As Kayden's irked expression flickered towards Max for the intrusion of Sebastian Knight, he felt a surge of annoyance at the poking attitude of Sebastian and his wife, a recurring source of irritation for both Kayden and Eleanor."How would I know what you heard?" Kayden replied curtly, his tone tinged with irritation as he started the treadmill and began walking, gradually increasing the speed.Sebastian let out a fake laugh, his demeanor exuding an air of faux concern. "You and Eleanor are going on honeymoon?" he prodded, his eyes narrowing inquisitively.Kayden's silence spoke volumes, his frustration mounting as he braced himself for Sebastian's inevitable commentary."I heard it from outsiders," Sebastian continued, his tone bordering on reproachful. "Seems Eleanor has posted it on her social media. She has to learn some etiquettes of the family. It's not good to share each and every moment of your lives so openly. You know the media is already hungry for news, and not to forget
NEXT MORNING"How the hell did this happen?!" Kayden's frustration boiled over as he surveyed the contents of his bag, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. Eleanor couldn't help but suppress a laugh at his expense, finding amusement in his predicament. After all, it was her mischievous handiwork that had led to his current dilemma.Despite his meticulous instructions to the servant to ensure that his preferred wardrobe made its way into the car, Eleanor had seized the opportunity to play a prank on her unsuspecting husband. With a deft sleight of hand, she had swapped the bags, leaving Kayden none the wiser as they embarked on their journey to Miami."Where is my bag?" Kayden demanded, his frustration palpable as he turned to Eleanor for answers, his brows furrowed in confusion."I don't know," Eleanor shrugged innocently, feigning ignorance with practiced ease."What do you mean you don't know?" Kayden groaned in exasperation, his patience wearing thin. "What the hell am I s
“I think the Doctor didn’t dress it properly”As Eleanor sat on the couch, her injured foot propped up, she watched warily as Kayden knelt down before her, his gaze focused intently on the plaster cast encasing her leg."What are you doing?" she demanded, her voice tinged with apprehension as she instinctively drew her foot away from his reach."The plaster," he replied matter-of-factly, his tone betraying none of the frustration she sensed simmering beneath the surface. "It's coming loose. Let me fix it."Eleanor's heart raced with panic as she resisted the urge to retreat further from his probing touch. She knew she couldn't allow him to discover the truth, not when her entire ruse depended on maintaining the illusion of her injury."No," she protested, her voice coming out sharper than intended as she recoiled from his outstretched hand.But Kayden's resolve remained unshaken as he moved to grasp her foot, his fingers closing in on the edge of the plaster cast. With a surge of desp
“Me? I am not very good at handling such men” Olivia replies. “But you are smart, I am sure you will plan something good”Eleanor smirks. She has a plan already. She would do something to attract his attention completely and then.. maybe show him his right place. Olivia notices Eleanor’s empty glass. She has finished the Mocktail.“Want to refill?” she asks Eleanor. “Maybe a Vodka this time?”As Olivia shared her hesitations about handling men like Kayden, Eleanor couldn't help but smirk at the thought. She knew she had a plan already brewing in her mind, one that would surely catch Kayden's attention and perhaps even put him in his place. The glint of mischief in Eleanor's eyes didn't go unnoticed by Olivia, who offered a supportive nod of encouragement.But as the conversation shifted to the topic of drinks, Olivia noticed Eleanor's empty glass and suggested a refill. Eleanor hesitated for a moment, her thoughts lingering on the dangers of indulging in stronger spirits. "No, I'm fi
MIAMI – RESORTKayden's frustration reached a boiling point as Eleanor continued to ramble incoherently, her words slurred and disjointed as she struggled to maintain her composure. He shook her gently, hoping to snap her out of her drunken stupor and get some semblance of sense out of her."What secret?" he demanded, his voice edged with impatience. He needed answers, and he needed them now. What had led Eleanor to sabotage their trip by hiding his clothes, and why had she faked an injury upon her return to the resort? The questions swirled in his mind, each one more urgent than the last.But Eleanor's response only served to deepen Kayden's frustration. She pressed a finger to his lips, her touch feather-light as she hushed him with a whispered plea."Don't shout," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can sense him... here."Kayden's brow furrowed in confusion. "Who?" he snapped, his patience wearing thin as he struggled to make sense of Eleanor's cryptic words.Her re
AN HOUR LATEREleanor's hands trembled as she recounted the harrowing events to Avery, her best friend over the phone call. "No way… no way… I cannot face him again," she shuddered, her voice barely a whisper, as if afraid that speaking louder would make the nightmare all too real.Eleanor shudders while speaking to Avery. She wanted to talk about this to someone, to make her heart feel lighter. And who better than her best friend could it be to share? Avery is equally surprised that something like this happened but instead of being worried she is thinking from another angle.“Eleanor…” Avery tries to give her a piece of advice. “I know this is not good but it's not bad either.”“What do you mean? How can you even think so, Avery? I have never given that rights to any man so far”Avery listened intently, her brow furrowed with concern. Her presence was a comforting anchor amidst Eleanor's storm of emotions. "Eleanor," she began gently, reaching out to squeeze her friend's trembling h
"But she spiked your mocktail. Which woman with good intentions for you would do that?" Kayden countered, his voice laced with skepticism.Eleanor's mind raced as she recalled the events of the previous night, the memory of her sudden intoxication sending a shiver down her spine. She was certain now, more than ever, that Olivia—or whoever she was—had deliberately tampered with her drink. Anger simmered beneath Eleanor's calm exterior, a fierce determination rising within her. If she ever crossed paths with Olivia again, she vowed not to let her escape without facing the consequences of her actions."We will find another way," Kayden declared, his resolve unwavering despite their setback."Other way? How?" Eleanor questioned, her curiosity piqued."Every guest who checks in here has to provide their identity proof. Since you have seen that woman's face, it will be easy to recognize her and obtain her true details," Kayden explained, his plan taking shape in his mind.Eleanor was impres
MIAMI – BEACH SHACKAs Kayden divulged the biggest secret of the Royals, Eleanor's emotions swirled with a mix of sadness and fear. The revelation about Aiden Knight's tragic demise and Veronica's quest for revenge sent shivers down her spine, leaving her feeling both unsettled and apprehensive about what lay ahead."You denied their alliance only because Veronica was a spy?" Eleanor snapped, her voice laced with frustration and disbelief.Kayden bristled at her accusation, his defenses rising as he sought to justify his actions. "She wasn't right for Aiden," he argued, his tone defensive."Who were you to decide that?" Eleanor retorted, her voice tinged with anger. "Maybe if you hadn't done so, today your brother would have been alive."The weight of Eleanor's words hung heavily in the air, striking a nerve with Kayden and piercing through his defenses. Her accusation cut deep, stirring up a whirlwind of emotions within him."You are crossing the line, Eleanor," Kayden declared, his