He didn't need to tell me twice. I dashed out of the home as fast as I could, my mind racing. I didn’t even check to see if Levi was next to me till I got into the car and heard the driver door slam, immediately he turned it on and we raced off. The automobile slid violently down the rain-slicked road, the boom of engines and gunfire combining into a terrifying symphony. I grasped the doorframe, a sharp tingle of blood filling my mouth from where I'd bit my lip. Levi was driving like a man possessed, his knuckles white as he grabbed the wheel and barked orders to the guards over his earpiece.
“Hold the perimeter! We’re almost clear!”
Almost clear. It did not look like it at all.
I felt the lurch before the collision, which crunched metal, shattered glass, and turned the world upside down. My body jolted forward, held only by the seatbelt, then slammed back, pain bursting in my side.
“Levi!”
3 months ago..“Where the fuck have you been?”I looked up the sharp voice startling me. It was Levi’s, he was standing at the corner of the room arms crossed like a father about to scold a petulant child.“I…” I started unable to continue. What could I say? I went to the hospital to see my dad, but now I could never go back or see him again. Aunt Livia took him away from me. He’s probably think it was a ploy or some dumb master plan I cooked up also. I sighed.“I’m sorry. I had a long day and I came home looking for you, and you weren’t there… I just snapped.” He said and I can almost hear regret in his voice.“Why were you looking for me?” I asked nonchalantly. I didn’t care anymore, if he thought I was out plotting his demise or whatever. I plopped myself on the sofa.“I needed you to…” he trailed off. “It can w
This is it. My wedding. If someone had told me I’d be here yesterday, I’d say they were lying. But here I am, no falsehood detected. There is only another twenty minutes left till I become Eliana Vanderbilt. Mrs. Levi Vanderbilt.“Eliana..” Aunt Livia crones in a sing song voice, clearly excited. “The guests are arriving.”She glances at me and her face contorts into a vicious sneer. Aunt Livia takes in my caramel tan skin, natural red lips enhanced by the lip stain I hurriedly smeared on and my slanted siren eyes.“Well, you can put lipstick on a pig..” she eyes me from top to bottom.I curl my fist, fingernails digging into my palms.“Whatever, I’m sure your husband wouldn’t mind.” That statement seems to set her off and she began laughing hysterically. “Given the circumstances, widowed even before your marriage.” She straightens back up again.Her face goes serious as she finally makes eye contact with me. She opens her mouth to speak but is cut off by the wedding planner walking i
The sun glared through the hospital window like it had a vendetta. I sat beside my father’s bed, staring at his frail, immobile form. The beep of the monitors filled the silence, a monotonous soundtrack to my life falling apart. His hand was limp in mine, the once-strong grip of a man who used to lift me onto his shoulders now reduced to nothing.“Dad,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the machines. “What would you do if you were me?”He didn’t answer, of course. He couldn’t. The ventilator did all the talking now. I pressed my lips together, my throat tightening with every breath he didn’t take on his own. The weight of it all—the debts, Livia, the Vanderbilt proposal—crushed me.“You wouldn’t let her do this to me, would you?” I asked, my voice cracking. “You’d tell her to back off, to leave me alone.”I laughed bitterly. Who was I kidding? Livia always got what she wanted. And Dad had never been good at stopping her, even before the hospital bed swallowed him whole.Tears
“So it’s you.” The man says, his eyes trailing over my body in a scrutinizing manner.“Who are you and what are you talking about?” I asked. It was a tall man, about 6”2 with dark hair. He had broad shoulders and an evidently toned body. His voice as he said so it’s you, sounded deep and commanding, like the type spillers used. Why had he walked in here so confidently. He didn’t belong here, this was my fathers hospital room.“I’d have thought if they were placing a pawn she’d be more intimidating, atleast, not so frail and fragile looking.” Giving me another once over the strange man says. “Or maybe that’s part of the plan. I’m more likely to underestimate an innocent looking one than someone who looks like she knows what she is doing.”“Leave before I call security. You’re not supposed to be here.” I say getting scared. Who is this and what does he want? I’m not sure I could protect myself and my unconscious dad if a throwdown occurred right now.“You can drop the act now. I know yo
CHAPTER FOURThe door slammed open, rattling on its hinges like a gunshot in the eerie silence. I shot to my feet, heart pounding, my pulse drumming in my ears as the shadows of the office twisted and coiled, as if alive. And then he walks in. It’s him. The man from the hospital. What was he doing here? It took me a while to realize. It couldn’t be…Levi Vanderbilt. Alive. I couldn’t recognize him at the hospital but the familiarity of his face nagged me. But seeing him now, in his office. Everything just fit into place. Levi Vanderbilt was alive, that was the big secret aunt Livia was keeping.Not a ghost, not a figment of my imagination. He was taller than I’d imagined, broader too, his sharp jaw shadowed with stubble, and his eyes—God, his eyes—were a storm. Fury, distrust, and something darker I couldn’t place churned in their depths. He looked like he’d crawled out of hell with every intention of dragging me back with him. For a moment, I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe
Levi’s office had become a war zone of paper and tension. The room reeked of old wood polish and something sharper—the stale scent of anger that lingered after Levi’s outbursts. He leaned against the desk, arms crossed, his eyes drilling into me. “I don’t believe you,” he said, his voice low and flat. “Not completely. Not yet.” “I don’t care what you believe,” I shot back, tired of his relentless accusations. “If I had answers, don’t you think I’d be screaming them by now? Do you think I want to be here?” His laugh was cold, biting. “What you want doesn’t matter. What matters is what you know. And you know something, even if you don’t realize it yet.” “I know Livia’s manipulative,” I said, letting my words snap. “I know she dangles debt and desperation over people’s heads until they do whatever she wants. But what you’re talking about? Rival families, assassination plots? You sound crazy, Vanderbilt. What is this a marvel movie?”“Levi,” he corrected sharply. “Don’t use my las
“You weren’t lying.” Levi says looking at me in shock. This was the first time I saw him actually shocked. That did nothing to assure me of my situation.“No shit Sherlock. I told you and you wouldn’t believe I wasn’t out to get you.” I say annoyed. My heart ws racing, Aunt Liva sent people to bomb me?! I knew she was crazy but this is just beyond me. What? She knows international terrorists now? This is so messed up.“Except… this was planted cause she somehow knew I was unto you both. To throw me off.”My mouth fell open I couldn’t believe the words coming out of this man’s mouth. How could someone who is supposed to be so smart be so astute. “So what? I orchestrated everything?”“Maybe!?” He starts. “This shouldn’t be so far fetched to you that i don’t trust you.”“Wow.” I say offended. I just saw a death threat. I should be dead by Aunt Livia and all Levi Vanderbilt cared about was himself. “You know what? I can’t do this right now. Believe whatever you want I’m leaving.” Storming
The Vanderbilt estate was quiet in the worst way like the calm before a storm. The note last night , I won’t lie it scared me neither am I going to pretend it didn’t increase my anxiety. Ever since I got here it’s been one thing or the other, the upping of the security when it felt like there was someone lurking in the shadows. The blast, and now a note under my door. I contemplated telling Levi. But would he care? He’d just think It was another ruse by me. I had been on edge all morning, waiting for the inevitable, and it finally came when Levi barged into the study. His eyes were sharp, his jaw set. I didn’t even have time to fake pleasantries. “Care to explain this?” he demanded, tossing a manila folder onto the desk in front of me. I glanced at it. A stack of documents, printouts of emails, financial records nothing I recognized. “What am I supposed to be looking at?” I asked, keeping my voice calm. Levi leaned in, his presence suffocating. “Classified files from my busines
3 months ago..“Where the fuck have you been?”I looked up the sharp voice startling me. It was Levi’s, he was standing at the corner of the room arms crossed like a father about to scold a petulant child.“I…” I started unable to continue. What could I say? I went to the hospital to see my dad, but now I could never go back or see him again. Aunt Livia took him away from me. He’s probably think it was a ploy or some dumb master plan I cooked up also. I sighed.“I’m sorry. I had a long day and I came home looking for you, and you weren’t there… I just snapped.” He said and I can almost hear regret in his voice.“Why were you looking for me?” I asked nonchalantly. I didn’t care anymore, if he thought I was out plotting his demise or whatever. I plopped myself on the sofa.“I needed you to…” he trailed off. “It can w
He didn't need to tell me twice. I dashed out of the home as fast as I could, my mind racing. I didn’t even check to see if Levi was next to me till I got into the car and heard the driver door slam, immediately he turned it on and we raced off. The automobile slid violently down the rain-slicked road, the boom of engines and gunfire combining into a terrifying symphony. I grasped the doorframe, a sharp tingle of blood filling my mouth from where I'd bit my lip. Levi was driving like a man possessed, his knuckles white as he grabbed the wheel and barked orders to the guards over his earpiece.“Hold the perimeter! We’re almost clear!”Almost clear. It did not look like it at all.I felt the lurch before the collision, which crunched metal, shattered glass, and turned the world upside down. My body jolted forward, held only by the seatbelt, then slammed back, pain bursting in my side.“Levi!”
The room was silent except for the faint hum of the generator outside, but tension hung so thick I could almost taste it. Levi’s second-in-command, a wiry man named Theo, sat across from me, his face a perfect mask of indifference. It was the kind of look that set my teeth on edge.Levi had left us alone, poor decision making on his part, in hindsight. The quiet felt unnatural. I moved my chair closer, the leather creating beneath me as I attempted to test the waters. “You’ve been with Levi a long time,”Theo smirked, his lip curling just enough to show disdain. He hated me, shocker. God knows what his boss had said. It made me sad a bit, my family, my in laws, Levi and now even this man who knew nothing about me. I was hated all round.“Long enough.”There was something off in the way he said it, but I kept my expression neutral. “You must be loyal to put up with him. He doesn&
I sat in Levi’s study with him. I couldn’t stomach being alone, maybe it was pity that let him let me stay, sympathy, charity, whatever I didn’t care anymore. My emotions to fragile, I could still feel my heart racing.The atmosphere in Levi's study was dense with stress that was not expressed. Even though I could feel it weighing heavily on my chest, I remained silent and waited for him to say anything. For the last five minutes, he had been pacing, his steps deliberate, his face enigmatic. At last, he paused and faced me, his jaw clenched.“It’s the Rosettis,The air in Levi’s study was heavy, thick with unspoken tension. I could feel the weight of it pressing on my chest, but I stayed silent, waiting for him to speak. He had been pacing for the past five minutes, his steps deliberate, his expression unreadable. Finally, he stopped and turned to me, his jaw tight.He said, his voice sharp. “They’
The Vanderbilt estate was quiet in the worst way like the calm before a storm. The note last night , I won’t lie it scared me neither am I going to pretend it didn’t increase my anxiety. Ever since I got here it’s been one thing or the other, the upping of the security when it felt like there was someone lurking in the shadows. The blast, and now a note under my door. I contemplated telling Levi. But would he care? He’d just think It was another ruse by me. I had been on edge all morning, waiting for the inevitable, and it finally came when Levi barged into the study. His eyes were sharp, his jaw set. I didn’t even have time to fake pleasantries. “Care to explain this?” he demanded, tossing a manila folder onto the desk in front of me. I glanced at it. A stack of documents, printouts of emails, financial records nothing I recognized. “What am I supposed to be looking at?” I asked, keeping my voice calm. Levi leaned in, his presence suffocating. “Classified files from my busines
“You weren’t lying.” Levi says looking at me in shock. This was the first time I saw him actually shocked. That did nothing to assure me of my situation.“No shit Sherlock. I told you and you wouldn’t believe I wasn’t out to get you.” I say annoyed. My heart ws racing, Aunt Liva sent people to bomb me?! I knew she was crazy but this is just beyond me. What? She knows international terrorists now? This is so messed up.“Except… this was planted cause she somehow knew I was unto you both. To throw me off.”My mouth fell open I couldn’t believe the words coming out of this man’s mouth. How could someone who is supposed to be so smart be so astute. “So what? I orchestrated everything?”“Maybe!?” He starts. “This shouldn’t be so far fetched to you that i don’t trust you.”“Wow.” I say offended. I just saw a death threat. I should be dead by Aunt Livia and all Levi Vanderbilt cared about was himself. “You know what? I can’t do this right now. Believe whatever you want I’m leaving.” Storming
Levi’s office had become a war zone of paper and tension. The room reeked of old wood polish and something sharper—the stale scent of anger that lingered after Levi’s outbursts. He leaned against the desk, arms crossed, his eyes drilling into me. “I don’t believe you,” he said, his voice low and flat. “Not completely. Not yet.” “I don’t care what you believe,” I shot back, tired of his relentless accusations. “If I had answers, don’t you think I’d be screaming them by now? Do you think I want to be here?” His laugh was cold, biting. “What you want doesn’t matter. What matters is what you know. And you know something, even if you don’t realize it yet.” “I know Livia’s manipulative,” I said, letting my words snap. “I know she dangles debt and desperation over people’s heads until they do whatever she wants. But what you’re talking about? Rival families, assassination plots? You sound crazy, Vanderbilt. What is this a marvel movie?”“Levi,” he corrected sharply. “Don’t use my las
CHAPTER FOURThe door slammed open, rattling on its hinges like a gunshot in the eerie silence. I shot to my feet, heart pounding, my pulse drumming in my ears as the shadows of the office twisted and coiled, as if alive. And then he walks in. It’s him. The man from the hospital. What was he doing here? It took me a while to realize. It couldn’t be…Levi Vanderbilt. Alive. I couldn’t recognize him at the hospital but the familiarity of his face nagged me. But seeing him now, in his office. Everything just fit into place. Levi Vanderbilt was alive, that was the big secret aunt Livia was keeping.Not a ghost, not a figment of my imagination. He was taller than I’d imagined, broader too, his sharp jaw shadowed with stubble, and his eyes—God, his eyes—were a storm. Fury, distrust, and something darker I couldn’t place churned in their depths. He looked like he’d crawled out of hell with every intention of dragging me back with him. For a moment, I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe
“So it’s you.” The man says, his eyes trailing over my body in a scrutinizing manner.“Who are you and what are you talking about?” I asked. It was a tall man, about 6”2 with dark hair. He had broad shoulders and an evidently toned body. His voice as he said so it’s you, sounded deep and commanding, like the type spillers used. Why had he walked in here so confidently. He didn’t belong here, this was my fathers hospital room.“I’d have thought if they were placing a pawn she’d be more intimidating, atleast, not so frail and fragile looking.” Giving me another once over the strange man says. “Or maybe that’s part of the plan. I’m more likely to underestimate an innocent looking one than someone who looks like she knows what she is doing.”“Leave before I call security. You’re not supposed to be here.” I say getting scared. Who is this and what does he want? I’m not sure I could protect myself and my unconscious dad if a throwdown occurred right now.“You can drop the act now. I know yo