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CHAPTER FIFTY
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ELEANOR’S POVWas it weird that he knew nothing about me yet he accommodated me? Was he strange that he made no attempt to ask me questions about who the father of my baby was ever since we figured out I was pregnant?I was glad that he didn’t though because I doubted that I would have told him.But now that he sat beside me at the dinning table, chewing carefully on his spaghetti and sauce, I couldn’t help but wonder that he at least deserved to know.“He doesn’t know I’m pregnant.” I blurted out before I could stop myself.Don’t mind me, I couldn’t think of the best way to bring the conversation up.I watched him hang his hand midway as he raised his head to look my way.“Who?” He asked in confusion and I bit on my lower lip before looking back at him.“The Father of my baby.” I responded, given that I believed that was the best way to refer to him without hurting myself.“Oh!” He exclaimed. “Reason be?” He asked.I looked away from him to stare back at my food, my right fingers clu
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
AUTHOR’S POV“Father!” Lily yelled aloud as her slender legs sway swiftly beneath her in a bid to run into his arms. “Baby.” Mr Patrick called out with a bright smile on his face and his arms widely spread apart which she soon took as she wrapped her arms around him.The duo sharing a heartwarming hug before pulling apart.“You look beautiful.” Mr Patrick complimented before leaning in to peck his daughter’s left cheek. She reminded him a lot about of her late Mother who happened to have being the best thing that ever happened to him. “Thank you, Father. You look young yourself.” She complimented too causing a laugh to erupt from the depth of his inside.Beatrice cleared her throat from where she stood, just beside the two whose love and affection seemed to have overwhelmed their presence. One of the things she hated about seeing them both together. She felt a pang of jealously deep down because she could tell that Patrick loved his daughter more than he loved her and her son, Robe
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
CRUZ’S POV I was starting to have a rethink of just how much I claimed I could live without Eleanor because that was starting to look and feel impossible. I found myself yearning for her touch and her heart called out to her almost every minute. Deep down, it felt like my chest was sliced and my heart was pulled out then squeezed into tiny chucks. My pain knew no bound, not in the slightest.Not only did I feel miserable but I also looked miserable and Martins had confirmed that on the day I asked him to get me some nice suit, although I never told him it would be for my new wedding.New!The word hurts.“Master, you good? You look miserable.” He had said causing me to nod in response before continuing to torture myself with more push ups.I could tell too myself with the way my eyes had fallen deep into my socket and the bags that now settled underneath them. I couldn’t remember the last time I shaved too. Aside today.Lily had informed me at breakfast this morning that her family
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR.
CRUZ’S POV Sitting here only reminded me more of El. It reminded of the day that I had bought her, the day that my whole world changed for the best. I could remember bringing her here to get some new clothes and an image of hers played in my head.It felt weird that I was sitting here too waiting for someone that wasn’t El. Waiting for the female that was now going to be her substitute.What a creep I was?Toying with these females’ emotions as though they meant nothing.Deep down, I asked myself what I would have done differently if I ever had the chance to go back in time and relive the day I bought her and although any sane Wolf response would have been not to buy her. Mine was that I would have learned to love her early, instead of discovering so late just how much she meant to me.But it was too late now. My feelings meant nothing anymore because she was probably somewhere, living her life, laying in the arms of another male and screaming out his name as he slid in her and bange
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE
CRUZ’S POV It had been hours since the incident, long agonizing hours since we got home and I watched Lily head to her room without sparing me a glance. I doubted that she even remembered to take her thong with her.I wouldn’t blame her though, if she hated me because as I obviously hated myself as it is and my head kept twirling at the thoughts of how I could make it up to her.Our wedding was in two days time and I was starting to accept the fact that there was no way out of this now. Another sweat rolled down my forehead to land in front of me as I did the hundredth push-up, ignoring the throbbing pain in my arms. A voice in my head reminded me that I couldn’t stay here all day and that I had to do something so I did. I stood up and headed into the restroom to take a quick shower then headed out, to pick up the drug I had snuck out to get. According to the female, she said it would start working just fifteen minutes after use.I threw two pieces in my mouth and gulped it down wi
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTY SIX
AUTHOR’S POV It was finally time.Lily thought as she smiled at the beautiful reflection of herself in the mirror.She loved him so much and she was glad that at last she would get to spend forever with him.“It’s time, my love. Time to finally start your own family.” Mr Patrick said as he fixated his eyes on her with his palms placed on her tensed shoulders.“I’m nervous, Father.” She said truthfully. “Did you feel this way too? I mean with Mom?” She asked out of curiosity even though she knew what the answer would be because every one knew for sure that her Father always loved her Mother even till the point of death.“Of course, darling.” He responded and let out an heartwarming soft laugh as his mind flooded with the memories of the past. The best thing of his life. Only that every day with Jane was the best day of his life.“Would you find it weird if I told you that I pooped my pant just minutes before the aisle walk?” He paused to laugh some more, his eyes filled with warmth a
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN
AUTHOR’S POV She sat there, staring at them as they did her thing while anger surged through her because she despised Lily. She hated that she had to get everything good and had things at her disposal. She couldn’t bear seeing the smile that Lily had on because it only made her stomach clench the more.Deep down she knew she had to do it. She had to wipe off the smile she had on so she did it, raising her voice as she made her way to the front.“Stop the wedding.” She said again, this time her voice louder as she watched everyone turn their heads her way to check if she really meant it.“What are you doing, Beatrice?” She heard Patrick, her husband, say as he made his way towards her to pull her off the stage. She knew what he was about to do but she refused to let him. She refused to let them both lie to this innocent Male just like they had done all these while.“Don’t do anything stupid.” Patrick warned sternly as he sent her a hard glare then grabbed her arm.“Leave me, Patrick.
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT
ELEANOR’S POV I stared at my stomach as I placed my left palm over it because I was starting to get so fond of my baby and I could feel the connection we shared. His presence made me feel alive again and I was so glad that he was mine.Maybe Cruz’s as well but I chose not to dwell on that. Damon had told me to stay away from anything that makes me sad and ensured to remind me to be happy. He had turned out to be a way better big brother that I thought he would be. This was the fifth basket of fruits that he had brought to me in a space of two weeks and the act softened my heart. Although every time I tried to tease him and call him caring, he would remind that he was only doing that because Nana would scold us both and also force me to use more bitter herbs.“Do I really have to take that?” I asked, bringing up my eyes to look at her. I could tell that she had gotten more wrinkles than before.I watched her raise her brows at me.“You ask me that every time even though the response
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AUTHOR’S POVEleanor held her baby cot as she watched the little Ivy sleep so soundly. A bright smile curled up her lips. Her once-heavy heart becomes lighter with time. Her eyes darted from Ivy towards where Nimah and Dante were playing.It had been weeks since they got to the palace. Two days since their wedding. Since they walked down the aisle and exchanged beautiful vows, since she and Cruz had decided to adopt Dante During the visit to the Farms, Eleanor had stumbled on him looking sad and dirty. After minutes of persuading him, he finally confessed that JoJo, his little sister, had died.The news had made Eleanor’s heart clench tight because she knew how lonely it would feel for him. She immediately took it upon herself to tell Cruz, and he was more than excited to have another child.She rolled the beautiful ring on her finger, and a smile parted her lips. She loved him so much. She was glad that they ended up together after everything.“How is my little princess doing?” She he
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
ELEANOR’S POVA chilly air brushed past me, causing the hair on my body to stand at alert. My breath hitched in my throat, and my heart started to pound so loud as I watched Damon get closer.Who would have thought that he was the bad guy? “Don’t do anything stupid, Damon, please.” I pleaded, my voice quivering while my eyes stayed glued on the glittering knife he held.“Too late, El. Why use just her when I use you both? When can I finally get to rule the world?” He responded, a smirk curling up his lips.“Let her be, Damon. If you are truly a man, then face me!” Cruz dared, his pitch high as he struggled to set himself free.Damon let out a dry laugh.“A god, Cruz. That is what I will become.” He said pridefully.My eyes stung with tears, and I gently tilted my head sideways to look at the Wolf I had learned to love. My eyes trailed over his facial features, his sharp jaw, and the beauty that lay in his eyes.I knew it was the end. It's too bad that our story would have to end this
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT
AUTHOR’S POV“Who are you?” Eleanor yelled as fear crawled through her, her fingers clutching tightly onto Cruz’s cloth while his arms were wrapped around her.She could feel her heart thumping fast.The strange man let out a long, satisfying laugh.“If it isn't the so-called Dema. How does it feel to be here, Eleanor? Especially after knowing that you can never make it out alive.” He mocked with a slight smile on his face.Cruz couldn't believe his eyes. He refused to comprehend why Eleanor’s neighbors would want to do anything to her.“What the fuck do you want, Fred?” He questioned in an obviously pissed tone.Fred twitched his lips gently.“Soon you shall know. For now, keep walking until I tell you to stop.” He ordered, causing Cruz to clench his teeth.“And if I don't?” He confronted him because, obviously, he couldn't afford to put Eleanor in more danger. At this point, he was more than willing to fight tooth and nail to get out of here.Fred dragged in the air, then chuckled m
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN
AUTHOR’S POVHe went still. His breath hitched in his throat as he stared at her. It felt as though he had just heard the most absurd words ever existing.“How?” He questioned, a little bit scared to mention the word again because he was aware of what the dangers of being one were.Eleanor inflicted gentle pain on her fingers as she thought of the best way to explain because she, too, had no idea.“Talk to me, El!” He ordered, his voice shaking a little.The tears stinging her eyes started to let themselves roll down her cheeks. He curbed her chin up to stare at her confused expression, his other fingers running through his hair.“Fuck!” He cussed because he knew she could get killed if they knew. He was willing to lose the same person he just got back.Her sobs heightened.“I’m sorry, Cruz. I should have told you earlier. I just thought you might…despise me.” She confessed, her heart squeezing hard at each word.The pain spread through her like fire at the thought of losing him beca
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX.
AUTHOR’S POVHe could tell her shock by how her face fell. Her hands trembling and it caused him to smirk.“You don’t have to be sorry. I knew he made the first move.” He said, wanting to clear the air and her conscience.Eleanor attempted to say something and that would require spitting him out.“Shh! Say nothing. Just stay still like the obedient little doll you are.” He ordered and El nodded firmly. “That’s my good girl.” He added and started to move in and out. His butt clenching tightly as he did.“Fuck, El. Fuck!” He cussed, his hand holding her head in place while he continued to fuck her mouth faster and deeper.Eleanor’s eyes stung with tears, the pain in my throat getting worse and just like a maniac’s doll, she liked it, every single part of it caused her woman to drool some more.His waist rotating as he went while her fingernails dug into her thighs in order to spread more pain through her. The higher the pain, the better the sex.That she believed.“Fuck you, El.” He cu
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE
ELEANOR’S POV“Sit slowly.” I heard him say and I nodded, bending low as his hands guided me. In the last few hours, the only thing I had done was nod. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything because for a weird reason, I felt shy. Not uncomfortable.My body, up to my breasts, hit the warm water and I felt my nerves relax.“Let me know when you feel uncomfortable, okay?” He said and I nodded briefly. I couldn’t tell what he was doing but soon the smell of Lavender filled my nostrils before his palms came in contact with my body again as he scrubbed it gently. It felt so good to have someone wash me up. Ever since I lost my sight, I had refused to let anyone bathe for me. I always instead of doing that myself and most times it was an uncomfortable thing.His palms found my neck and massaged them briefly, causing a low moan to escape through my pass. My body was at alert. On edge after all these while.My mind drifted briefly to Damon and the look he had on when I stepped out of his
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR
CRUZ’S POV It happened. Finally I found her. Maybe not in the exact same condition but I was still more than pleased to have her back. Scars are what make us beautiful, after all. Plus I was willing and ready to do anything for her to get her sight back.I kept tilting my head and checking her out every minute, just to remind myself that it wasn’t a dream. I could feel my heart swelling with joy and pride.I had a daughter. I mean, we had a beautiful baby girl.Finally I was a Father.Now that I thought about it, I doubted if I was ever going to enough for a Father figure. Ivy was sleeping peacefully in the back while I rode the car with gentleness, not wanting to wake her up. While Eleanor stared ahead into nothingness and it caused my heart to ache.The charmingly bright smile she used to have, was no longer there.“You good, baby?” I broke the silence and watched her nod gently.I wanted to push it further but I don’t. We just met again after some many months so it was normal for
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE
ELEANOR’S POV“Are you sure you are making the right choice?” Damon asked for the thirtieth time in the last hour and now I was no longer sure if I was.“Do you think I’m not?” I threw at him, wanting to know what his own opinion would be.“He abandoned you, El. He can do that anytime and you know that.” He pointed out while I stared at the darkness.Let me be your eyes, El.Cruz’s words replayed in my mind.“What if he is sorry? Sober? Anything?” I said, trying to defend him or was it myself?I needed badly to prove to myself that I wasn’t just some broken female who lacked fatherly love and badly craved it enough to settle for anything.“What if he is not?” Damon attacked and I could sense the worry in his voice, laced with disappointment. “You can’t just run back into his arms, El. Not after all these while.” He added causing me to nod as I bit on my lower lip again.“I can. I want to do this, Dam, please.” I responded and heard him sigh frustratedly before his steps get closer.“I
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO
AUTHOR’S POV“I’m leaving with Cruz.” Eleanor announced the second, Cruz helped her down the stairs, causing Damon to look her way abruptly.“Huh!” He exclaimed, his jaw falling lower than usual out of shock. “I’m leaving with him.” She said again even though deep down a part of her warned her of how this could be a wrong idea.Damon refused to believe all he heard. In fact it had taken him more seconds than usual to process them and soon he was standing in front of her.“I would love to talk to her alone so please step aside.” Damon informed as he sent Cruz a death stare.“Fine then, I will be over there.” Cruz informed and ran his palm over Eleanor’s hair before leaning in. “Call me when you need me.” He whispered and watched her nod gently.Cruz took one last glance at the male who had tried taking his bride and threw him a smirk before walking away. His chest almost exploding with joy.She was back. She was going home with him and now his home would be home again.“You can’t just
