Chapter 5

Jess's POV.

Mom must be crazy to think I'd get married to an old man. She must be joking. I called Augie and he wasn't picking up. What the fuck is wrong with him. I paid him to leave Eleanor and now, he's misbehaved since the day Eleanor found out.

" That girl always wins," I said angrily and slammed a glass cup on the ground. It broke into pieces and slightly bruised my hand. That made me fume the most.

" Eleanor! You are never going to rest!"

I dashed angrily to her room. Banging it very hard.

" Eleanor, come out right now," I shouted. She may play dumb like she always did but she seems vulnerable these past few days.

" Eleanor, don't make me call Mom," I threatened. I banged the door again, harder this time. I am so angry. I started feeling pain in my hand and decided not to bang on her door again. 

" Okay, since you won't come out, I'll force you to come by yourself". I went to meet Van

" Van, Eleanor wouldn't come out of her room and I've been shouting her name" 

" Jess, give her a break. She'll come out soon enough and you can do anything to her"

" I want her outside now! Else I'll go and hurt myself" I said and left his room. 

Van wouldn't disappoint, he ran after me holding my hands back

" I'll bring her out. Don't even think of hurting yourself, okay" he said as I went upstairs. I followed behind to watch the awful scene that was about to happen.

Van got to her door and knocked calmly

" Hey Eleanor, what's up with you? Open this door" he said. He got no reply and he said again, " I'm going to break your door down. And you know it. You'll be done for" 

He got no response, though I thought he was kidding, but he wasn't. He started kicking the door very hard. After countless attempts, he told me to go get a knife. 

I went as quickly as possible and gave him the small knife.

He used the knife in place of a key and fumbled with it. After a few minutes, he stood up, wiping sweat from his forehead.

He sighed. " You'd better not be in this room" he sounded brutal. He stepped back and asked me to go in when it was open. I nodded and opened the door, Eleanor thought she was smart.

" There you are-" my mouth hung open. The bed was well laid, the room smelt nice, and everywhere was just too tidy but most of all, Eleanor wasn't in.

" Eleanor!!!!" I shouted. Where are you hiding? I went to check the bathroom, nope. The store room, nope. Under the bed nope.

I went to check her wardrobe and everything was intact. So where was she?

I turned to Van, " She's not inside"

" I bet she isn't, if she was, she'd be dead by now." He hissed and went to his room.

But, it's unusual of her to go out and lock her door. Nothing was missing in her room. Just the purse she used to take around. And she had no money so she couldn't possibly go to a far place. Or was she with Emil? Maybe. Anyhow the case may be, she is coming back home.

I left and went to my room

Eleanor's POV

I had spent the night in this huge Mansion that was full of maids and guards. They treated me nicely and they all bowed. Even though I had no idea what I was doing. They took me to a very big room with a queen size bed. The assistant had told me that the man I'll have the contract with would be coming this morning so I could go to bed.

I am still lying on the bed, it felt like paradise. I checked the luxurious wall clock and it said 8 o'clock. It was the first day without nagging or the sounds of irritating half-siblings. It was the first day of perfect peace in my life.

I heard some beep on the other side of the door. Right, the door used passwords. The door opened and before my very own eyes, was the one and only Harrison Tolstoy. The famous rich billionaire. I couldn't believe it. As he walked in, I sat up. It was the first time I'd seen him in casual wear. From the black hair and the well-carved jaw. His broad shoulders and the beauty in his walk.

He was far more handsome than I saw on billboards. He approached me gently and sat on the sofa.

" Eleanor, is it?" he said. 

I wasn't dreaming, it was real! I finally realized that home was behind me, and the world was ahead.