Elizabeth’s POV Am I about to do the right thing though? I stare hard at the card fixed between my middle and index finger. I have nothing left to lose. Do I?Breathing out heavily through my mouth, I glance beside me and my gaze lands on the telephone booth near the bus shelter. Sniffling loudly, I stand up and drag my heavy feet towards it. As soon as I reach the telephone booth, I step in and close the door behind me. My heart thumps hard against my chest as I punch in the digits on the card.I inhale deeply and press the dial button.I cradle the telephone receiver in my neck and wait as it rings on the other end.I pray silently for Ethan to pick up and I also pray for him not to pick up. Crazy.I’m not sure I’m making the right decision…I bite on my lower lip, waiting impatiently for whatever’s about to happen next. On the second ring, Ethan answers the phone and my heart almost leaps out of my chest.“Hey,” his voice is deep, raspy and rich.He doesn’t add Spitfire, my bra
General POVHis anger soon turned into confusion as he watched her run past his car. She looked like she was about to break down in tears, like she had just witnessed something terrifying.Ethan quickly turned the car around and drove slowly behind her.He could roughly guess what the girl must have witnessed in there, and his heart broke as he watched her sit in a bus shelter and bawl her eyes out.He parked across the road.A part of him wanted to get down from the car and console Elizabeth, but he knew well to leave her to pour all of her heart out. She needed it.And when Elizabeth was done crying, she reached for her pocket and brought out a card. He recognized the card. It was the one he had given her earlier.His heart skipped a beat as he watched in silence as she stared at the card in her hand with an unreadable expression on her face.Ethan knew exactly what was going on in her mind... contradicting thoughts...She soon stood up and entered a telephone booth.Ethan’s phone ra
General POVThe stupid girl, despite all her effort, still has failed to vanish from her sight. Moana fights back a sneer.“Hello, Moana.” Elizabeth beams back at her.“Alexa, can you perhaps get me a glass of water?” Elizabeth’s so tired, she sinks onto one of the dining chairs immediately. Unknown to her, her words make Moana angry. ‘Who does the girl think she is—the woman of the house? Oh, so now, she’s getting more comfortable in the mansion… and has become so pompous she can’t get a glass of water herself—she’s started ordering people around…” Moana scoffs inwardly.Alexa, who is glad that the ma’am is downstairs, quickly scurries off into the kitchen and is soon back with a clean glass of sparkling water. “Thank you.” Elizabeth smiles gratefully.***Just after Elizabeth’s done having dinner, she stands and begins to ascend the stairs. Right at this moment, she hears the roaring sound of a car driving into the mansion and she immediately knows that Ethan is back. Every stran
Ethan’s POVInitially, I had absolutely no plans of attending Danielle’s baby shower. I despised attending social gatherings that involved my family—most especially, my parents.They won’t let me breathe… they’ll repeatedly pester me about getting married… to Anna.But tonight’s different. Hell yeah, it is as I won’t be attending the baby shower alone. Now, I have Spitfire.I get in the shower, have a quick hot bath, and get dressed up in a navy blue tux. Nodding satisfactorily at my reflection in the mirror, I head downstairs. Yeah, Spitfire isn’t ready yet. You know women… Anyways, I sit, patiently waiting for her to get done—we aren’t too late yet. After about thirty minutes, I start to hear the clicking sounds of heels from the stairway. As it draws closer, I raise my head in the direction of the stairs, and the sight I behold makes my mouth fling open ajar. Spitfire. She looks so mesmerising—in that short, shape burgundy satin wrap dress that wraps fitted around her curves that
Elizabeth’s POV“Dad, please. It’s good enough that he came at all, I’m content with that.” His sister takes his side immediately.Phew.The older man grunts at his daughter.“Plus, he didn’t come alone… he came with…” the pretty lady grins at me. I open my mouth to introduce myself but before I can speak, Ethan, that pervert, cuts in. “Guys, meet Elizabeth. She’s my fiancée.” ‘Damn!’ I shut my mouth right back. Wait, what?! He dropped the bomb just like that. My eyes blink rapidly.Three pairs of eyes land on me in an assessing manner. What’s this? A Continuous Assessment? Damn. I break into hot sweats at once. “Good evening, Sir, Ma…” I lower my head, more from embarrassment than politeness. No one says a word until about several seconds later. And it’s the father who speaks first. “Who are you?”Wait, what? Who am I…? I don’t quite get that. Who am I?You know, for a couple of seconds, I literally forget about who I am. Until a few moments later. “I’m Elizabelth. Elizabeth C
Elizabeth’s POV Danielle engages Ethan in conversations… her husband too. I simply eat in silence, ignoring and enduring the piercing gazes I’m receiving from Ethan’s parents and Anna as they also talk with one another. But all these while, Ethan’s hand is on my lap. To be honest, it makes me feel safe. I don’t know why though… but… He also occasionally throws glances at me to make sure I was alright.Well, I still feel a bit out of place though. I don’t belong here. I really wish the ground would open and swallow me whole. All of a sudden, I hear the dining room’s french door fling open widely. My head shoots up in the direction of its and…Holy fuck! Standing in the doorway is a mesmerising young man. He’s handsome from the depth of his blue eyes to the cute expression on his face. Well sculpted face, by the way. He’s clad in white T-shirt and denim trousers and he has a pair of black sandals strapped on his feet. He is so cute. You can drown in his eyes if you look at them fo
Ethan’s POVI immediately feel a headache coming on as a stunning woman enters the room, dressed in a short flare gown and high heels.“Hello, everyone,” she says, flashing a charming smile as she takes a seat next to her son, who happens to be beside my dad.Looks can truly be deceiving.As pretty as she looks, she’s a slut! Seducing my—I glance over at Mum; as feared, she's turned completely white. Dad's body seethes with anger.Even Uncle Benjamin and his wife are visibly shocked.And Danielle, well, she's furious.Shit. I can't just leave now."What are you two doing here?" I manage to breathe."What do you mean? We're here to celebrate," Violet, Charles' mum, chuckles as she pops a strawberry into her mouth.Celebrate indeed. They're here to ruin my sister's night."You're not welcome here," I assert firmly."Why?!" Charles feigns surprise. "We're family. I'm your brother, I'm also Father's son—a part of this family.""You are not my son!" Dad thunders angrily, slamming his fist
General POV“I have a surprise for you, Spitfire.”It’s been six days since Danielle’s baby shower and as soon as Ethan gets back from work, he heads straight to Elizabeth’s room.Elizabeth rolls her eyes upon hearing Ethan’s words.“What’s the surprise? I hope you’re not playing tricks on me.” She glares at him as he pulls her out of the bedroom.Ethan snickers. When they step in the hallway, Elizabeth sees Alexa and Moana standing outside the room beside hers, beaming with smiles. Elizabeth’s brows furrow thoughtfully, ‘since they’re smiling, it means it’s a good surprise.’She relaxes her muscles a bit.Alexa opens the door immediately Elizabeth and Ethan reach the door. At this time, Ethan releases his grip on Elizabeth and observes her as she hesitantly but curiously takes her steps inside the room.Upon entering, Elizabeth’s mouth flings wide open at the sight she meets.The empty room has been completely transformed into a beautiful tailoring workshop.She couldn’t help but ga
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