Elizabeth’s POVThis isn’t the reaction I was expecting. Not this response. Not this reaction. Not anything that’s happening right now!“Thank you for adding warmth to the house.” He grins. “You see, we’re really fit for each other.”“Before you came into my life, the house felt cold and empty. Now, look what you’ve done—added warmth and life to it.” I dig my fingernails into my palms, my heart beating hard with mixed feelings. I absolutely don’t know what to do or say right now. What’s this, really? What’s happeningI watch as his gaze wanders around the hallway again, satisfaction written boldly on his face. “Did you hire someone, or did the guards help you with it?” He asks lovingly.I’m completely tongue tied. “She did it all by herself. I didn’t know you’d like it sir. I almost stopped her from doing it, thinking it would upset you. But the look on your face right now says otherwise.”I glance beside me and see Alexa. I have no idea when she got here. Ethan laughs deeply at A
Elizabeth’s POV But my heart, that stupid thing, makes me take slow steps forward. “Ethan?” I call out silently, stretching my neck as I look around.But there’s no trace of him at all. I call out his name again, yet no response. I’m fascinated by his room's interior decor. Surprisingly, I find that a part of me is excited to be in his room. Yuck. My brain tells me to leave right now, but I take two steps forward instead. I begin to take in every detail of his room. The walls are grey and black. What’s it that he has with grey? His bed is huge—way bigger than mine. His walk-in closet is presently wide open. Inhaling deeply, I take precise steps and walk in. It’s also really huge inside. Very spacious, and the clothes in here are never ending.Business suits, tuxedos, plain shirts, tees, ties… they hang in an unending row without creases. Then, free pants, jean trousers, joggers; they are all well arranged like those in luxury stores.His shoes are so many, ranging from slip-
Ethan’s POVShe throws daggers at me with her eyes but I can almost swear she almost burst out into laughter just now.“Spill, Spitfire.” I urge her. I see her brows knit as she elevates her chin to meet my eyes, looking at me calculatively before she speaks. “Can you please not punish them? Please?” Her forehead creases with guilt plastered all over her face. “It’s really not their fault. They tried to help but I stopped them from doing so.” Even like this, she looks so adorable. Just so we can be in this position for a little while longer, I lift my hand and rest it on my jaw, humming, as if I’m thinking; while my gaze remains on her face. “Should I punish you instead? ‘Cause I told you to talk to Moana or me if you need anything, didn’t I?”She looks down at her feet like a guilty spoiled child. More adorable. I find her little acts tempting. I can take her right here and now. “I’ll take back my words on one condition.”She looks up at me with twinkling eyes. “Sleep with me
Elizabeth’s POV Standing in order of precedence, each person starts to take turns in thanking me. “Thank you, Madam.”Erm, this is confusing, sudden, unexpected…What are they thanking me for?Am I still alive? I pinch my cheek. I’m still alive. I almost think they are simply being sarcastic that I caused them trouble, but it’s not looking like it. They don’t sound like it. After thanking me one after the other, they begin to return to their various posts while Moana walks up to me. “Thank you, Lizzy.” She smiles warmly.“Moana, I’m confused. What are you thanking me for?” I ask silently. “Cut the pretense. We all know you spoke to Mr. Ethan on our behalf.” How did they know that? Did he…?“He decided to let you guys eat today?” I ask quickly with widened eyes. I can’t believe it. I don’t believe it. She nods before walking away, smiling as she did. “Thank you.” Alexa and I are left. The girl literally skips over to my side with joy. I’m happy too. Who’d have thought he won’t
Ethan’s POVMy younger sister has her life, and so do I—or rather, should I.Just because I’m the the first child doesn’t mean— After a short while, I manage to contain my anger and, “I have one already. I’ll introduce you to her when the time’s right.” I speak as calmly as I can. “If you’ll excuse me, I need to be in Poland right away.”I stand up immediately, leaving my shock stricken parents alone in my office. If they wish, they can continue having the conversation with my empty chair, or they can see themselves out. Old bunch poking their noses into my business. “Is the jet ready?” I walk briskly into the elevator. Arthur’s right behind me as he should be. “Yes, Sir. Everything’s prepared.”Good. My mind drifts off to Spitfire and her face appears. I smile.I don’t know why I find her funny. On a normal note, if someone else is doing just one percent of what she’s done—she does, I’d have skinned them alive. But her…The elevator doors slide open and we step out. About a
General POV She scrunches up her face and rummages through the sheets, searching for the ‘steel’. When she finds it, she frowns. It’s a set of keys.‘How did this end up here?’ Squinting her eyes, Elizabeth assesses the keys silently.Then realization hits her—Moana. The woman left them behind. ‘I’ll give them to her in the morning.’ Shrugging her shoulders, Elizabeth drops the bunch on the bedside table.Her body lowers back to the bed and she closes her eyes. Dreamland’s calling. She opens her mouth in an attempt to yawn when, suddenly, her eyes fly open. Keys. Key. She fumbles to the side and snatches the keys from the table. ‘Damn! Key!’ She struggles up, eyeing the keys in her hands. The key to Ethan’s study might be among these keys. A bonus: Ethan’s not around! Elizabeth flicks her gaze over the wall clock; it’s a few minutes past midnight. The maids would have gone to bed by now.Wearing a pair of flip flops, she walks across the room and squeaks the door open as silen
General POV Moana wants Elizabeth gone more than anything—even more than Elizabeth wants to leave, herself. Moana finds Elizabeth annoying. The lady irritates her greatly. Two nights ago, when Ethan returned home, Moana expected to hear him lash out at Elizabeth and kick her out after what she did, but instead, her boss ended up complimenting her. At that time, Moana was standing at the foot of the stairs, eavesdropping on everything that was transpiring between Ethan and Elizabeth.And what made her almost run mad is the fact that the following morning, Ethan brought in men to repaint the whole house to Elizabeth’s taste.Yesterday morning, he lifted their punishment and then told her they could all eat. And that they had Elizabeth to thank.Such bullshit!“But, there’ll be no one guarding the safe ro—” one of the guards wants to protest…“Have we ever been under any attack? Don’t you wish to sleep?” Moana cuts in.The guards are indeed really sleepy right now. They’ve never been
General POVShe freezes immediately on the spot. Elizabeth’s heart thumps rapidly in her chest as she wonders if she’s hallucinating again. ‘I am.’ Inhaling deeply, she makes to climb over the fence, however, the voice from before stops her again. “It’s an electric fence, you’ll be electrocuted as soon as you lay even the tip of your finger on it.”‘No, I’m not hallucinating. It doesn’t feel like it. The voice is real.’ As soon these thoughts register in Elizabeth’s mind, her heart almost pops out of her chest.It takes a while before she’s able to recover from the shock and turn her head swiftly in the direction the voice is coming from. Elizabeth’s eyes land on the one person she dreads to see right now. Ethan. Ethan Moore.‘How did he get here? I’m doomed!’ Different thoughts rush through her head at once.“E-Ethan?” Elizabeth’s voice cracks and her whole body trembles.The man doesn’t reply. He simply remains on a spot, a few feet away from her, his hands in his pockets, watchi
Ethan’s POV"Ethan, don't speak to your father like that," Mum chides gently.I turn to face her. "I'm disappointed, Mum. I want what you both have—genuine love, a real marriage. Why won’t you let me have that?""It's not as simple as you think. Our circumstance was different," Dad interjects firmly."How so? Just because Mum was from a wealthy background and so were you too? But ‘cause Spitfire’s an orphan and not wealthy, our love isn't genuine? Do you think she's after my money? That's absurd!"Dad clears his throat uncomfortably while Mum avoids eye contact.As I expect.Shaking my head, I exit my office, ignoring Mum's plea for me to return.So, it turns out my parents are the ones behind Spitfire leaving me. They've been the ones causing me this unbearable heartache all along, while I've been wrongly blaming Spitfire and resenting her.Strangely though, the more I resent her, the deeper I find myself falling in love with her."Arthur, find out everything about the day Spitfire l
General POV"Sir," Moana approaches Ethan's bed with purposeful strides, being cautious not to spill the juice in her hand.On the bed, Ethan lies still, almost lifeless.Moana gently sets the glass cup on the bedside table and settles on the edge of the bed, sighing.Ever since Elizabeth left the house, Ethan hasn't been himself. It started when he returned from that night, having gone to Elizabeth's apartment. Upon his return, he headed straight to his bedroom, gathered a few important items, and had his chopper land on the rooftop.Without saying a word to anyone, he departed in the helicopter.It was only later, when Moana placed a call to Arthur, his personal assistant, that she learned he had flown out of the country.Since then, Ethan only returned home a couple of days ago.Initially, Moana thought that with Ethan being out of the country, by the time he returned, he'd have forgotten all about Elizabeth and returned to his normal self. However, that hasn't been the case since
General POV"Um, I want to thank you for putting in so much effort into this, so far..." Elizabeth begins, her voice tentative.The day she left Ethan's mansion, Derek somehow got wind that she was back in town. He showed up at her doorstep that night, his face bearing visible bruises from the other day Ethan battered his face. He apologized profusely for everything and begged for a second chance.Elizabeth didn't agree immediately. However, after days of Derek persistently pleading with her, she finally relented."You have to work to earn my trust," she told him firmly.With a mix of relief and excitement, Derek agreed to her terms, eager to prove himself worthy in Elizabeth's eyes.“I know that for the past few weeks, you've been making an effort to show me that you've changed. And I appreciate that. It's not often you find someone willing to grow and improve," Elizabeth acknowledges.Derek's grin widens. "Exactly! So, are you ready to give us another chance? To go back to how thing
Ethan's POVI scrutinize the envelope Moana is holding before reluctantly accepting it. With cautious fingers, I tear it open and extract a crisply folded letter.My pulse quickens as I unfold the paper, torn between disbelief and apprehension. What if this isn't a ruse? What if Spitfire truly has left me?As I delve into the letter's contents, a weight settles in my chest. Exactly what Moana just told me Spitfire had said is the summary of what's in the letter.Damn it."Sir," I brush past Moana, unwilling to entertain further devastation.None of this is true. The letter is a fabrication. Spitfire would never abandon me. She's content here—with me.Stepping outside, I snatch the Maybach's key and slide into the driver's seat, determination surging through me. I refuse to accept these falsehoods.With the engine roaring to life, I peel out of my driveway onto the deserted road.Spitfire would never.I race to her apartment building, every heartbeat a thunderous echo of my anxiety.Pu
General POVFor a moment, the room is consumed by a heavy, oppressive silence.Finally, Elizabeth nods politely. "I understand, sir."Slowly, she turns and heads upstairs. She hadn't come to Ethan's mansion with anything but herself and her phone, so she picks up her phone from the bed. However, as she makes to leave the bedroom, she collapses on the bed and bursts into hot tears.Elizabeth can't believe this is happening to her. Again. All her life, she's been cast aside by everyone. She doesn't fit anywhere. She's never fit anywhere, anyway.After a couple of minutes pass, she cleans her face with her clothes and stands up on her feet. With one last look around the room, she opens the door and steps outside.Returning to the living room, Elizabeth finds Ethan's parents still seated in the same positions she left them in.Anna is also now seated, a triumphant smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth as she watches Elizabeth.Elizabeth goes to stand before the couple and then bows low
Ethan’s POVMy heart skips a beat upon hearing her words."Spitfire..."Before I can continue my sentence, I feel Spitfire's lips crash into mine, and we engage in a hot, intense romance.This one's totally different from the ones we've had before. This one's filled with feelings, raw and passionate. It's like we're confessing our love for each other with our actions.We tear off each other's clothes in a flash. And as I'm about to inch down to pleasure her, Spitfire stops me with a light squeeze on my shoulder.Her gaze doesn't leave mine as she lies back and slowly spreads her legs wide for me, nodding gently.Fuck."Are you sure?" I whisper.Spitfire nods again.Fuck.I lean in and kiss her deeply, focusing all my attention on her mouth. With one hand, I guide my cock to her pussy, rubbing the tip against her entrance."Are you sure?" My voice is barely audible as I ask this question again, my eyes searching her face for any sign of hesitation. But there's none.She nods.Without w
Ethan’s POVOh, fucking hell. I have no idea when I close the space between me and Spitfire. I signal for the gates to be opened, and as soon as I step outside, I send He-goat sprawling onto the ground with a punch to the face.Who the hell does he think he's talking to?I crouch low, grab the collar of his hideous shirt, and start hitting him hard in the face.No one talks like that about my woman. No one.Spitfire rushes to my side and wraps her arms around me. "Please, stop. Just leave him," she pleads, sobbing softly.Aw.I bite my bottom lip hard, releasing He-goat's collar. His lifeless body slumps onto the ground immediately, his face battered and bloody."Don't you ever in your life speak of her in that manner again, you worthless piece of shit!" I send him a death-threatening glare and curse him in Italian, “capro!”Spitfire's body is quivering terribly as she leads the way inside. However, I'm still too angry to even try to comfort her. Plus, there's blood all over my hands
Elizabeth’s POV"E-Ethan, you're back?" Anna stutters."Are you insane? Have you forgotten you're in our home," Ethan glances at me as he speaks, "and not yours? You dare to raise your hand at her—my fiancée?! Where did you get the audacity from?! What are you doing in her workspace?!"Anna winces in pain as Ethan's grip grows tighter. Tears form in her eyes, and I can't help but feel sorry for her."You're hurting me, Ethan," she whispers in pain, struggling to break free."Know your place, Anna. This is the last time I'll be nice," Ethan says firmly, releasing her."Ethan..." Anna sobs."You hurt me because of this..." She throws me a hateful glare that sends a chill down my spine before stomping out of the workshop.After she's gone, Ethan's facial expression softens as he glances at me. "Are you okay? You aren't hurt anywhere, are you?"I shake my head, studying his face as if searching for something amidst his protective demeanor. This man, his constant guard over me... he's stirr
Ethan’s POVGrudgingly, I climb out of bed and make my way to the bathroom for my regular morning routine—pee, brush, and shower.After dressing for work, I head downstairs. Spitfire won’t stop bugging me about not going to work these days. She knows I started working from home because of her and she feels guilty.So, I’m back to going to work daily. Before leaving the house, I check up on Spitfire. I knock on her door, but she doesn't respond. As much as I want to just open the door and... well, I stop myself.She needs her space. She's probably regretting what happened last night... She must be consumed with embarrassment right now.With an inaudible sigh, I turn away from her door and head downstairs.Moana hands me a cup of coffee as usual, and I stride outside, sipping it thoughtfully. However, as I reach the door, realization hits me, and I turn back around immediately."Has she left?" I demand as I stride back towards Moana.Moana shakes her head in response.Damn it!"Where