Elara and Ezra finally pulled away; he held her head in his hand and brushed back the hair on her face. "Do you know how long I have been waiting to do that?" he asked, gently rubbing his hand across her face."Me too," she murmured, bending her head out of embarrassment. She knew she was coming there to bear out her heart to him; she did not know that she was going to be the one to kiss him first. "Don't bend your head; I want to look at your face," he said. She wanted to jump back and call him out on his cheesiness but she liked the way it made her feel. She blushed, feeling blood soak up her cheeks as butterflies filled her stomach. "Why did it take you this long to come if this is what you wanted as well?" he asked."I told you, I was afraid," she murmured. Her tone was low and it was obvious she was trying to pick a side; she was not sure if she was embarrassed by what had happened between them or if she was happy it happened. There were mixed feelings and she was still trying t
"I don't want you to leave," Ezra said, holding onto her hand as he walked her to the car. When they had finally been able to pull away from each other, he made her a quick and easy chicken recipe. She had the meal and blushed all through. It was already a few minutes past ten and because Elara mentioned that she needed to be at work the next day, she had to leave."We can see tomorrow," she said, holding tightly too."It is obvious you don't want to go too," he said. Stopping, he tugged on her hand to cause her to stop. She turned to him and tilted her head to the side."Of course not; it's late and I need to go.""Says who?" He leaned in and whispered."What am I going to tell my family?" she whispered, understanding the hidden meaning in his words. "And no matter what, I don't think that is right; we only got back together today and you have yet to ask me to be your girlfriend.""I thought you asked and that should be okay for us both," he said, pulling her hand so she was closer.
Elara got into the house after a few minutes of driving. She thought since it was late she would sneak into her room and just call it a night. Her phone vibrated with a message on the screen and she smiled, knowing who it was. Her smile deepened as she stood by the door, her bag in one hand and her phone in the other. She replied to his message before putting her phone back into the bag."Why are you smiling so much?" She looked up to the voice of her sister and both her mom and sister were standing side by side."I was not smiling," she replied, trying to wipe the smile off her face but she knew it was not working because her cheeks hurt. Since she poured out her mind at Ezra's place, she had been smiling a lot, and her heart felt light as a feather."Yeah, tell that to your curved lips and rosy cheekbones," Isla replied, taking gentle steps towards her with a smile on her face. It was not the kind of smile that showed one was happy; rather, it was a sarcastic, mocking smile. "I have
Elara got into the room and sat on the bed. She took out her phone and saw about five messages from him.Let me know when you get home.Did you get home safe?Why are you not responding again?Did I do something wrong?Elara?She smiled at her phone and how cute he was being. She typed her reply to him. I am sorry I am just responding; I got in safe; I was just held at the door by Mom and Isla; they wanted to know where I had been.EZRA: So did you do a good job?ELARA: A good job at what?EZRA: Hiding where you had been.ELARA: Of course, don't you trust me?EZRA: I do trust you. I was not just sure if you would be able to wipe off the smile from your face because I can't. I have looked in the mirror twice and I am still smiling.They continued to exchange texts until Elara finally fell asleep; she had not had the chance to get out of bed and take off her clothes, hoping she would take them off when she was done texting him but the time never came.By the time the morning sun seeped
"Let us sit for breakfast," Clara said as the staff finished setting up the table. Elara and Isla sat while Clara went to get Ronan and Elliot. She was halfway up when she saw her son come down. "Good morning, Mom." "Good morning, son." She passed by him and stopped to look at him. He looked worried and she knew that asking him was going to be an effort in futility. If he was not telling them without asking, then no matter how much they pressed, he would not say a word. She wondered if things were getting tough for him to handle. She knew that asking was futile but she was still going to ask because she cared. She went to the room to get her husband. "You are running late for breakfast this morning." "You left the bed before I could see your face." Clara was an early bird and instead of laying in bed, she always wanted to be up on her feet doing something so she would leave the bed to ensure that everyone had good meals in the morning. "I have told you time and time again that I
"How is work going?" Elara thought the question was directed at her so she pushed down the food in her mouth quickly to answer."It's a new experience but I think I am already getting a hang of it slowly," she replied."I think that's fantastic; if you get a hang of it quickly, I am sure you will be promoted quickly by the board," Elliot said before pushing a forkful of eggs into his mouth. He looked in the direction of his son; he knew that when Clara had said she wanted to ask him, she was asking him to lead the conversation and she would pick it up from then. "Ronan, what about you?" he asked.Ronan looked up a bit surprised. His parents liked having these kinds of conversations but he always told them to leave him out of it, even though it really did not work that way. They obeyed his wishes a bit and did as they wished sometimes."It's been the same for me," he said silently as he continued eating. He began to fill his mouth so that he would not be able to say anything if they as
Ronan watched her take out her phone and contemplate whether to take it or not. He would not usually call her at this time an expert; it was an emergency because it was stated in their contract. He watched her press her eyes shut and then take up the phone. She cleared her throat, using her hand in a fist to cover her mouth before she slid her hand across the phone and placed it on her ears."Good morning, Mr Quinn," she began. Her voice and the expression on her face did not match at all."Morning, Ms Richards, look up," he said. He watched her look up straight and then his head began to go from side to side slowly until she spotted the car. "Aren't you going to come?" he asked when she remained rooted to the place she stood."Why should I, sir?" It was obvious she was adding in the last part to create an illusion of space between them and her tone told him that it was not going to be an easy thing to convince her to come. "I do not begin work until an hour from now," she replied. Sh
Noelle began coughing as she heard what he had said. She looked at him as her chest shook and coughs spluttered out of her mouth. She would have been okay if it was a joke but Ronan had a straight expression on his face."That night when you drank with me and fell asleep in my room, ever since then it's been like you have built your nest in my mind and I can't seem to get you out. I kept showing up around you, not by coincidence but because whenever I sat behind the wheel, my mind could only take me to where you are."Hearing Ronan talk left Noelle speechless. One thing she had promised to never do was confess her feelings, no matter how much they weighed in her mind; it was only going to make things messy and she did not need messy; she needed a job. "I don't exactly know what these feelings are and the more I try to figure it out, the more I get confused so that's the reason I have to speak to you.""I think you should see a doctor," she said and his face scrunched up in a frown."W
"What?" The man looked genuinely concerned that he had missed an opportunity to make so much money."Micah and Cora, the woman who paid you, have come in and confessed, so you do not have to worry about trying to take a deal to save yourself." The man looked fidgety as he realised that if Cora had come in to confess, then there was really no escape for him anymore. He should not have pretended to be too tough, but he was sure that if he had taken the money, he would have been hunted down, and the money would have been returned to Ezra."I see?" the man said in a singsong voice. "But you are yet to find the woman, aren't you?" The man asked, as even Cora did not know where they had hidden Elara. She told them to do everything at their own discretion, as she did not want to be tied to something as terrible as that."What do you mean?""Cora paid us alright to kidnap her but she had no idea where she is and even worse, my partner and I have a plan that if one of us does not show up after
Ronan and Ezra got to the station and saw the man who had helped with the kidnapping of Elara. The policemen said that the man had refused to speak and that they caught him when he was out buying supplies. They asked that they be allowed to see the man, as they could maybe find a way to force him to confess. The police officers agreed because they knew that it was useless for them to disagree, as they would still find a way to have their way. Ronan and Ezra made a plan, hoping that they could both stick to it and that way get him to say something incriminating."I respect a man who works hard for his money," Ronan said as they sat down. The gruff and big man looked up. Ronan could see the realisation on his face before he cleared his throat and tried to act like he did not recognise the two men in front of him. "I am Ronan Quinn; it's nice to meet you." Ronan took out a card from his card holder and slid it across the table to him.The man looked down at the card without touching it.
"Mom?""Wait, I am thinking of what we can do to escape this; this is good for us. You've been free, and now we can leave if we can just find a way." Micah stood in a corner as he watched his mom pace around the room with her hand stroking her chin. He did not need her to speak for him to know that her mind was going in every direction possible. He bit his lower lip as he thought of how he would dissuade her and convince her to accept her fate."They don't know that we are connected to those men; maybe if the men do not confess..." she trailed off as she knew the possibility of that was very low. She was sure that the wealthy family would do all they could to coax the truth from them. "This is all your fault," Cora stopped and put her eyes on her son.Mixah shuddered at the thought of what had happened; he did not like it at all. How could she try to blame him for decisions she made without him? He was locked up in jail and did not know anything about what she was planning, so how was
Cora knew there was no escape for her now; all she could do was hold onto Elara and act as if she knew nothing. There was no way she could escape, and her entire plan seemed ruined."To what do we owe the pleasure of your coming here?" Cora asked; she was trying her best to act mature, but Ronan and Ezra already saw through the facade."We are here to pick up Elara Quinn; just tell us where she is and we won't make a scene and will be on our way without a word," Ronan said gently. He seemed more composed than Ezra, who was shaking with anger. All Ezra thought of doing was beating up the owner, but he knew that it was wrong to do so, and that would make them find Elara quickly; in fact, it might even make it worse for them."You are making a dangerous claim right now," Micah said, standing up, and you, more than anyone, should know that it is wrong to frame someone for something they have not done."Have not done? You know fully well that your mother is the one behind the kidnapping of
Micah sat in shock after hearing all that the lawyer explained to him; he stared at the man hoping that he would begin to laugh at how gullible he was and that none of that had happened. When the lawyer did not look like he was about to laugh, he hoped that he would be rudely shaken from this dream he seemed to be having and every tug in his life would be back to the time before he lost Elara."Why on earth would you allow her to do that?" Micah asked, picking at each word gently. He wanted to scream and pull out the hair of his lawyer, but he knew that was not going to make anything better; it might even make it worse if he did not take care."She is the only one who can sign off for you, and all the documents had your legal signature and stamp." Micah could understand how she got the stamp, but how could she get the signature? It made no sense except that she forged it. Why did she forge his signature? What was she trying to get by forging it to sell off all they had? Has she done th
"Mr. Micah Swanson, you are free to go," the officer said, unlocking the cell door and opening the gate. Micah stood up from the floor where he had been and walked to the gate. It made no sense because just yesterday Ezra had threatened to make sure he spent the rest of his life behind bars since Elara was still missing and Micah did not say a word about it."To go where?" Micah asked with a frown."To go home""Am I free to go home?""Do you need me to get an interpreter for you?" the officer asked angrily. He hated that Ezra and Ronan had walked in there and asked them to let Micah go without allowing them to do their jobs, but there was no way they could say no to them. It was more of an order than a request, and since both families were involved, the officer would rather keep his job than go head-to-head with them."I just won't understand why you would let me go without an explanation," Micah said, still staying inside the cell. He felt some kind of chill fill his entire body; he
"Ezra Are you sure this would work?" Clara asked with tears in her eyes. It had been four days since Elara had gone missing and the media had gotten a whiff of it. No one knew how this happened because they had been careful enough but there was a link to sow who might have leaked it to the media and none of them cared who leaked the information; all they cared about at that moment was finding Elara and making sure she was alive."Ezra, Daddy has enough to pay the ransom and bring her back home," Isla added. Unfortunately, for every six hours that they spent waiting, the ransom kept on going up, and now they were up to one hundred sixty million. The kidnappers had threatened to beat her up in the next six hours, and Ezra had come up with a plan. The viability of the plan was not certain, but they wanted to do anything to make sure that Elara came back to them alive."I have the money and I would pay; I wouldn't ask you for a dime. We know that Cora and Micah are behind this, even thoug
"She is being a bit difficult. What do you want me to do?" one of the men said over the phone before aggressively pushing out a whiff of smoke from his mouth. The other man took the cigarette from his hand and blew on it before returning it to him."Make the ransom call, but make sure that they are not able to trace it to me," Cora said silently over the phone. Remember that you would be the one to take the fall for anything that happens." Cora wanted them to know she had no part in the situation, even though she was the mastermind behind it."We understand.""One hundred million and my son.""What about our payment?" the man asked. This was the most dangerous job that they had ever taken, but they took it because of the risk involved. If they can coax the money from the Quinn family, then they would get to walk away with thirty million without sweating, as they have always done in the past."I told you that after we get the ransom, then you get your payment," Cora said angrily. She d
Micah did not want to believe that his mother would go so low to do something like this. It made no sense because everyone who had a working brain could trace it back to her without any issues. "Can I request a call?" He asked the officer as he dragged him back to the cell he had been."You can't" the man's voice was firm and Micah could tell that bargaining was going to be hard. "Please you have to help me or else I might end up suffering something I never did" Ezra said trying to stop him from dragging but the man was obviously stronger than him. "Please, don't I have the right to a phone call at least" he added in an almost crying tone. He knew it was possible that the Quinn family had cut off his communication line but then considering how things were going he would not blame them if they did. "I can't offer that to you at this time, maybe try later" the man said and pushed him into the cell without a word before walking away his ears deaf to the continuous plea from the man be