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Simon kissed the sleeping Elena one last time before rolling out of bed and changing into a fresh pair of shirt and pants. On his way out, he made sure to turn off the lights and close the door as gently as possible.Once downstairs, he lit a cigarette and headed out, gesturing to one of the guards standing outside to bring him the car Elena and he drove back to his home.The guard did as he was told, and soon enough a sleek black car was rolling down in front of him and the driver was stepping out, walking back to the boot of the car, and opening it.Simon breathed out a puff of white smoke and looked inside, humming gently as he watched a tied and gagged Richard McDowell aka his nephew (for some reason, thinking of which gave him unwanted shudders—he just hated that they were related. If only he could do something to stop his father from adopting his mother in the first place. Oh wait, he couldn’t have. He wasn’t born then.) lying in the boot.Fuck, he really hoped this bastard hear
Josh was sitting in his office the next morning when Hudson strolled into his cabin, looking worried. Josh dropped whatever he was doing on his laptop and leaned back. “What’s wrong?”“Mrs. Pestova is here to see you.”Well, that certainly made sense. Josh nodded, capping the pen he had been holding. “Let her in.”“As you say, sir.”Hudson went out and soon enough returned with a very annoyed Nina Pestova in tow. Hudson chose to stand behind Josh while Nina grabbed the chair Josh pointed at.“This is ridiculous, Josh. You’re being very unreasonable, and you know that,” she gritted out lowly as she crossed her legs and glared hard.Josh did not rise to the bait. He stayed calm, blinking. “Care to elaborate? The lack of context is making my head hurt.”“You know very well what I’m talking about here. Ever since you came back, you have been avoiding us like the plague. What, Josh? Are we not friends anymore? Have you forgotten everything my family and I have done for you? How could you j
“I’m getting late, Simon,” Elena whined as she pushed against him, her palms flat on his hard chest, her eyes wide and up, staring at the ceiling.Simon continued kissing her neck, grunting and growling, pinning her hands behind her on the table, trying his best to make her stay.They were currently in his home office right now. She had come to say goodbye so she could leave for her shoot and then home, but ended up being thrown on his desk and ravished. Not that she was complaining. She loved the attention he showered on her, but she did have to leave.And she was getting late.Simon didn’t listen to her; he was too lost in her scent, the feel of her skin, and the sound of her moans and whimpers. He loved it when she moaned his name so sexily. He loved it when she couldn’t control her lust but fought against it anyway. He loved it when she tried to break free but ended up giving in to him, again and again.Elena bit her lower lip to stop herself from moaning when he tugged her earlob
The drive to the hospital was fast and yet so damn painful.Elena couldn’t sit still even for a second, her chest tightening at the thought of Caleb being hurt, crying and asking for his mom who could no longer hear his calls. Her heart broke for the millionth time, knowing no one would ever be able to fill that void inside him.As soon as the car came to a halt at the driveway, she bolted for the glass doors.Simon didn’t try to stop her; he knew this was important. But he didn’t try to follow her either. He knew Josh was inside and he would not appreciate him tagging along with his sister, no matter the circumstances.Normally, Simon wouldn’t have cared about his feelings, but for Elena… he would do that for her. He would stay away and let her handle this on her own, putting his trust in her, hoping she would make all the right choices, hoping she would take care of herself and everyone.Elena reached the elevator and punched the buttons anxiously, hating everything and everyone whe
“I’m sorry, Miss Adams, but I really can’t do anything. The pressure from the board members is too much for me to even try to convince them otherwise,” the principal said, looking distressed, more miserable than Angelina herself, whom he had just fired for negligence.“Besides,” he continued, sighing deeply, “there’s no point in making your case. They have made up their minds, and nothing you or I do will change that. Trust me, I have already tried.”Angie sagged back in her chair, scowling at the desk. “Did you tell them what actually happened?”“I did,” the man said, not hiding his sympathy for her. He was a good man, after all. That much she knew. She couldn’t even blame him or throw a fit at him; she knew he must have tried his hardest to make them understand. “But they are not ready to listen. To be honest, I know they are under terrible pressure too.”That made Angie frown. “Who can pressure the board members? And all of them, at that?” It sounded like a terrible joke, but seein
It was the worst night of her life.Elena Matthews sat in the dimly lit movie theater, her fingers absently tapping on the armrest as she watched the huge screen flicker to life with images of love and betrayal.A sudden vibration in her purse, alerted her to a new message.With a furrowed brow, she discreetly retrieved her phone and unlocked the screen, her heart racing at the sight of the notification. A text from an unknown number. The message was brief yet jarring, causing her breath to hitch in her throat as she read the words that would forever alter the course of her life.“Hotel Sunset. Room 721.”Her hands shook uncontrollably as she brought the device up to her face, reading the last text once again.Suddenly, Elena was consumed by rage. Clutching the phone tightly to her chest, she grabbed her purse and bolted out of the theatre.She could explain to Danika later. Her best friend’s new movie screening was important, but it paled in comparison to the chaos now unfolding in h
The slap on Elena’s face stung like a bitch, but instead of snapping back or stopping the abuse of her mother-in-law, she chose to swallow her anger down her throat.It was not the time. Or the place.“How dare you do this to my son? How dare you? It is because of you he’s in this condition right now. All because of you.”Well, that certainly wasn’t a lie. No matter which way you looked at it, the truth remained the same. If it weren’t for the rage that blinded her, she wouldn’t have struck her husband with the largest vase in the room. And she certainly wouldn’t have stood there, watching him bleed to death after the blow to his head.Thankfully, Cecelia knew what to do, the same adopted sister her husband had been fucking for God knows how long. Even the thought of his betrayal brought a bitter taste to her mouth, shot a piercing pain through her chest and made her want to scream her head off.Elena clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she fought to keep her compo
The Aristocrat Health Institute was one of the best private hospitals in the world.Not only was it the most prestigious, but not everyone could afford to pay its exorbitant fees. Despite this, many people high on the social ladder, including powerful politicians, bureaucrats, and business tycoons, sought medical treatment here. The highly trained and experienced doctors and nurses working there were always ready to go the extra mile for their patients.The Aristocrat Health Institute was also owned by the Matthews and Sons Group.But ten years ago, Elena Matthews had left everything behind so she could prove her worth to her father.If her father’s words were to be believed, Elena was never going to get anything in the business anyway. Her brother was everything her father wanted: smart, obedient, and business-minded like their father. However, the one thing that set the father and son apart was the faith her brother had in Elena.Her brother, Josh Matthews, always had her back, no m