsure of what to think. Surely there must be a reason August lied to her. Right?She heads over to her desk and sits down. Who was the woman with him? Why did he lie to her and say he was in Taiwan? Feeling like she was going crazy with all the unanswered questions, she throws herself into her work set before her. She might be a bit upset now but that didn't mean her work would go on the back burne
August looks up at Elizabeth's villa as he drives away. What has he done? He never in his life thought he would be the lying type, but now he got caught out in a lie. Driving to his villa, he silently admonishes himself for not being truthful. Elizabeth didn't deserve what he did. And to top it off, he missed her big day so he could meet up with her.
‘‘What’s the point?!” Elizabeth exclaims as she buries her face in her arms. She could not concentrate at all. This thing with August was eating her up inside. It has been a week with no word from him. Maybe he had given up on their relationship.Joseph walks into her office with a frown on his face. “Boss?” he asks, ‘‘Everything okay?” looking at her with visible concern. She looks up f
August watches her as the elevator closes. ‘’Damn it!” he utters in irritation. Why wouldn’t she listen to him?! He needed to explain what was going on with Madison before she gets to a misguided conclusion. Running his fingers through his hair in annoyance, he glances towards her office and spots her PA staring daggers at him then proceeding to type on his desktop computer.Ah. She already had the wrong idea. ‘’Damn it!” he exclaims again and moves to leave the building. He takes his phone out of his pocket and calls her number, but as expected, she declines the call. He drives away from Blair Industries in anger and frustration.Something needed to be resolved before this got any worse. This was entirely his fault, as he knew he should have approached her about this sooner, now he might lose her over a misunderstanding. Out of the corner of his eye, he spots Elizabeth getting out of her Maybach
It was infatuation that led August to this. He couldn't just leave well enough alone, he couldn't just ignore Madison.He couldn't throw her away as she did to him.Two years before he and Em
Finishing up her latest design, Elizabeth sighs and hangs her head in her hands. She grew tired of acting like the separation from August wasn’t upsetting or troubling her, when in reality it saddened her deeply.She felt betrayed by August. After everything they had been through, he had just given it all up for an ex-girlfriend. She picks up her cell phone
August wakes up the next morning, unsure if last night was nothing but a wicked dream. He peeks at the spot next to him and sees Elizabeth’s sleeping figure curled facing away from him but still sleeping. Smiling and exhaling with relief as he shifts to face her and hold her against him. He lost her because of his stupidity, but he made sure Madison was out of his life for good. She was previously his muse, but she crushed his heart and spirit when she chose to marry for wealth. No matter what she told him a few days ago, his heart wasn’t hers to break anymore.
Madison Page looks up at August’s manor and grins sadly. She knew she lost August a long time ago because she chose money over their love but not a day goes by where she didn’t regret her decision. Years of being nothing but a punching bag to her husband showed her how karma worked, her son was the only light at the end of a very dark tunnel.She spots movement on the front porch and sees the manor’s front door opening.
Elizabeth rummages through her storage. Damon had run off in this direction with her bag and she could not find her wallet anywhere. Today was the opening of Libellule School of Design and she would be late at this rate. Sighing in exasperation, she vows never to have any more kids. As she bends down to look behind one of Damon's old strollers, she spots a box hidden in the far end of the shelf. She frowns and reaches in further until she could touch the box and pulls it out. It was about the size of a normal shoe box and looked oddly familiar. She took the top off and sighed, it was a photo album. Her mother used to old fashioned back in the day before greed took over. As she paged through the album, she becomes misty eyed at the happy memories she had when Blair was still alive.But as she neared the end, she recognized an envelope that she put there a long time ago; a letter left to her by her parents in their will. She had completely forgotten about the letter; he
Elizabeth waves at Damon as he walked into daycare, his blonde curls bobbing up and down as he runs towards his teacher. At three years old he was already starting to look like his father, he even inherited August’s heterochromia but he had the temperament of his mother, loving and kind.Just as she was about to turn around, she sees Damon turn around and wave to her one last time, “Bye, mama! Wuv you!” he shouts and gives her a big smile, her heart absolutely bursting with love. He then runs inside, feeling satisfied with his message.She gets inside her Maybach and drives towards Blair Industries.Life being married to August was everything she could ever hope for. Damon was growing every day. Both their companies were doing exceptionally well and they were more in love than ever. She kept on waiting for her world to come crashing down, but it never came.Maybe true happiness does exist, she thinks to
Emily watches from the vantage point of her bulletproof bedroom windows.Antonio was hoisting Amy into his Emperor, of course, he came with that ridiculous car to do a rescue. She sees them getting away despite the gunfire and sighs sadly, knowing Antonio would plan revenge after he sees the extent of Amy’s injuries she had Vito inflict over the past 3 days.She touched his woman, his property. He will be out for blood.She turns away from the window and walks out into the hallway. Piero had already called a cleanup crew to dispose of the Russo filth on Marino territory. “Famiglia!” she calls, and all her soldiers had their attention on her, “Tomorrow we wage war on Russo ground. They trespassed on our territory for the last time. We need to make an example of them.” she hollers, with heated grunts and shouts coming from her men.It always amazed her at the power she had over these men and h
Emily tells her enforcer, Vito, to leave Amy to stew in her own thoughts for the night. They would continue with the torture in the morning. The evening would give her plenty of time to reconsider her predicament and tell them where Antonio was hiding out.She couldn’t help but think her brother a coward. He left the woman he supposedly loved in order to keep himself safe. Giovanni would turn in his grave if he knew the man he trained to be the next Boss was in fact a coward and not worthy of the Omerta.Smiling a silent victory, she slips into her nightgown and retires for the evening.***Days pass with no word from her brother or his family.Vito had exhausted all his t
* August and Elizabeth's story will continue soon.*Emily stares at her reflection in the mirror.A face she did not recognize anymore because of the extensive plastic surgery she had to endure after the blast to their limo 2 years ago. Just as she was made Boss before killing Giovanni Russo, her territory had been invaded and they betrayed her. Luckily, she reclaimed her throne before the vultures descended. She took down so many of Russo’s men that she lost count. In Sicily, they nicknamed her Strega Rossa because of her red hair and penchant for killing with blades. She definitely was not Antonio’s pufetta anymore.She puts on her corset and has her ancella lace her up tightly. She only fought in corsets, the pain meant no
Elizabeth stares at Damon through the glass of his incubator with a worried frown etched on her face.After they found him screaming in a bassinet in one of the hospital hallways, her doctor had run all the necessary tests on him to see if they hurt him. There was nothing physically wrong with him, however, he endured tremendous stress during his abduction. He wa
*WARNING, EXPLICIT SCENE*
August looks down at his bloodied fist.He had to take his anger out on something after seeing Madison walk out of the hospital with his newborn son. Staring at the wall, he watches his blood drip down the paint and proceeds to punch it over and over again.
Hi, there readers! I am so sorry for the delay in updates to the story. The last week of December has been so hectic for me, but that’s no excuse. I will be writing full time from the end of January, so be prepared for daily updates! Thank you so much for reading my novel and supporting me, you have no idea how much I appreciate your feedback and support!Love always, J.Tarr x