Eleanor’s POV"Let me ask you once again. Ms. Eleanor since your response is just a pure stare, were you faking everything, and now that you might have fallen into each other’s arms, you are asking the council to withdraw it? Just to give you a heads up, we reviewed your files for hardful weeks. I hope you know that if you filed once, you will have the greatest difficulties withdrawing it back, especially if you manipulated some things in your hands." The longer that he talks, he is forcing his voice to be threatening.What am I supposed to say, anyway? Every word that I will verbalize could be used against me. What is the right thing to say?"Based on your actions, Ms. Eleanor, it appears like you are guilty of something." "Of course not, Mr. Craig. I am just astonished by the way you talk to me. We barely even met, just started to converse for about five minutes, but you are already pressuring me to accept concepts that are new to me." Did someone hurt him this day that caused him
Dylan’s POV"How did it go, Craig? Have you successfully had a strong grip on her?" Finally, I received a call from him. I thought I would be waiting for ages until he calls from the municipal palace. At the moment I saw Eleanor standing in front of the establishment while I was on my way out just after visiting my friend Craig, I immediately helped her position herself inside so I would have an opportunity. Opportunity of captivating and bringing her into my own hands. "You should’ve warned me about her, Dylan. She is not as ordinary as I expected. The review I made on her files based on her experiences and background does not match her strength.""What are you talking about?""We lost her, Dylan. The whole security, even me." Eleanor made her way out despite Craig’s strength, including the help of his companions."Are you speaking truthfully? Maybe it was just you and your guards that did not have much of that training to beat up a normal girl?" "You are not in the right place to
Zayn’s POVThe Ampere Village never fails to give me a nostalgic feeling, bringing back old memories, whether they are memorable in a good way, or not."That’s our Alpha, my son. This is the first time in history he has stepped foot on the grounds of our village once again. After months of that happening, he never visited except now." Why could still a lot of people recognize me even after wearing shades and a cap? We tried to disguise our presence since we are walking until we reach the castle to avoid crowding. Although some still recognize me in the middle of the large throng."Really, mom? I only see him on television and have heard that he is successful in the business that he has. Maybe thats what he is busy with, and that’s why he neglected coming here and showing us his wave." I heard a conversation in the crowd while we were passing by. I feel deeply conscious of myself because of the people’s stares and judgments. Without them knowing, I have still been responsibly taking c
Zayn’s POV "Why did you follow me?! I thought you and Stacy would be having a bond." I anxiously asked her after she gave me a myocardial infarction that almost caused me to sideswipe one of dad’s valuable images, a medium-sized picture frame of his portrait. I thought I was going to be in a solemn atmosphere with a bit of dad's presence, but Eleanor appears, puzzled. "I ran away from Stacy, mentioning to her that I would be comforting myself first at the nearest comfort room when I saw you suspiciously moving away from the chair you were seated at. I had this feeling that you were strangely going to proceed with a movement that was interesting enough for me to ditch those girls. I seriously felt through my nerves that it is more likely attached to you that you were intentionally planning something inside your mind." Is this the true effect of our boundless love? Being able to feel her own sentiment even if she leaves in plain silence is not just on my part, but also hers. She is
Eleanor’s POVAre we seriously sharing each other’s lips at the moment while a person is trying to interfere with the silence inside the room we are in? I almost forgot our current situation, hiding behind this old and smudged cabinet. This passionate kiss is giving me thrills inside, a thrill that makes me want to continue it more, but there is this tense feeling that maybe someone could see us, especially his mother. Earlier, I was strictly inculcated to refrain from entering this space, but seeing Zayn step inside triggered my curiosity, which led us to give a zealous peck on one’s mouth. Our movement continued until we heard the person leave the area, and I decided to wind up our action. Maybe if I do not refrain from giving kisses back, something luster will transpire that would cause us to break these sentimental things here. Besides, all that's here is about his father and memories of his family. I feel too rude acting coquettish."Why did you stop?" He got the nerve to commen
Eleanor’s POV"You know what, for years of being isolated alone away from her and used to being a lonely person, there were various plans and revenge appearing in my mind, until now. I want her to feel the pain that she gave me. The past several new years and Christmas, every birthday that I had was a complete silence." He is full of resentment, I can see it in his eyes."A serious question, do you really want to take revenge or you can’t just let go of the pain?""Who could ever tend to ease the heartless thing she did to our family? Absolutely, that is not me.""But do you still have that kind of love for her, as a mother?" I need to assess his insights to be able to determine how I can respond, without puncturing his point of view."Zayn? You still with me?""I never thought of that. I couldn’t think of the right answer for now." He looked away, functioning not keeping track of my eye contact.*Ring (3x)"Man, where are you?! You and Eleanor both disappeared at the same time. Your m
Eleanor’s POVThe host was too confident and made the party’s way to still be in the heat after that incident where the random stranger shouted her claim on me. She was brought out of the event because of her unending words, which made Zayn’s mother swim in stress. Aunt Grace did not let her explain and simply called me and Zayn for a meeting at the dining kitchen, where visitors are not found while the party is still on-going. "Gosh, that girl almost ruined my party. I was just letting the crowd know how proud I am of Zayn and you being his future Luna, but how can such a person say those kinds of things about you, Eleanor? I called the two of you here to tell me whether that woman’s claims are justified or not. Even though I feel good about you for my son, I was hit by the fact that I do not know you personally, and we even met each other in an incomplete day." "Mom, this is not the time where you are going to judge her. You pretty much do not know much about her personally." "Ye
Eleanor’s POVZayn observed around, trying to catch a glimpse of every person who was watching at the moment. "You are one of mom’s children, aren’t you?" Zayn pulled me back and stopped moving for a while to entertain. "I thought you’d never recognize me. Yes, I am. I am the one next to you, as the eldest child among our brothers and sisters. I’ve been wanting to meet you personally and create a bond together. Mom told me so much about you, which made me more excited to spend time with you." Unlike their mother, I can see genuine, not fake, emotion on his face. Or maybe he acts so well that I cannot even compare him to his own female parent. "Really? Are you sure that we have the same mother? As far as I know, mine does not complement me when it comes to her stories, besides mentioning that my biological father is rich. Anyways, may I know how to uhm-- address you?" "Clyde, I do not mean to offend you, but let me get straight to the point. I have no interest in knowing you or any