Oops! Looks like Simon has some other plans. What do you think is happening? And why? Any thoughts? Thank you for reading this chapter :)
Flashes of blurred visions danced in front of Elena’s eyes.“I don’t like this,” a woman said, shaking her head in disapproval.Elena barely caught that woman’s old eyes and wrinkled face when her eyes grew heavy again and she tumbled into the darkened corner of her mind.The next time her eyes fluttered open, she felt Simon’s face too close to her own. He didn’t look like himself, too much brightness and blurriness in front of her gaze made it feel like a dream.He smiled at her, the same sinful smile that always made her think of all the secrets hidden behind them. “Don’t worry, darling. You’re doing very good.”And then she was gone again.And then there was this another dream; cool oceanic breeze brushed her hair away from her face, making them dance here and there.“The room is ready, sir,” she heard someone say, while she struggled to make her throat work.“Good work,” someone else said, and even though there was no way to say for sure, she knew he was Simon. He had to be.———El
Elena almost took a step back from the sheer shock of the sound that followed the contact, her breath caught in her throat at the stinging sensation she felt on her own palm.She gazed down at it for a second before snapping her attention to Simon, who was already staring at her as if he had expected it from the beginning.But what else was she supposed to do? The bastard had kidnapped her, for God’s sake. She wasn’t supposed to thank him, that’s for sure.“You bastard!” She punched him in the chest, that hard, unyielding chest that did nothing but take the beating. “Do you even know what you did? How could you do this to me? And in such a fucking shitty way too! God! What were you thinking?” she yelled. “Were you even thinking?”And then he was suddenly all over her. She didn’t see it coming when he moved closer and pinned her against the wall with his body.“Stop,” he gritted.The sharpness of that one word made her snap her head up and look him in the eyes, so close she could see hi
It didn’t help that he kept his hands tucked into the pockets of his pants as he watched her with growing curiosity, the smirk on his lips making him look even more evil than he already seemed.“Don’t tell me you don’t understand the reason why I brought you here?” He cocked his head. “You’re not that stupid, Elena, are you?”He was doing this intentionally, confusing her. It wasn’t hard to notice from the way he looked at her. She just wished she understood his reasoning, his real motives. “I’m not in the mood for your stupid games, Simon. Just tell me what’s going on and get it over with, for God’s sake!”It wasn’t until that moment, until that second when her frustration finally took hold of her and broke through the wall of composure she was trying so hard to keep, that she realized how much this meant to her.It had been too much to bear for a while now—the sudden changes and the secrets lurking in the shadows ever since her brother went into the coma, followed by the murder of Ce
Elena’s breath caught in her throat as his words sank in. Married? To Simon? No. No way in hell. Not in this fucking lifetime. Not after what he had done. Not after… “No,” she whispered, pulling her hand away from his grasp as if the ring burned her skin. “You’re lying. You can’t just marry someone without their consent!” she said in disbelief. Simon grinned, though this time, his smirk was nowhere near a smile. There was a seriousness on his face that hadn’t been there before. He didn’t move an inch when she put space between them. “Do you know who I am, Elena?” he asked her, though it seemed like he was having a conversation with himself. Cocky bastard. “I’m not bound by the same rules as others, darling. I can do whatever I want, whenever I want, and however I want.” She swallowed hard at the implication of those words. But what he said only acted like gasoline on her rage. She shook her head, as if suddenly overwhelmed, as if facing something completely beyond her understa
For some reason, she believed him, even though she had no reason to do so.And when she raised her hand and let her fingers wrap around his neck, he froze for a second before letting out a low rumble against her ear, a sound that resembled a chuckle and a purr at the same time.But then he let her go, and before she knew it, his eyes met hers again, his hand around her wrist in an iron grip, almost making it painful as he pulled her in for one final kiss, one final touch of lips, one final look at what it would have been like.When he pulled back, he spoke into the air between them, as if he knew he wouldn’t have another chance to say the words again.“I can be kind, Elena, but make no mistake. I’m not a man who has a heart. As long as you do as I say, as long as you accept me and this marriage, nothing will come to that precious little boy. You have my word.”He said that. But it did nothing to dispel the anger and frustration within her. If anything, it only added to it. Elena could
Despite the sun being crazy hot, she walked down the steps and headed down the pebbled path. Her feet were bare, but she didn’t really feel the stones underneath her soles.The front lawn of the beach house was a garden, with roses and orchids and so many other plants and flowers that Elena didn’t know the name for, not all of them, not yet at least.Her mind was already too cloudy and dark and all she could feel was a sort of dull, numbing pain spreading throughout her body.She didn’t know for how long she walked, or how far. It was only when she heard the honk of a car, she stopped and turned to glance over her shoulder. She noticed that she had walked way past the gardens, way past the hedges and the manicured bushes.She looked down and realized she was standing on a cemented road of sorts, stretched from the beach house to far away, leading somewhere she did not know of.A black Mercedes rolled towards her at a very slow pace. Elena watched as it got closer, and closer, and then
Elena stiffed at his words.His tone was teasing and playful, and yet it made her feel as if those words were full of mockery.She halted her steps and whirled around, staring at him dead in the eyes.She hated what he was doing to her. She hated how her heart always stuttered and fluttered under the effect of his presence. She hated that she was never in control of anything whenever he was around, but more so, she hated that she couldn’t control what he made her feel.But that had to change, because what he had was not only unforgivable but also something they would never be able to come back from. They could have been something, sooner or later, she could have accepted him with all his flaws and all, but not anymore.“Well, you’re not getting her, that’s for sure,” she replied in a calm voice, keeping her eyes on him, her chin up high, her shoulders set straight, her whole body screaming authority. “And if you think this,” she held up her hand and showed him the ring, “if you think t
Elena glared at her reflection in the mirror and hated that the dress picked by the fucking Walsh was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.The dress was made of white satin, and it felt so light and soft against her skin that she almost felt as if she wasn’t wearing anything at all. But she was, and it looked gorgeous with its boned corset and silk lining, its diagonal front split skirt, and its asymmetrical strap.Elena sighed and pushed some loose hair out of her face.Given the forced nature of the task at hand, Elena obviously had no plans to do anything that remotely pleased him. If it were up to her, she would have grabbed a pair of shorts and a shirt and called it a day. But it was his demand that she get ready and take her time with it. And even though she had no interest in sitting through the entire torture, Simon had made sure to send the maids to drag her out of bed and make her dance to their tune.For now, she had no choice but to do as he wished, mostly because sh
Hey lovely readers,First of all, I would like to say a huge thank you if you’ve made it to the end. It wasn’t an easy journey, I know, but you stayed, and that means everything to me. :)Secondly, let me get straight to what I said I would be talking about in this note.I know a lot of you (probably all of you) must be wondering what happens with Josh next, and what about Angelina, Betty, Caleb, and the other kids.No worries—the reason I decided not to continue their stories here is that I’ll be exploring that story arc in a new book. It will probably be published soon (I’ll do my best, I promise). I realized that Josh’s story needed its own space because there was so much I wanted to write for him, and that couldn’t happen alongside Simon and Elena, who were obviously nearing their happy ending.But yes, it’s impossible to write about Josh without Elena, so Elena and Simon will be making appearances in the new book as well. Maybe sometimes more than I intend, because God knows I lov
After their little party was over and everyone went back to the guest rooms to rest, Elena laid their sleeping daughter in her crib and tucked her nicely.A pair of warm hands slid around her waist from behind, a kiss landed on her shoulder. “Thank you for today. How long have you been planning all this? And how the hell did you manage to invite Josh? I didn’t take him for a party person. Not these days.” He whispered into her ear, making her skin tingle.“You have to ask me how I got your brother to attend? I have my ways of making people do what I want.” She grinned as she turned in his arms and looped hers around his neck.He grinned as well. “Is that right? Do those ways include threatening? Do I want to know the details?” He said jokingly, knowing how Elena is, and she was very much the kind of person who’d go out of her way to make the things that were important to her, happen.“Oh, I think you don’t really want to know. But, I just had to do it for you.”She gave him a light kis
Simon woke up in the middle of the night, his heart racing.He looked around himself, patting his hand around in search of the person he was hoping to find. But to his dismay, there was no one else on the bed with him.“Elena?” he said out loud, frowning at the darkness.His hand patted the sheets and pillow again, trying to feel for her body, but he found nothing. Where was she? Where did she go?“Elena?”No response.He was starting to worry now. Where was she? He could feel a sense of dread slowly filling up inside him. He needed to find her. He needed to know if she was okay.Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from outside his room. He quickly got out of bed, put on his sweatpants and a t-shirt and opened the door.There was no one in the hallway. It was eerily quiet.He frowned, he could swear he heard someone walk by just now.“Elena, are you here? Please say something, darling. It’s me.” He said as he walked slowly to the end of the hallway, bare feet.Just when he thought he
Elena stood outside the doors, clutching the bouquet tightly in her hands. She was shaking, and she knew that anyone who could see her right now would notice, including her brother, Josh.“You’re not a very confident bride, are you?” he teased.She rolled her eyes, wanting to punch him but refraining from causing any casualties at her wedding.“I’m just nervous, that’s all.”“Understandable,” he said, taking a deep breath. “Trust me, you’re not the only one.”She looked up at him, unsure of what he meant. “What do you mean?”“Simon probably feels way worse. I mean, did you see him before he went into that room with his friends? He was sweating bullets.”She shook her head. “You’re making that up.”“I’m not, I swear!” He chuckled. “He’s just as scared as you are, if not more. And that’s a sight I never thought I’d see in my life.”She smiled a little. “I guess you’re right. He is pretty intimidating.”“Exactly. So you have nothing to worry about.” He patted her shoulder. “You’ve got thi
Richard whistled, and Danika watched as Greg, standing outside the room, appeared and uncuffed him.“What the fuck?” Danika was shocked. “How did you… How did you do that?” She turned to face Greg. “You… you work for me, not him! Cuff him back to the door, you giant imbecile!”“Sorry, miss,” Greg said in a deep voice, “I don’t think I will. Mr. McDowell here paid me a lot more money than you to change sides.”“What?!”“That’s right.” Richard stood up, rubbing his wrists. “This is over for you, Danika. Let’s just end this before anyone gets hurt.”Shocked and now furious, Danika was not someone who would give up so easily. Her fingers tightened around the scalpel in her hand. She would fight. She would not go down without a fight.“You think you can win, Richard? You think you’re so smart, don’t you? Well, you’re wrong. I’m not going anywhere. If I can’t have Elena, then no one can.”Without warning, she lunged at Elena, swinging the scalpel towards her throat. But before she could eve
“Is everything set up?” the first man who carried the unconscious bride asked.“Yes,” Greg, who stood outside the operating theater, nodded. “The room is ready. All the equipment is working fine. Just leave her inside, and that woman will handle the rest.”“Sounds good to me,” the other man said, wiping the sweat off his forehead.“Yeah, me too. I just want to get this over with as soon as possible. I don’t want to be here for too long. My wife and daughter have been going on and on about this wedding, and if they come to know I was part of it, they’ll never let me hear the end of it,” the first one said.“Don’t worry. You’ll be paid handsomely,” Greg assured, opening the door for them. “I’ll make sure of that. We just need to do our jobs and get out of here. Simple as that.”“Fine,” the two men said in unison.Danika was waiting for them next to the table, a smile on her face. “Ah, there you are. Any trouble?”“No. Everything’s fine.”“Excellent. Place her on the table, please.”They
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
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
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