The mention of Carmen was enough to make Simon grow completely still.Now, he at least knew why Elena had been so distant all day.He should have seen this coming.Back at the hospital, when he heard about her arrival to visit Diana, he should have known they might run into each other.And he did, but he was so deeply consumed with the news of becoming a father that everything else seemed pale in comparison.Shit. Diana was right. He should have been open with Elena about his past long before this moment arrived. He couldn’t lose her now, not at any cost.Perhaps that’s why he held on to her a little tighter and took a moment to collect his thoughts. When he was ready, he met her gaze once again.“I’m assuming you met her—Carmen, I mean?”“Yes,” she nodded. “While I was checking up on Diana, Carmen was in the room.”He cleared his throat. “And she said something to you.”She shook her head. “No, she didn’t. But I heard them talking. And why does it matter anyway? Just tell me what hap
He was so busy talking, so busy explaining his actions, that he failed to notice how the silence of the room grew more deafening with each passing moment. When Simon finally stopped and looked up, his eyes met Elena’s, and the shock and hurt he saw in those hazel eyes took his breath away.Shit. She did hate him now.She blinked at him a couple of times and then, in the slowest, saddest, and most disgusted tone, she said, “I cannot believe you.”He had no idea what to say to that.Elena pulled her hand away from him and got to her feet. He rose along with her, and when he reached for her again, she stepped back, creating distance between them.“Elena…”“You… you… how could you? I don’t believe this, I…” She ran her hands through her hair. “Simon, why?”He felt the panic rising inside his heart. This moment. This was the moment that would either make them or break them. He could feel it in his veins.“I told you… I was different then. I didn’t care what anyone else thought or what I th
The next morning, Carmen had just stepped out of the airport, pushing Diana’s wheelchair towards the car waiting for them, when a sleek black car rolled up in front of them.The windows of the car slid down, revealing the man sitting inside. The moment Carmen’s gaze fell on Simon, her brows snapped together, and a frown formed on her lips.“You. What the hell do you want?”Simon stepped out of the car, leaning against it and crossing his arms over his chest. His face was molded into a mask of stone. “Just came to make sure that you and your mother returned safe and sound.”“How kind of you,” she mocked, then gestured to her car behind them. “As you can see, we’re just about to leave, so if that’s all you wanted to see, then goodbye.”She started to push, hoping to round the car and reach the one waiting for them, but she couldn’t.Simon spoke just then. “Actually, I’d like to have a moment to speak to you. Privately. If you can spare that for me, that is.”Diana had her eyes glued to
Simon looked down at his hands, at the ring he still wore, and sighed.“I know. And for that, I am sorry. I should have never hurt you.”Carmen looked at him as if he had grown another head out of those brawny shoulders. She scoffed. “You don’t mean that.”He looked up, his dark eyes gentle, so much so that she almost forgot the monster she always thought him to be. “I do.”She blinked, her breath stuck in her lungs, a sense of vertigo washing over her. “I don’t… I don’t know what’s happening right now. Is this one of your games again? Are you trying to make fun of me?”Simon looked taken aback. “No. No, Carmen. Of course not.”“Then, what is this? Why are you saying all these things? What’s the point?”“I just wanted to let you know that I’m not proud of my actions. And I regret ever hurting you. I never wanted to break your heart. I’m sorry.”She couldn’t believe her ears. This was not the Simon she knew. The man she knew was cruel, selfish, and manipulative. He was cold and calcula
A month passed, and all anyone could talk about was the upcoming wedding of Simon Walsh, the business tycoon, and Elena Matthews, the stunning actress with a few superhit movies under her belt. Shows were being organized, and interviews with all kinds of celebrity friends and family were conducted. The media went wild, trying to dig up every juicy bit of information, every scrap of gossip, anything to add spice to the story.Every time there was an interview with the couple or a photo shoot, people couldn’t stop gushing over the pair and their undeniable chemistry.Everyone was speculating about how and when the two had met and how long they had been dating. There were all kinds of rumors and theories. Some even claimed to have spotted them together at beaches, concerts, high-end restaurants, and other fancy places, but the truth was no one had a clue.Which was the beauty of the whole thing—it was a mystery no one could solve.Though, a few people did know the truth.Finally, the day
And while celebrations and laughter were being shared in one part of the world, in another corner, a different kind of gathering was being planned—a more sinister, dark, and twisted celebration.“I knew I’d find you here,” a familiar voice whispered in his ear. Richard glanced over his shoulder, frowning at the face he hadn’t seen in a while. But there was no mistaking it. The woman was actually here, and the first thing he wanted to do upon recognizing her was to wrap his fingers around her throat and squeeze until she stopped breathing.“What do you want?” he growled, turning back to his drink as he sat at the bar of one of the elite clubs.“Why? No welcome? Where are your manners, Richie?”He hated it when she called him that.“What are you doing here, Danika? I thought I made it clear you were not to contact me again.”“And I thought I made it clear that I have no intention of backing off until you realize that we both have the same enemy. Until you agree to work with me.”“You are
Simon was pacing outside the bridal suite, restless and nervous. One of the servers had informed him that Elena wasn’t feeling well, and he had dropped everything he was doing to rush over and see if she was okay, or if they needed to cancel the wedding. Because he totally could. Nothing was more important to him than his soon-to-be wife’s well-being.“Come on, open the fucking door! Let me in. Just once. I swear, I won’t even say a word.”“Not yet, Simon,” came the familiar voice of Diana. “We talked about this. You can’t see the bride before the wedding.”“Fuck that. This is a fucking emergency. She’s not answering the phone. What if something’s wrong?”“Relax. She’s fine. She just needs a few minutes alone. The excitement is getting to her. But she’ll be out soon. Don’t worry.”“Diana, I swear to God, if you don’t open the door right now, I’m breaking it down. I don’t care if I have to chop the entire thing down.”“Go away, Simon. Or I’m going to tell Elena what you did the other da
Danika was so damn ready for the final stage of her revenge.She had planned everything meticulously, and now all her efforts were coming to fruition. She was smiling to herself when the phone rang, and she picked it up, already aware of what she was about to hear.“We got her,” the man with the deep voice said. “On our way now. Will be there in twenty.”“Perfect. See you then.”She hung up, unable to stop the grin from forming on her face. Everything was going according to plan. And it was just getting started.She looked around. She was standing right in the middle of an abandoned hospital, the perfect place to host her little celebration. She couldn’t wait to see the look on Simon’s face once he realized his bride was gone. And this time, for good. He would be devastated, broken, destroyed. The thought alone was enough to make her laugh.“What’s so funny?” Richard asked as he walked into what looked like an operating theatre.“Just imagining Simon’s face once he realizes I’ve taken