Eleanor’s POV“Arnold, are the documents you sent in my email complete? We saw a lot of files and we do not have an idea where to start or what file to open. We might spoil ourselves that quickly. We need to have a sight firstly on evidence that you got in chronological order for us not to have a mixture of information inside our brain.” We decided to call him again because once Kyle opened the laptop and scanned through his email, there are about twenty files attached.“Those are all the confirmations, proofs, and documentations you have been longing for, Mr. Caddell. I can assure you that everything you need against him is all concluded there. For the few months that I have been working at their mansion as a security guard, I made sure that I get every detail, even the smallest ones. I suggest you begin from the bottom file, going above.” I thought if I and Kyle will be having the hardest time investigating ‘The Enriquez’, but technically, this is our first day and we already have s
Eleanor’s POVTheir conversation ended at that moment, and I do not know how to react in the right way. Zayn and Kyle were just looking at me, waiting for what I am going to say. I knew it, something big really behind him and that incorporates me and dad. I am still stunned by learning about Mr. Enriquez’ thoughts. Does Dylan and Uncle Ben know about this? I suppose, dad already has an idea regarding this matter because he was threatened, he just chooses to simply not speak about it because he would not want to make the issue broader. He is concerned about me and Dylan’s marriage. To be honest, if I were listening to it during the first days, then I would prefer them to be Jackson’s family to elope with, not me and dad. However, hearing Mr. Enriquez’ dreadful and lousy ideas make me want to push more with the wedding. I can already say that he is not deserving, as well as his daughter whoever she is.“We’re very sorry to hear that, Eleanor,” Zayn spoke, seems like he does not have any
Eleanor’s POV“Are you excited? Today is the day that we are required to first wear our garments and fabulous attires, specifically your wedding town and my suit. Bella picked for us in the meantime, but we can freely change if we feel despondent about the designs and color scheme that she chose. Although, I doubt it because when it comes to styles, she is the person to contact.” I and Dylan are on our way to “The Bride and Groom’s Choice”. It is the most well-known famous shop here in the city where other rich people who are engaged are dwelling in. As they are going to make our wedding in an upper-class setting because a lot of investors and business owners are going to witness the most awaited wedding.“I am quite nervous because wedding gowns might not fit my body shape, I recently gained weight.” It is true, for the past few days, my eating habit doubled. It is the time of the month when I crave everything.“That is not rational. You are sexy as always.” A few steps after leaving
Eleanor’s POV “Dad, what if she is picking a dress for the wedding they are planning as well? Maybe she is really the daughter and heiress of the ‘Enriquez’ who plans to do something while I and Dylan were in that shop. While I was enjoying and being flabbergasted about my wedding gown, she is surprisingly there, speaking and having a good time with Dylan. I can even see on Dylan’s face how lucky he is to be with someone that accompanies him while I and the designer are busy fixing the dress!” “Do they look like they’re secretly flirting with each other when you saw them hanging out? Or just having a great laugh as friends?” Dad answered. By the way, he is now fully healed, and we are at his office, just like our old setup before. A serious ton of workload is right in front of him at the moment, but I am here, trying to complain about what happened and hoping that we can do something about it.“No, they were even a few inches ago, but will I wait until they get to that point? I supp
Zayn's POV“You are saying a lot of things about being able to care for Eleanor even if that means that your most loved company has the chance to fail and be buried down. That company is already half your life, Zayn. I know that giving that up is not that easy for you which is why I am going to ask this question. Do you have romantic feelings for Eleanor? Please make a clearance to my mind because as long as you are not telling me everything, then the more I am not understanding you.”“Why are you asking that for? Couldn’t you relate yourself to me even if I don’t answer it?”“It’s because of your actions! At first, I am believing that your assistance and aid towards her is because she has been a good and close friend of yours even if legally, you both are married. I never saw frisky moves of you and Eleanor at the same time so what has been placed on my mind is that you two have no chance of ending up together, but hearing you right now makes my theory be on a different path. I think
Eleanor’s POVWhat are the two of them doing here? Are they starting to bond or are they talking about purely business? But all I know is that Althea is not into business and is not interested in liquor businesses. In fact, I heard that she is allergic in terms of drinking alcohol which is kind of pitiful because she could not enjoy the whirl of life. I am simply standing in front of them, they are not even noticing me. They could just see me that fast and that clear if they will move their head towards the right. They are enjoying themselves inside the cafe as if they are not aware of their surroundings.Am I truly seeing this or am I just dreaming? This is impossible. Dylan messaged me earlier that he will be staying at his office for the day. How come I will find him dining here with another girl? I have not still moved on yet from the figures that I have obtained from Kyle and Zayn’s secretive conversation, I am seeing them share laughter and smiles with each other. I am like the
Eleanor’s POVI have been waiting for this day, for me and Mia to bond again together. She shyly told me that she does not have any money to spend now that we are going to make ourselves relax. As might be expected, I volunteered on treating her for every action that we are doing to do as well as every food or drink that we are going to in-take. I will treat her for the rest of the day until she gets tired of it. Also, I will give her the cash that I also volunteered to give. Spending for her does not mean anything to me, I treat her like a true sister already and spending for her is like nothing to me.“Thanks for picking me up here at the house, Eleanor. I am really saving money even to spend gas which was why I was planning and intending to walk away to the place where we are going to meet to.” She shares as she entered the car.“As I am repeatedly telling you, Mia. You have nothing to worry about money now that you are with me. I will be the one taking care of you.”“Truthfully, I
Mia’s POV“Thank you so much for the very well day you made me experience again, Eleanor. You really do not have a grasp or idea of how I was indeed relaxed and fortunate of every single measure that we did this day.” Time check it is now 8 PM and Eleanor along with his driver accompanied me all the way to the street of my house. I made them stop here since the road right in front of the spot of our house is being constructed. That was literally a flat street, but construction workers are digging holes in it and maybe putting enough cement to make the land higher. Joke, that was not so sure of me to say. Getting back to what is recently happening…“Me too! Dad suggested we do this kind of activity this day because, for the past few days, I have been feeling you know… dejected, Because of some matters I narrated earlier.” If I was Eleanor, I could not handle every single factor that is contributing to her life crisis. With what is transpiring to my loved grandmother at the moment is mo
Eleanor’s POVAfter a long time of hoping for us to meet, finally we are facing each other’s face right now. I missed her a lot. Of people that I have been wanting to meet after my resurrection from that camouflaged house at the forest, Mia is the first option for me to meet. I was just done telling her my story and she has been totally astonished of every single thing that happened especially on the part while I was nearly being captured by death. “I cannot believe that your own sister and her mother did that to you! If I will have the chance to see those persons, I will truly remove every piece of their hair until they get bald.” She is more angrier than I am. Well, that is normal for the two of us since she has a more fierce attitude than I do. She is a total war-freak more than I am.“Don’t worry because they are now locked in a silver cage and will never come out until dad or Zayn says so. As for me, that is already a fine punishment for them. I do not agree of killing them beca
Eleanor’s POV"The moon-goddess? I have never heard of that. Who is she, and what is her relation to us again?" I think I heard of her before, but I am not able to recap my memories now due to insufficient rest. I am totally dehydrated, hungry, and not in the mood for any realizations. "To explain who I am to you, Eleanor, I am someone in your life. I chose the destined partner for you, which is Zayn." My mouth just opened, and I cannot utter a word. "I am overwhelmed." The only words that just came out of my mouth. "I was the one in charge of your destined mates. Now that I saw you two still strong after all that you have been, I can say that I am proud and I did not go wrong when it comes to pairing both of you." She gives us a genuine smile. Until now, I was astonished by her presence. She is indeed beautiful and perfect for me. Her hair is also in a perfect state, a color silver with large curly waves on it. She looks like an animated person that came out from a digital art. "
Zayn’s POV"Z-Zayn? How did you know about this place? What you just saw is not what you think!" She then suddenly drops the knife on the floor, along with drops of blood from Eleanor’s body. As if her body froze when she saw me looking at her."How dare you do that to her?! Who are you to inflame a part of her body?" Up until now, the gun has been focused on her face. In just one click, I can aim for her head easily, and she will die in a split second."You are all getting it wrong, Zayn! You will not understand that she needs to die. Her existence makes me feel like I am in hell." She is acting as if she feels more pain than Eleanor does."Who are you to dictate her life? You are her sister, who is obviously lower than her status. She is a Luna, yet look how she became one because of your craziness! She must be respected, not treated like a burly animal." "If she does not die, my life will be miserable! We are the opposite of each other." I shot the gun near her feet, which made he
Eleanor’s POV I can feel that my body is nearly giving up, as if the chains wrapped around the chair I am sitting in are the ones who will hold my balance already. Ill treatment is what they do here to me every day. I cannot move my limbs properly, my stomach aches a lot, my vision is totally blurry, and I can feel large bruises with matching wounds all over my body. If a mirror is placed in front of me, I will not be able to distinguish myself that fast. From the day on, I promised myself that I would not eat every food that they were offering, they did not attempt to give any of it. Still, they just managed to let me drink water whenever I was thirsty, but of course we all know that water is not enough. "A-Are you not really going to bring me back to the city and let me live my life there? I think I already paid enough. You made me miserable for– I don’t even know how long it is already." Amelia laughed, "What made you think that we are turning you back at the city? Excuse me, on
Zayn’s POV I let Uncle Martin visit my mansion again and even called Dylan for us to have a better conversation together. The venue was supposed to be at Uncle Martin’s mansion since I do not want him to exert any effort on going here, but I remembered that it is also Ava and Amelia’s home. If they happen to hear any word from us, they might alter or modify some of their actions. "He just messaged me that he parked his car outside at the garage. I am pretty sure that he had a sight of your auto and is now wondering if you are here or not." "Surely, what he still knows is that we are in a big fight." "Acually, that is what everyone knows. I think that is already a better option for us, so that no one will be astounded by our sudden collision."Anyways, do you have that sexy dialogue for her later on?""Stop right there, Dylan. It would be impromptu, as I have no idea how the situation will turn out. But one thing is what I am sure of, I am not excited and happy about it." *Ding Do
Eleanor’s POV"Don’t you want to eat?" The guard who is assigned to me pushed me to eat the medium raw meat with veggies on the side. "Do you think anyone would like to eat in this kind of situation? If you were here, would you have an appetite to eat something?" From this morning until lunch, he keeps pushing me to take a bite of the food he is offering. I even do not have an idea what they put there that might make me weaker. My body cannot deny that it is totally hungry already, but I will not eat anything that they offer. For the past few days, I had a bite of every food they have offered me, but I feel like every day that passes, I get weaker and weaker."You’ll die of starvation if you do not eat." He suggests. "Who are you to take care of me? If I don’t want to do it, then I will not!" Within reach, I kicked the plate, and the food above it was wasted on the dusty floor. "A lot of people are not eating and do not have the privilege to eat these kinds of food, but you are jus
Zayn’s POV For how many days of Eleanor being a missed person, nothing is getting better. Nothing is progressing with her case when it comes to how the police officers handle it. I am starting to contemplate now, what if the person who got her is Dylan? I could not stop thinking about that matter. Of all the people that surround her, he is most likely the one who would cause this to happen to her. Perhaps, they kidnapped her, and that would be an advantage for them to do anything with Eleanor. But why doesn’t Eleanor’s father know? I thought both of them conspired with each other when it comes to proceeding with their wedding? Maybe they lost keeping in touch because Uncle Martin was busy with his new family, as Eleanor informed me. However, I was being flooded by Uncle Martin’s text messages, saying such words to me that are equal to one word only, which is irresponsible. He keeps on blaming me. I tried opening this up to Kyle, but he told me that we don’t have sufficient proof for
Eleanor’s POVMy eyelids consciously opened on their own, finding out that I was in a spacious area without any things in reach. Where am I, and what is this place? It is a closed area where the windows are also covered, and almost all of the walls have soundproofing instruments to make sure that even if I scream so loud, no one from the outside will hear me say anything. I looked at the side, where there is a special built-in bed, and saw Ameila peacefully sleeping. Ava is obviously not here, her presence is absent. Until I came deeper into my senses, I noticed that I was sitting in a chair where I could not move. I was locked with several chains, which is totally giving me a heavy feeling. I moved for a bit, and there is a vibrant noise heard from these chains. I saw Amelia move, please do not be awakened by these chains. I moved again, starting to find where the lock is, but it keeps on emitting large percussions. How can I get out of this captivation? Even if I transform into my w
Eleanor’s POV I feel like I slept all day, waking up inside the mansion and seeing Zayn’s face totally worried at me. The last time I remembered, I was on my way to the post-office when someone gave something to me until I ran out of consciousness, which led me to sleep. I cannot even discern if that was a dream or not. "Eleanor! You’re already awake. I thought you will not be opening your eyes again. I was so worried about you". Zayn hugged me tightly, as if he had not seen me for how many years. "How many hours were I out?" Curiously, I asked. "You were in doze for 7 days already." My face frowned, doubtful about whether he was telling the truth or not. Is he serious, or did I not hear it right? I did not utter a word and am still analyzing that short sentence he verbalized. For almost a minute, he had a blank face until he could not stop his laugh. I knew it, he is faking it. "Don’t worry because you were sleeping for just 7 hours, not days. Just wanting to see your reaction."