ELOISEI squinted at the bedside clock. 12:00 PM? Seriously?A thick fog of grogginess clung to me as I tried to move, but something—no, someone's arm was pressing against my waist. I froze, confusion clouding my thoughts. I couldn’t remember the last time I woke up with a guy in my bed. Actually, I could. It was five years ago. But this was different.The arm around me was solid, warm, and strangely comforting, as if it could shield me from whatever danger I could encounter . He smelled... incredible. A soft sigh slipped from my lips as I snuggled closer to the warm body, not quite ready to face reality. I kept my eyes closed, curling into the warmth. The arm tightened around me, pulling me closer still until back pressed flush against a solid haired chest, and I could feel his breath stir the hairs on my neck. I melted, but then—Wait.Who was this? What happened last night?I could barely get my brain to work, my thoughts sluggish and hazy. I shifted a little, touching somet
ELOISEDamon hadn't called, texted or bugged me. He finally probably understand everything now. That it was all over between us. Now I have to figure it how to get my house back. I'd use my period as an excuse for not Cooking..I only managed to wash the kids up while Luciano did all the cooking and tidying up.. he hated take out and I have noticed that he loves making food himself.. Like it was some destressing exercise. "Your number was not going through and we were all really worried that something has happened to you" Felicia said the moment I sat in my officeTwo days of being away from reality was absolutely Worth it. " I had other things to sort out" I replied and continued staring at the file that has picked my interest. There wasn't even the slightest increase in the earnings. I stayed until 6pm so I could pick my things that Yanet had sent from the states. The sun had already dipped below the horizon by the time I loaded the last box into my tr
ELOISE "What's wrong with you Eloise. Are you okay" Luciano questioned the moment he saw me put ony shade" Nothing. Can't I go to work in style?" I lied walking hurriedly outside. ,,He gave me a furrowed gaze like he could swear l esse lying. " El. Ummm ... I ... Well you look good in it I'm just curious that you came back tired yesterday, ignored every damn person and went ahead to sleep_" "Mmm... About that. I was just really exhausted. I'm sorry I got you worried. " ,"Worried my ass " he muttered, I feel like the last thing Luciano would ever admit to was caring for me. He might not really love me though but right from the moment we met. He cared. He worried. "Hey Eloise" Luciano's dark eyes stared to my soul. I would have loved to get rid of my shade to see his beautiful eyes more clearly and naturally but he was damn going to freak out if he sees the bruise I had in my eyes. "What happened Mr. Luciano " his face frowned and he shifted like he was slig
LUCIANO "After the sudden death of Mr. Martin Harrington, the gallery has been I'm a sudden financial rut . It has even caused loan sharks to create a scene aswell and now the gallery has defused to pay it's workers well enough " I scoffed silently as I watched the news . The Media really have no better talent in minding Thier business.. "The problem isn't actually the gallery, the incompetence of the new director who failed to recognize and provide a solution is the problem " "She hid her assets and focused on shopping more luxury items" I'd suggest that this press would be given Eloise's position in a year let see if they could achieve what she was able to in few months. That is, it they won't give in to pressure and it off. I was fucking pissed and almost turned off the television but they decided to go more specific. I was also curious about her yesterday. "Yesterday around 7-8pm while she was returning from one of her shopping spree, she was robbed
ELOISE I moved slowly away from Luciano to answer my phone and his eyes kept fixed on my mouth like he was going read every single word I say.. "I was worried when I heard the news so I came right over" "Alex? Where are you?" I stuttered. "You had another guest so I was waiting. I guess I din't need to worry" he said like he was a little disappointed. "No. You can come in Alex. he's just..." "Don't worry about it." he paused for a while. "Hey, pookie, I know you are not okay. what can I do for you? You want me to ruin that newscaster's career or shut down the news channel?" Now this sounded more like the old Alex I knew. The one who would do every thing possible within his mean to pay an eye for an eye . " I will take care of it Alex. besides I'm not a baby any more, so you need not to worry about me" I assured. "Fine" he grunted " I will make sure to catch the asshole that did this to you and trust me, he won't live to talk about what I will do to him " I swallowe
ELOISE "Fine. But Luciano" I furrowed my brows. " How do I tell you that you are overreacting just a tiny little bit? Alex is my best friend. " "What?" "Don't think about it. Meanwhile, Alex just texted me that the thief has been caught and I should head straight to the station to identify them" "I'm coming with you" he said and adjusted his tie. "No you are not, Luciano. I've got this under control " he scoffed. Luciano was a very stubborn one. He got to the station even before I could get there by taxi. "It wasn't me, okay? I have repeatedly confessed that I'm innocent. Damn it! How do you even call yourself cops? Do you have any proof" "Shut your fucking mouth and wait for her to come here and decide whether you are innocent or not. You better be though" . Luciano slammed his hands on the desk while his legs shook restlessly. I wasn't sure if I was ready to see the brutal face from yesterday, I stayed at the entrance a little bit without being noticed. " How can y
LUCIANO. "I should be asking you " I said as we walked outside with the tension. I was wondering how many guys Eloise has at her beck and call " Luciano, this is my Alex... And Alex this is...""My Alex?" I scoffed. Eloise made the matter worst by tugging herself around his arms while Alex smiled at her like they were highschool lovers. "Yes, this is Alex. My best friend. You've always wanted to meet him". I stared closely at his nails, they weren't any nail polish on it. Infact it was neatly trimmed. "Isn't Alex meant to be ...maybe gay?""Gay?" Alex stopped and threw an aggressive look at me before looking confusedly at Eloise. 'it's not what you think Alex, I never told him you are gay. I honestly don't know how he came up with that thought ""Does a 6.5 feet guy with this kind of face look like a gay to you. Here is a shocker; Eloise isn't just a best friend but an ex- girlfriend " Alex scoffed. "What?" Eloise nudged him and smiled a little before placing strands of hair
Luciano. Even with my uncertainty, I couldn't ask. I was really scared that I probably abandoned her after her divorce to raise three kids alone and now I shamefully married her without my apology or even trying to make things right. The triplets probably knew their father from the first day of meeting but a foolish one t me couldn't recognize my kids. " What's going on in your mind? Alex is offering to dress your wound. "I looked up at the tiny scratches at my knuckles. I didn't even realize I had any injury on me. "No, thank you for your concern . I'm good" I responded sharply. What would people think if they got a glimpse of me being wound dressed by a guy. Was he going to blow on it too? The thought of it gives me cold goosebumps already. " I think you should Luciano. He wants to chat with you and I will go pick up the kids from school"" I can pick up our kids myself. " I said sharply.Eloise’s brows furrowed deeply. "Our kids?" she echoed, her tone carrying a mix of su
ELOISE"He is really cute so I asked him to be my boyfriend "" You chose him just because he's cute?" " Yes mommy, isn't that why you married Daddy?""Well..." I paused, she really caught off guard, "that was part of the reason."My little girl giggled, swinging her leg happily, as she talked to Nicole "See! Then it's okay if I pick someone cute too."I raised an eyebrow, trying not to smile. "Sweetheart, being cute is nice, but what really matters is how someone treats you. Does he make you laugh? Is he kind to you?"Giana nodded seriously. "He gave me the red crayon when he saw I wanted it. And he shared his pudding at lunch.""Wow," I said with a mock gasp, leaning in. "Sharing pudding? That’s true love right there."The little girl beamed. "I know, right? We're getting married at recess tomorrow."Her mom burst out laughing. "Well, I better start planning the wedding, huh?""Yes, but no kissing. That’s gross.""Deal," I said, ruffling her hair, and still grinning at how quickly
ELOISEI crossed my arms, my voice sharper than I intended. “I don’t like how I feel about this. When did you two… start, uh—dating? Or fucking?”Laura’s scoff was instant, her eyes narrowing. “Wow. So what? You think Alex can’t love me? Or that he’s too good for me?” Her voice cracked on the last word, a waver betraying how close she was to crying.She blinked rapidly , her lips trembling. I wasn’t angry, I was just confused. I never imagined them together. Alex, who once rolled his eyes at everything Laura said. Laura, who used to call him a “walking red flag.” Now here they were, all soft smiles and intertwined fingers like a cheesy rom-com come to life.Alex wrapped an arm around her, pulling her into his chest. She let him. I let out a humorless laugh, biting the inside of my cheek.“Eloise,” he said gently, like someone trying to reason with a feral cat. “We’re adults. This isn’t something you need to freak out about. She’s your friend.”“And so are you, Alex!” I snapped. “Don’t
LUCIANOWith a rare smile on his wide, passionate mouth, and a laden gift box clutched below one powerful arm, I stepped into the lift in Eloise's apartment block. Although I hated surprises, but I knew that she loved them, and I couldn’t wait to see her face when she realised that he was back italy thirty-six hours sooner than he had said. Trust me I worked impossibly long hours to manage that feat.During the few days I spent abroad, I had spent an entire evening shopping and gosh! I hated shopping.Honestly, I had enjoyed the toy stores, though, I wasn't sure I would get almost seven years kids. The shop attendant suggested LEGO or magna tiles. I also added monopoly Scrabbles . I got colouring sets and drawing paper for Kiara, that's what she loved and for Nicole, I got PS5..I know Eloise is going to shout at me for that but... What kind I do? I've got to please the little boy. I just got a laptop for Gianna, that girl should be a detective. I conceded, wishing that El
LUCIANOI watched as Eloise stood up and walked towards the window, biting her trembling lips. "What did my father ever do to deserve that? He was a nice man. He gave out scholarship and gave most of his property to charity. Why... Just why exactly would someone want to kill him?""Hey.. hey Eloise. Look it's not certain yet but your father would be pleased if his killers are punished. And I promise you I would do everything within my means to make that happen "Eloise turned back to face me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, the weight of everything crashing down on her at once. I could see the fury beginning to brew behind her sorrow, and for the first time, I was afraid of what might happen next.“I don’t know who to trust anymore,” she whispered, her voice breaking. I moved to stand beside her, but she held up a hand, stopping me. "You can't fix this. Not this time. Not even you."Her words stung like a slap, but I couldn't deny the truth in them. My heart ached as I watch
LUCIANOThe sheets were still warm when she left the bed, her scent clinging to them tightly. I kept my eyes shut and listened.The creak of the bathroom door. The soft rush of water. The drawers opening. Closing.Then silence.I heard her padding toward the stairs, Lightly on her feet, like she didn’t want to wake me. Or maybe she just didn’t want to face me.That stung more than I’d admit.When the front door clicked open, which no doubt was her yoga instructor, I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. My hand moved to the side of the bed she’d vacated, and I grazed the pillow where her head had rested. Still warm.I pushed the covers off and sat up. My bare feet hit the cold marble, grounding me. I rubbed a hand over my face. I hadn’t slept well, not since I handed the evidence to the police and watched Josh's face flash on national news, wanted for possession, manipulation, attempted murder. And defamation. Atleast I had kept my part of our contract deal which was to
ELOISEThe first thing I did when I opened my eyes on Sunday morning was to check if Luciano was home.And yeah, he was there, beside me. Asleep on the far end of our king sized custom made bed. I gazed across him for a moment, remembering how on the early days of our relationship. Right before my accident, I'd loved watching him sleep. He's late for church today or maybe he was still tired after victoriously following his plan that he didn't let me know of and handed an evidence to the police about Josh. Evidence worthy of his arrest with a warrant. Apparently my employees he has tried to bride and the very one that was asked to put those drugs on the artwork while he recorded confessed. Luciano made them to. It's just surprising how hard he's been becoming from tim to Time. I hurried Into the bathroom and put in my yoga clothes. My private instructor is arriving soon and after two hours of uplifting yoga, I planned to spend the rest of the day rehearsing my speech at the press
ELOISE" Why wouldn't I meet him? What I'm being paid is barely enough to cover the hospital bills of my mother and take care of my family. Besides, the task is very simple. I just need to say that your father seemed little different whenever we get artworks delivered. It's nothing tough"Eloise clenched her fist, as her employee made the confession. "This is ridiculous, Josh went bald, and even removed his body hair before making his comeback and the best he could do was to accuse my father of being a drug addict?""He also offered to send my son abroad and make me a curator at the USA national museum "Eloise scoffed. " Josh said that to you?" "Yes""And you believed him?""Not necessarily"Grabbing my bag, I headed for the car park where I claimed behind the wheel of my gleaming black BMW and headed to the police station.Eloise’s grip tightened on the steering wheel as she sped toward the police station, her mind racing with fury. The nerve of Josh bribing her employees , pla
LUCIANO "What's this about Alex?" Eloise finally said something after watching us argue for a while. "Josh will find you. And he will kill you. With his father back to Italy, all you just need to be is dead and every other thing would work out for him" She scoffed and ran her hand through her hair. "So I can't leave? " She asked. "You can. With the security team""How am I to trust you Alex? You are a Mafia killer and what the hell did you do with my best friend Laura? Did you threaten her not to see me ?" "Eloise?" Alex said with shock " What happened to Laura?she's with you all this time?" "Yes she's living with me. Are you happy now? Look Eloise whatever you want this to lead to, I'm not taking my men an inch out of this house neither will they take their eyes off you for a minute " " I will protect her. Go" I said. Alex let out a dry laugh, shaking his head. "You think you can protect her, luciano? Do you even understand what you're up against? Josh isn't just s
ELOISE"Eloise . Are you sure you want to do this? We have not pinned your accident's culprit on anyone. We should be careful since something worst could happen. I will handle everything my own way" Luciano pleaded "No I will do it. And I will be fine. Obviously these people would try to cover everything up if I give the flash to the FBI or press. Thankfully I have this journalist friend of mine that wouldn't stand the injustice " I said to assure Luciano that I would be fine. I didn't exactly know if truly this man wouldn't come after me. Infact I'm sure he would but then everyone will get a glimpse of his true nature and after all I have my husband and Alex by my side. We settled in the living room, the low hum of the television was the least of my concern as I picked slowly on the bowl filled with popcorn. Luciano was warm beside me, the scent of his cologne grounding me in a way I hadn’t expected. His arm rested along the back of the couch, close enough that if I leaned just