ELLIEI rolled on the bed, cursing under my breath. Again, I broke the promise I made to myself. This wasn't good.I'd promised to stay away from alcohol, but somehow it just seemed like the perfect way to let go of disturbing thoughts."My head hurts so much," I muttered, struggling to open my eyes. "Then you should learn to stay within your limit. You like getting drunk so much, don't you?" I heard Diego say, startling me."What are you doing here?" I muttered, sitting up at once. "How did you get in?" I questioned."This is my room, remember?" He retorted, reminding me that my question was lame."Really? I'd almost forgotten the room is yours," I muttered, my tone dripping with sarcasm. In a voice barely audible, I added, "After all, you've decided to start living in your office."He gave no response, but just continued staring at me intensely. Creepy. I adjusted, moving away to avoid his eyes, the duvet fell in the process. My eyes widened at once upon seeing the clothes I had
I stammered, struggling to find the right words. "You knew?" Jade's eyes widened like she was surprised at her utterance. She covered her mouth in shock.The cold look she had on was replaced with a smile. I could tell instantly that it was a forced one. "My husband tells me everything you know. He told me he needed someone to get married to Diego, someone who would also be helping him and whatnot. I didn't quite understand what he meant, but I believe you are on our side," she said further, taking my hand in hers.She went on, "You see, Marley asked me to keep it a secret so I don't want you to act like I know about you. Don't even tell him we had this conversation. I'm sure you know how Marley can be sometimes. Do you understand what I am trying to say?"I was stunned to respond so I just stared at her blankly. "Ellie? Please say something," she urged, staring into my eyes."It's fine... Marley and I rarely talk. He is...." I paused, my eyes narrowing. Judging by her words, I gue
Cursing under my breath, I walked briskly away from Derek. What did I just do? "You must be crazy, Ellie," I muttered, biting the inside of my mouth. Somehow, Matteo's words played in my head. I shook off the thoughts, not believing I just said that.Proudly saying that I was Mrs. Fernandez was something I least expected. I mean, I had agreed with Diego, according to his damned rules, not to show off our marital status in public.I must be going crazy.A groan escapes my lips as I bumped into Jade. "Who is he to you?" She asked, looking ahead.With a grimace, I narrowed my eyes at the direction she was looking at. Derek again. Hadn't he left already?"He's no one," I murmured in response."Really? Why am I not believing that?" She asked, her lips curling up with a mischievous smile."I said he is no one. Believe it or not," I retorted, my voice strained. I wasn't about explaining my history with Derek, tsk, long story.I moved away, leaving her with her thoughts. "Mom!" I called, wa
ELLIE A sleek black Bugatti pulled up to the entrance of the building. A guard hurried out to open the backseat door, making us strain our necks in anticipation. He had finally arrived, Diego Fernandez. He stepped out with an air of grace, both hands tucked into the pockets of his tuxedo suit. Camera flashes flickered, and various questions from the other reporters followed. [Is it true that you will be marrying Jasmine Parker?] [How long have you two been in a relationship?] [Is Fernandez Group planning to expand internationally?] [Do you see yourself becoming the next chairman of Fernandez Group, especially after the recent deal with the Swiss?] I rolled my eyes at the questions being thrown at him as I got my microphone ready. "What do you have to say about the death of the personal assistant whose body was found in your office three years ago?" I asked. But, as expected, my voice was drowned out by the others. I glared in his direction, my eyes burning with hatred and fur
I made my way up the stairs, carrying a box filled with my things from the publishing house, lost in my own world. A suspension meant a pay cut, how was I supposed to cover the bills? Pushing the thought aside, I entered the passcode to the door and walked in with a bright smile on my face, eager of what would happen next. Though I was feeling down, I was sure Derek would find a way of cheering me up. But my smile faltered as I took in the disarray of the living room. It was strange, Derek had always been the neat type. Clothes were scattered across the floor, and two used wine glasses were on the table. "Does he have a guest? Why would he invite someone into such a messy apartment?" I wondered to myself as I made my way to the bedroom. My eyes narrowed when I spotted a pair of red lace panties. I bent down to pick them up, a frown slowly spreading across my face. They weren’t mine. "My God!" I gasped, covering my mouth with my hand. My mind raced with a lot of possibilities
I shut my eyes tightly as a sudden headache gripped me. Holding my throbbing head, I slowly opened my eyes. I jolted as my gaze landed on four pairs of curious eyes staring down at me."My heart! You scared me," I exclaimed, sitting up on the bed. "Where am I?" I wondered aloud, my eyes scanning the unfamiliar surroundings.A large dressing mirror, boxes of makeup, a flashy white wedding dress, and a shelf lined with heels... At this point, I had a fairly good idea of where I was, it was a bride's dressing room. But why was I here? What was I doing in a place like this?"We were about waking you up, but it's a good thing that you are awake already. Let's get ready for the wedding," one of the girls in uniform said, reaching for my arm. I quickly pulled away from her grip.If they were preparing for a wedding, why were they dragging me into it?"I can't really remember how I got here, but I need to leave now. I have to go to...." The rest of my word got stuck in my throat. Oops! I almo
My mouth dropped open, and chills raced down my spine. My heart pounded with a mix of anger and disgust, conflicting emotions I couldn't quite explain.His eyes locked onto mine, seemed to say, 'Welcome to doom.' I knew that look all too well. Did he finally recognize me? What was coming next? Was he planning to marry me and torment me slowly, or worse, end my life?My heart gave multiple jumps in a split second as fear gripped me, but I tried hard not to make it show. Clearing my throat, I regain my composure, stepping away from him.His gaze never wavered, still fixed on me. He must have a thousand questions to ask... I guess? I mean, wasn’t he suppose to be asking about how I ended up as his bride? But, why wasn't he saying anything.Marley was the first to approach, accompanied by a woman and a young lad, who I instantly assumed was his son. "Congratulations, little brother. You're finally married," he said, with an evil glint in his eyes. Anyone could tell instantly that these tw
What was he talking about? What rules? Even in marriage? Was this the point he would frustrate my life? I was drowning with mixed feelings, I was puzzled, skeptical and at the same time curious. Steeling myself, I said in a confident voice, "Let's have it.""First, we are not allowed to butt into each other's private lives. This marriage..." He paused, pointing between us. "Means nothing. Don't get your hopes high and expect some romantic feelings to spark up."I couldn't hold back my scoff. It seemed he didn't know that I hated him. I can't even stand the same space with him and he was talking about romantic feelings? Such a bluff! I was his doom."Don't try acting stubborn with me, wifey. I don't fancy stubborn ladies," he said, his voice suddenly sounding cold.Duh, I never asked him to fancy me. And I acting stubborn? I couldn't guarantee him that, but I allowed him to go on, not saying a word."In public, don't act like we are a thing. We are practically strangers. The only time
Cursing under my breath, I walked briskly away from Derek. What did I just do? "You must be crazy, Ellie," I muttered, biting the inside of my mouth. Somehow, Matteo's words played in my head. I shook off the thoughts, not believing I just said that.Proudly saying that I was Mrs. Fernandez was something I least expected. I mean, I had agreed with Diego, according to his damned rules, not to show off our marital status in public.I must be going crazy.A groan escapes my lips as I bumped into Jade. "Who is he to you?" She asked, looking ahead.With a grimace, I narrowed my eyes at the direction she was looking at. Derek again. Hadn't he left already?"He's no one," I murmured in response."Really? Why am I not believing that?" She asked, her lips curling up with a mischievous smile."I said he is no one. Believe it or not," I retorted, my voice strained. I wasn't about explaining my history with Derek, tsk, long story.I moved away, leaving her with her thoughts. "Mom!" I called, wa
I stammered, struggling to find the right words. "You knew?" Jade's eyes widened like she was surprised at her utterance. She covered her mouth in shock.The cold look she had on was replaced with a smile. I could tell instantly that it was a forced one. "My husband tells me everything you know. He told me he needed someone to get married to Diego, someone who would also be helping him and whatnot. I didn't quite understand what he meant, but I believe you are on our side," she said further, taking my hand in hers.She went on, "You see, Marley asked me to keep it a secret so I don't want you to act like I know about you. Don't even tell him we had this conversation. I'm sure you know how Marley can be sometimes. Do you understand what I am trying to say?"I was stunned to respond so I just stared at her blankly. "Ellie? Please say something," she urged, staring into my eyes."It's fine... Marley and I rarely talk. He is...." I paused, my eyes narrowing. Judging by her words, I gue
ELLIEI rolled on the bed, cursing under my breath. Again, I broke the promise I made to myself. This wasn't good.I'd promised to stay away from alcohol, but somehow it just seemed like the perfect way to let go of disturbing thoughts."My head hurts so much," I muttered, struggling to open my eyes. "Then you should learn to stay within your limit. You like getting drunk so much, don't you?" I heard Diego say, startling me."What are you doing here?" I muttered, sitting up at once. "How did you get in?" I questioned."This is my room, remember?" He retorted, reminding me that my question was lame."Really? I'd almost forgotten the room is yours," I muttered, my tone dripping with sarcasm. In a voice barely audible, I added, "After all, you've decided to start living in your office."He gave no response, but just continued staring at me intensely. Creepy. I adjusted, moving away to avoid his eyes, the duvet fell in the process. My eyes widened at once upon seeing the clothes I had
DIEGOI looked up from my system as the door abruptly opened. There were only two people with such a gut; Mom and Marley. They were capable of barging in- Mom, due to her inquisitiveness and Marley out of anger.As expected, it was mom. She glared at me as she came closer. "What's up with you, Diego? I really don't understand you anymore. What changed?" She questioned. My brows furrowed in confusion. The last time I checked, we were good. What was she talking about? "How about your wife? You left her alone for two whole nights. Did you forget that you are newlyweds and you both need to be all-around each other? Why haven't you gone for your honeymoon yet? What's so important about work? You claimed that you love her!" She added. Reclining well on the chair, I threw my head back in frustration. Here we go again. "You'd better come home tonight. Clear your schedule for the next two weeks and get ready for your honeymoon. She's a sweet girl, don't keep her waiting for too long," she
Staring at the sick boy, who had his eyes fixated on me, I furrowed my brow, throwing him a questioning look. "W- why did you ask?"He paused his lips, his eyes rolling back slightly as if he was thinking of a response to give. He finally replied in a low voice, "Mom said those who like me would take care of me and want to be friends with me."I was damn confused! The first question that swirled in my mind was; why would Jade say such to a child? Her own child? Clint's voice broke me off my thoughts. "Do you like me, Aunt Ellie?" He repeated. "Of course, I do! Why would I hate you?" I said with a nervous chuckle, forcing a smile at him. "And you aren't lying? You barely know me, how can you claim to like me already?" He asked. How old was he again? His question made me feel cornered. And for a moment, I was lost on what to say."It's fine if you don't like me, I'm used to such treatment. My mom and dad don't like me either." He shrugged, sitting up on the bed. The towel fell fro
I stretched my body tiredly as I struggled to stand up. Thanks to Diego, I barely slept last night. I dragged my stressed self to the bathroom, cursing under my breath. Wasn't it ironic? I barely slept when he was around and now, I was losing sleep in his absence too. "That's because you'll get questioned as his wife," I muttered, trying to justify my irrational thoughts. I mean, there are several reasons I should be happy he slept out - I have a whole king-size bed for myself, I have the whole space, peace and privacy. What more could I possibly want? After getting showered and dressed, I went down the stairs to meet Scarlet in the kitchen. I narrowed my eyes as I didn't see Jade anywhere around, she was always with Scarlet, especially in the kitchen. "Where's Jade?" I found myself asking. "Oh! She goes away on Wednesdays like this, so I prepare breakfast by myself," Scarlet answered. She quickly added with a smile, "It's a good thing you are here. You can help out.""Where doe
A whimper escaped my lips before I could realize it. The sound of Diego's footsteps halted, making my heart skip a beat. Was this the end? Will he seize me and kill me? "Who is there?" He asked in his usual deep voice, sending shivers down my spine. "I just asked a question! Who is there?" He raised his voice a little. "You should step out if you don't want to drop-dead the moment he catches you," my subconscious mind said. I wanted to take a step, but my legs suddenly felt too heavy to move. I shut my eyes tightly, clutching at my dress as I expected the worst. My whole body shook in dread. "Wifey?" He called and I snapped my eyes open. He was nowhere in sight, but how did he know that already? Was there some kind of hidden camera in the room? "Come out. Now," he commanded. I bit my bottom lip, knowing fully well that I had been caught by him. Dragging my legs, I stepped out of the corner I was hiding with my eyes on the ground, unable to meet his gaze. "What are you doing h
My breath caught in my throat. "Why will I take breakfast to him?" I asked before I could stop myself. Her brows met in confusion. "Isn't he your husband? Is there something wrong with taking food to him?" She retorted. "It's just...sudden, and I haven't been to the company either. I don't know my way around there," I covered up, a smile slowly forming on my face. "His office is pretty easy to locate. It's just opposite Marley's on the eighth floor," she answered, taking my hand. "You can spend your day there too, instead of coming home to an empty house."I wanted to scream that I preferred the empty house to spending a whole day with a psychopath. I bit the inside of my mouth, trying to keep my emotions in check."Alright, mom," I said, sucking in a deep breath."You should get ready while I make something quick for him," she said, rushing off without waiting for a reply from me.I shut the door, resting my back on the wall as I squatted on the floor. I'd planned to do thorough r
I felt the hairs on my body rise at the ends. The idea of wearing lingerie cringes me out. I tried picturing myself in it, but damn! So uncomfortable and awkward. "What do you think? Do you want to try them out?" Scarlet asked, her voice jolting me out of my thoughts."Huh? No! Of course not!" I replied almost immediately. Scarlet looked surprised at my retort, so I added to clear the air, "I mean, I don't think I need that. Diego and I are good." "What's with the blush on your cheeks though? Are you shy, sweetie?" She chuckled, giving signals to the attendant, who came to my side. "Let's go to the dressing room, ma'am," the attendant said. I turned to Scarlet, shaking my head and putting on a pitiful look. "How about Jade? She needs one too," I said. "Jade and Marley have been married for a long time now, I don't think that is necessary. But I can still get one for her," Scarlet answered. "You and Diego are new couples, you need to keep the romance fresh," she added, grinning al