Luciano "How can a private investigator struggle to find one girl? Is she invisible or what? I paid him handsomely!" "Its not that easy to find someone without a face. I'd tell him to hurry things up" my secretary said.. I still couldn't get Eloise off my head. Wondering what exactly I did wrong that night. Was i such a bad kisser that she had me thrown out of her house late at night while crying. I just couldn't wrap my head around everything. But I still had to find the girl from five years ago. Atleast I owe her an apology. "Call the private investigator again. Tell him that the sooner he finds her the more like he is to get ten times of what I initially offered" "Ten times? That'd be twenty million sir" "I need him to see how much I am willing to pay for him to get this done, that way he will take it seriously " I leaned back in the chair and rested my hand on the table. "I really have an important question to ask about this" James ran his hand
ELOISE"So what's going to happen to our museum? The economy is tough, and how did we not have even the slightest idea that the director took so much loan?" Felicia said in a low tone."No one is even offering to buy it. This means it would close down soon, right?" Mathew said."We have a wonderful heiress. I heard she was doing very much wonderfully in art abroad.""I doubt she would want the museum. She'd probably go back to live her perfect quiet life in peace.""Then should we look for another job? Mr. Josh should know what will happen. He was the director's nephew.""Oh, please. You know he has never been up to any good," Felicia snorted."However, it's still a surprise how the director suddenly passed away. He was hale and healthy. Except that he recently started overworking himself.""Why was he overworking? Did anything unusual happen?" I asked after waiting outside the staff quarter for almost thirty minutes."...Are you?""Yes. I'm the director's daughter. Sorry I didn't int
ELOISEThe evening sky was heavy, and soon after I left the office, it began to drizzle. The street looked bleak under the hazy, misting rain, making the streetlights seem dimmer.I sat in the driver’s seat, one hand on the wheel, the other propped up beside the window.It was fair enough that the restaurant for the blind date wasn’t far from the museum.I pulled into the parking spot of Octopus Restaurant and stepped out, walking with even, graceful strides. My eyes roamed over the restaurant, and I couldn’t help but wonder why on earth he chose an octopus restaurant of all places.“I don’t eat octopus; I’m allergic to it,” I reminded myself again, mentally rehearsing what I’d say if he ordered something that didn’t sit well with me.Something like an octopus. I haven’t been to Italy for a while, but I never imagined octopus would still be sold in the twenty-first century. I can’t wrap my head around it.I quickened my pace as my eyes settled on a corner table where a man was waiting
ELOISEMy heart was heavy as I grabbed the business card from her trembling hands, my fingers shaking slightly as I held it up to the light. His name stared back at me, bold and indifferent: Damon Huxley. CEO of GED.My world felt like it was spinning; my mind went back to the argument, the painful memory, the lie, and his betrayal.He had no right to take them—no right at all. I swallowed hard, feeling a rage rise within me.“How could you let him take my children without calling me first?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, the panic making it hard to soften my tone.The nanny’s face crumpled. “I’m so sorry, ma’am. He... he said he was their father, and he seemed so calm. I didn’t think…”I barely heard her explanation. How the hell did she believe that? My mind was already three steps ahead. I grabbed my phone, dialing his number with a desperation I couldn’t control. It rang endlessly without an answer.The room felt colder, my frustration increasing with every second of s
LUCIANO "Boss, your date was perfectly ruined. I could see from her facial expression that she won't want anything to do with halmart again" "James! Don't tell me you are serious right now?" I gritted my teeth..I forgot to ask him not to go on the date since she happened to be Eloise. "You asked me to do that ! By the way, her gallery was beautiful. I enjoyed every single painting I saw there and I bet you, that ticket didn't go to waste. " " Don't be ridiculous! I barely saw any paint on the paper. I didn't understand any single thing. Gosh" I snorted. "You are not supposed to understand art, Luciano. Wait, are we having this conversation as friends or as your employee? I don't want to risk being fired for the 60th time this year" I ignored him and poured myself a glass of whisky inside a glass cup filled halfway with blocks of ice. "I guess it's the former since you are drinking whiskey in front of your employee which is definitely against the work c
Five years was enough to find someone. Maybe James was right. I'd have to let the woman at that billionaire's party go. And whenever she decides to show up, I would compensate her with enough money. "Have you seen how adorable those kids are? You won't hesitate to love them once you set your eyes on them. I wonder which idiot left her to care for the children alone. " Obviously her ex- husband. But grandfather's excitement made me think this was some sort of buy one and get three free kind of deal. He might not have been aware that Eloise was once married. Grandfather finally allowed me to go, and I drove down the lonely route to my house. I slowed down the moment I sighted Eloise walking sluggishly as if she could collapse at any moment. She should be able to handle enough pressure as a director. I drove closer the the pedestrian walk and whine down my window before popping my head out a little. " I see you have made my money seeing how early you are leaving work"
ELOISE"we are here" I announced once we got to the shopping mall. Luciano halted the car and I gently alighted. "Thank you for the ride" I said, waved at him before walking to the mall. I had to buy a new pair for work tomorrow. However, when I entered the mall, I looked back to see Luciano behind me. "Are you following me now?" I cringed"Don't flatter yourself. I'm just looking to know if there's new stock I would like. You might not know this, but I come here quite often I'm a diamond level customer " "Fine I don't need to know all that details . I already told you, I won't runaway with your money" I smacked my head. I was really getting impatient at his pettiness. "I know... It's just that I'd like to get back my shoes. It's really important to me you know. But it's fine, you've got to bring them to me tomorrow. Okay?" "Yes, sure. You’ll get your precious crocs tomorrow," I muttered, rolling my eyes. He smirked, clearly amused at my annoyance.Just
ELOISE "we are here" I announced once we got to the shopping mall. Luciano halted the car and I gently alighted. "Thank you for the ride" I said, waved at him before walking to the mall. I had to buy a new pair for work tomorrow. However, when I entered the mall, I looked back to see Luciano behind me. "Are you following me now?" I cringed "Don't flatter yourself. I'm just looking to know if there's new stock I would like. You might not know this, but I come here quite often I'm a diamond level customer " "Fine I don't need to know all that details . I already told you, I won't runaway with your money" I smacked my head. I was really getting impatient at his pettiness. "I know... It's just that I'd like to get back my shoes. It's really important to me you know. But it's fine, you've got to bring them to me tomorrow. Okay?" "Yes, sur
ELOISEI opened one eye a crack but the shaft of piercing light forced me to shut it again. My headache was a low throb, and the pain in my jaw more pronounced.“Mrs. Kate?” a soft female voice said.That name again. Oh, God, why did it seem wrong? My eyelids fluttered open and I winced against the blaze of light, then realized the light has been turned down low, the blinds drawn, the room is now semidark.“Do you know where you are?”I nodded. seeing the ECG and the pungent smell I'm perceiving the IV and all. I couldn't be in a full body spa section receiving a body massage. My mouth tasted terrible, my skin itched from lying in bed and my hair felt stringy, my scalp gritty. Slowly, the blur that was the nurse’s face came into focus.“This is The Hospital, and I’m Jessica” The name tag on her pale blue jacket verified the information with an RN tacked on. Tall and blonde with crystal blue eyes, she offered a smile of straight white teeth. “Glad to have you with us.”I swa
LUCIANOYep, it was quite a place. If you liked a house that seemed to have no soul.The front door opened and Alex strode inside... He dropped his briefcase on the lowest step of the staircase. Yanking off his gloves, he glared through the archway at his brother.“You said Eloise was awake,” he accused, his gray eyes harsh and disbelieving.“I said she woke up and stared at me, said a few words and fell asleep or whatever you want to call it again. Then and her eyes opened she couldn't speak . Just for a splitting seconds” I explained“Well, she never so much as moved while I was there and I stayed over an hour.” Alex unbuttoned his coat. “The doctor told me waiting around was futile. They’ll call if there’s any change.” Tossing his coat over the banister, he walked into the sitting room. “Hell of a thing, isn’t it?” He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarette. “After over three months of nothing, not one solitary sign of life, Eloise opens her eyes, speak
LUCIANO“I’m telling you she woke up, stared me straight in the eye and asked me who I was,” I said, still unnerved. Leaning against the window casement in the sitting room of the hundred-year-old mansion where I'd grown up, I yanked at the collar of my shirt and glanced at my little sister. . “Well, thank goodness she’s had a breakthrough,” Laura said from her favorite high-backed chair. “I’ve been so worried, you don’t know. This has been a nightmare, Luci, an absolute nightmare.”“It’s not over yet.”“Oh, I know.” She shook her head and not one strand of brown hair moved.The phone jangled in another part of the house, but Laura didn’t budge, she just glanced toward me like she was expecting me to pick up the phone when she's even more closer to it and younger than me . What sort of disrespect is that?.I sighed and ignored her. The phone jangled sharply again, then became silent. “Why won't you pick it up Laura? ” I said, clenching my fist so tightly that they were almost
LUCIANO My chest ached as I stayed crouched by her bedside, my eyes fixed on her bruised face, her fragile body nearly swallowed by the sterile white sheets. She was too still, too pale. I didn’t realize my vision had blurred until a tear slipped free, trailing down my cheek. I blinked hard, swiping at my face with the back of my hand, only to feel the pressure build again. “Damn it,” I muttered under my breath, glancing away, ashamed of my weakness. The tears caught me off guard. They blurred my vision until the hospital room turned into a watery haze. I didn’t even notice them fall until one hit the back of my hand. I swiped at it quickly, frustrated with myself. But as I looked at her, I saw them—thin, glistening streaks slipping down her temples from her closed eyes. I froze. My throat tightened painfully. “Eloise,” I whispered, leaning closer. “Eloise no, don’t…” My hand trembled as I reached out, brushing her tears away gently with the pads of my fingers. Her skin w
LUCIANO“Damn it, Eloise, what the hell happened?” I gasped. Shaking my head in disbelief. it was as if her situation got worst or maybe because she hadn't got surgery done when I saw her last. No matter how wretched she looked right now, in a drab cotton gown that she would have disdained as a rag, I had to remember the woman within. “How the hell did you end up here?” I whispered but I got no response. Behind her lids, her eyes moved. Wasn’t she supposed to be in a coma? The hairs on the back of my neck rose. “Eloise?” I whispered, his throat nearly closing on her name. “El?”Slowly, as if with all the effort in the world, her eyes opened a crack and then wider. She stared straight at me. My heart jolted.She squinted, blinked, but continued to keep me in her line of vision.“I thought you . . . I’d better call a nurse or a doctor.” my knuckles turned white as I gripped her bedShe lifted a hand to touch mine and struggled to speak, but her lips moved over teeth that were lac
LUCIANO“Breaking news this morning,” the anchor began, her tone perfect “A video has surfaced showing Damon , the CEO of GED . Today, exactly five years ago, the grand inauguration of GED, the largest construction company in Italy took an unexpected turn when a dramatic altercation unfolded before cameras. What should have been a celebration of corporate achievement became a scandal that has left the media abuzz.As the ceremony began in GED’s grand event hall, an uninvited woman pushed her way through security, claiming to be the CEO’s wife. Witnesses say the woman, later identified as Eloise Huxley, was visibly distraught and holding what appeared to be important documents. Her arrival caused a stir among the distinguished guests, all of whom were gathered to honor the new ownership of the company.However, what happened next shocked everyone. The CEO, Mr. Damon publicly denied any connection to her, addressing her as his ex-wife and accusing her of clinging to an ‘illusion.’ In a
LucianoI spent the rest of the night staring out at the rain-drenched cityscape from my penthouse. The lights of Portland blurred behind the steady downpour, but I wasn’t seeing any of it. My mind was locked on Eloise, on the tubes and machines keeping her alive, on the bruises Alex said covered her delicate skin. I poured myself another glass of bourbon, the amber liquid burning my throat as it went down. Damon had always been a thorn in my side, a constant shadow that refused to disappear. When I came into Eloise’s life, she had just begun piecing herself back together after her divorce from him. She never spoke of him often, but I didn’t need her to spell it out for me. The way her shoulders tensed at the mention of his name said enough. He’d broken her, stripped her of her confidence, and left scars no one could see. And now, the man who had torn her apart once was keeping me from her. He was controlling access to her hospital room, spinning the narrative to make it look like
LUCIANO "she's going to be fine. I assure you. Eloise can't die easily" "That’s just one theory.” Alex took a drag “The police and insurance companies are looking into it. I had the highway shut down. they said The vehicles never hit each other, at least that’s what they think. Eloise's Benz ended up off one side of the road, then semi further down the hill on the opposite side. both ended up smashed into trees, but you know what I think? It wasn't an accident. The truck driver sacrificed himself. ”“Damn,” I muttered underbreath. “Poor bastard.Alex snorted his agreement. “There’ve been detectives all over the place, asking everyone questions, waiting for Eloise to wake up and tell her side of the story.” He scowled darkly at the waters lapping in the bay.“She could be charged with negligent homicide, I suppose, if... She does pull through and wakes —”“If, Alex? If? She’s the strongest, most determined woman I know. She’ll make it. For Christ sakes, don’t put her in the grav
ELOISE.“Will Mom remember me?” an impertinent girl’s voice demanded, and I strained to open my eyes. The pain had reduced probably due to some kind of medication, but I couldn’t move my mouth still. My tongue felt thick and tasted awful, my eyelids were too heavy to open and I had no sense of my sorrounding. The only thing I knew knew was that I'd floated in and out of this state of semiconsciousness with my mind a jumbled blur. However, I wanted to see my daughter. I fought to lift a lid but couldn’t.“Of course your mother will remember you,” a woman said softly, her sharp, staccato footsteps snapping loudly as she approached the bed, the soft chink of jewelry accompanying the scent of that same elusive perfume. It was probably my mother in-law. her cologne was familiar. “Don’t worry.”“But she looks terrible.” The girl said again—my daughter. “I thought she’d be better by now.”“She is, but it just takes time, Giana. We’re all going to have to be patient. Do you want