ELLA'S POV My senses were ransacked by his presence. Xavier. There he was, standing just meters away from my body, the pulsating beats of the music playing steadying my nerves as I started back at him. His presence stroke wagers in me, shivers running up my spine.As usual, I masked my reaction with a facade that was almost slipping off. My connection with Xavier was intense, and despite my best efforts, he could always see through me. Xavier’s gaze held a dangerous edge as he leaned closer. “You know, Ella, I remember the woman I met at the club four years ago. The one with the fire in her eyes and that seductive edge.”I couldn’t help but shiver at the memory he evoked—those nights filled with reckless abandon and desire. He continued, his voice low and smooth. “You’re just this close to slipping into my arms again. I can see it.”My heart raced as he took another step closer, the space between us diminishing. The warmth of his breath on my skin made it hard to keep my composure.
ELLA'S POV The grip on my wrist was tight— too tight. I couldn't help but feel a lash of pain as Kelvin's fingers dug deeper into my skin. I noticed a sly smile on the corners of his lips which made my stomach churn. I'd always known he had a thing for me but never did I for once knew he was this obsessed. His eyes were burning lust, rage and another emotion I couldn't quite reach.“Let go of me,” I tried to must as much courage as I could. I pulled from his grip but that didn't work, his fingers only dug deeper into the surface of my body.“Ella, you’re with some rich guy now, huh? Think you’re too good for people like me?” His voice was a low growl, oozing with bitterness and something darker that made my stomach twist. I tried to pull away, but his hold only tightened. “Let go of me, Kelvin,” I demanded, struggling to keep my voice steady. “You shouldn’t even be here.”He sneered, leaning in closer, the smell of stale alcohol on his breath. “Doesn’t matter how I got here. What ma
XAVIER'S POVElla was a lot of things— stubborn, naive, strong. But never did I expect her to be this challenging. But I'm never the type to back down easily from a challenge, three months was more than enough to make Ella mine, to remind her of that fact.She looked sexy in that dress, her curves were highlighted, and her figure was damn attractive on those stilettos. The sight of her purred something deep in me— attraction, lust, maybe. I watched her eyes flicker in an uncertain direction as I swivel in the opposite direction heading towards the mini bar.Reach forward, I shot a glance at the bar man and waved my fingers. “A shot of whiskey.” I watched the bar man fidget as he got to the job. His fingers were shaky, almost like he was alarmed by my presence. Well, everyone did. I watched him pour the golden brown liquid into a shot glass as I reached for the glass raising it. In one swift attempt, I gulped down the entire shot, the whisky's sli
ELLA'S POV I was startled awake by the sound of Ivy's excited yell. "Daddy!"The word echoed in my sleepy mind, pulling me from the remnants of a dream. My eyelids fluttered open, and I was met with the blinding morning sunlight pouring through the window. A disoriented yawn escaped me as I stretched, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My body felt heavy, reluctant to leave the warmth of the bed, but Ivy's voice had already set the day in motion.I dragged myself out of bed and padded softly to the door, curious about what had her so excited this early. As I reached the hallway, I froze, my breath catching in my throat at the sight before me.Xavier, in all his strikingly handsome glory, was crouched down on the floor, playing an energetic game of hide and seek with Ivy. The way he moved with grace and ease, his sharp features softened by a rare smile, made it hard to believe this was the same man who usually exuded such coldness. Ivy was giggling uncontrollably as she darted around th
ELLA'S POV "Trust me, Ella. You have no idea what’s coming."A cold gust of wind hits me from behind as Xavier's words sank deeper into my mind. The pen in my hand now felt chillingly cold, my pulse racing as I turned my gaze back to the view of Xavier, my husband or should I say, my contract husband.The main reason I agreed to marry him was to secure my daughter's future. I had no other choice, a contract marriage with Xavier seemed to be the only way out. Our marriage, according to the contract's rules, didn't harbor any forms of emotional entanglement. Xavier's gaze held mine as he walked closer. My neck hair stiffened upon his presence as I started up to be met by his electrifying green eyes. My breath came out in shallow pumps as he closed the gap between us. I tried to pull backward as he pulls me closer causing me to run into his hard chest. "I'm not playing your games Xavier," I mustered, the words skittering out as I watched him break into a dark chuckle. I expected him
XAVIER'S POV.I noticed the flutter in her eyes as I pulled back. "Oh, but I do, Ella. And soon, you'll see that for yourself." I heaved gruffly turning in the direction of the exit. I led the way as Ella followed, and in no time, we were at the parking lot where the car had been parked. As we proceeded towards the car, I couldn’t help but notice the uncertainty flickering in her blue eyes. The hesitation, the way her lips twitched as if she wanted to say something but held back, only made me want her more. My gaze drifted down to those cherry-red lips, so soft, so perfectly kissable. I knew exactly what they felt like, and the memory made something primal stir inside me. She had no idea how easily she drew me in, how every little movement, every unsure glance, made me want to pin her against the car and kiss her until she was breathless. Her body was irresistible, curves that fit against mine like they were made for me. I imagined those same lips parted in pleasure, gasping my na
ELLA'S POV "IVY IS MISSING!" The babysitter's voice pierced through me like a knife. My jaw fell slightly as I tried my best to have a grip over my emotions but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I felt a spasm of pain reflect over my shoulders as my breath hitched in my throat. "What do you mean, she's missing?" I heard Xavier's voice pierce the thin silence that braced my ears. I jolted back to reality, the panic gripping me. "We left her in your care," I pressed, my voice trembling. The babysitter’s face crumpled, her eyes welling up with tears. She looked helpless, and for a split second, I felt sorry for her—but fear quickly drowned out the sympathy. My chest tightened as I glanced at Xavier. His face had darkened, and his jaw clenched so tight I thought it might crack. "How could you let this happen?" His voice was low but carried a dangerous edge, sharp enough to make anyone shrink back. He stepped toward the babysitter, his presence filling the room with tension.
ELLA'S POV And then, just like that, a memory sparked in my head. "Sweet Swirls," I whispered, barely audibly.Xavier raised an eyebrow. "What?""She loves going there. The ice cream place. Sweet Swirls." The pieces clicked into place in my head, and for a moment, I had a glimmer of hope. "It's where she always goes when she's upset. I should've thought of it sooner.We didn't spend another second, bolting to my rusty old car. Xavier stopped and eyed it disdainfully, but I couldn't care less."You can either get in or you can stay here," I snarled, wrenching open the door.He slid onto the worn seat, didn't say a word. We peeled out toward Sweet Swirls, my old car protesting the strain. Xavier didn't say one word during the ride, but I can tell he looked over a million times at me, thinking of a hundred things, yet not saying anything. My hands were tight on the steering wheel as I zoomed he car past the streets, my mind consumed with thoughts of Ivy.We finally reached the destinati
XAVIER'S POVThe rest of the run from the meeting room to the mansion was long. I recalled running out of the elevator and sprinting into the reception like a loose madman with just one thing in my mind.Ella.I couldn't stand to loose her.In as much as I didn't want to sound helpless, she was all I had and neither Madame Brown's tricks nor Rochelle's acting could take her away from me. My family wasn't going to be split apart by their baseless act.I was going to get back at Madame Browne for what she did to me.That was a promise. I would keep it dear.I sprinted past the office of the receptionist and her voice beamed from behind as I halted to a stop. “Mr Xavier!” Her tone was high pitched with an edge of worry and concern flashing in it. I turned steely with my chest heaving heavily as I stared at her. “What is that?” I prowled through gnashed teeth as I paced towards her. I walked all the way to the counter and banged my fists on the counter. “Speak up!” My voice thundered a
MADAME BROWNE'S POV I sat down on the chair near the snack table with a gleam of satisfaction washing through my veins as I gripped a nearby glass of wine from the snack desk.This was going to be fun.I could already tell.I watched the shareholders all gather around Rochelle like moths to a flame, feeding desperately on the flickers of lies she distilled. They were fools but it felt good to finally make them all my fools.A dark grin tugged at my lips as I raised the wine glass to my lips. My eyes were fixed on the scene, watching the one drama I'd prepare myself for beforehand.To the shareholders, this was a shocking revelation that urged them to have a rethink but to me? To me, this was like a drama, a scene I'd orchestrated for days. Everything went right, Rochelle did extraordinarily well and I gotta stay under the spotlight and so did Lucas.The shareholders had all fallen into our traps and all I had to do right now was to sit back and relax. Thin strips of malice lit up in
XAVIER'S POV I decided to do one thing before I allowed the shareholders to jump to conclusions. I could beat them at their own games, it wasn't too late yet.I moved to the other side of the room where the shareholders were gathered around the pregnant lady that stood her ground that I was in a relationship with her.She was crying, soft fake sobs tearing through the air as I smirked. The gazes of the shareholders flickered sharply over to me and I felt waves of shock trudged down my spine as I felt my body freeze rapidly. “Before you all jump to conclusions I believe we first have to go over the basics first,” I beamed and caught a glimpse of shock and anger in Madame Browne's eyes. I could've sworn I heard her grunt before she cut me off, “Oh what basics Xavier? Can't you just own up to your mistakes already and stop trying to turn the tables when we all know that you did all she said you did!” The tension in the air rose alongside the voices but I ignored them all, focusing m
XAVIER'S POVOh, I get it all now.Madame Browne was doing it again but this time around, the trick she had up her sleeves could ruin everything I thought I had.My reputation was about to be dragged through the mud and the thought of being tied to the spot was irritating even for me. I wanted to do something but it would only get worse.Madame Browne's paid actress was acting so good that anything I said or did wouldn't be believed by the shareholders. They'd all snagged up her words as she delivered them, delivering her lines with an Oscar worthy performance.I stayed frozen on the spot, holding on desperately to the last fading threads of restraint I had left in me. My eyes were flushed with rage and my fists were balled up like I was about to start a fight.I couldn't afford to have them trample over me like that. I had to do something— anything!I paced towards the shareholders, snagging the pictures from their hands as I inspected everyone. As I glanced at them, I felt a flush o
ELLA'S POV THREE HOURS AGO.I was doing the chores in the kitchen when I heard the door pull open. I ignored the sound thinking it was another kitchen staff stepping into the kitchen but It wasn't.I fixed my gaze on the cabbage I was cutting when I felt her presence. Madame Browne. She was here.I raised my hand immediately like someone in a trance as I flashed my gaze at her. She was standing proudly at the other side of the kitchen counter where I was chopping the cabbage. Her eyes loomed over me like a laser and I just couldn't help but frown in shock and confusion. What did she mean by what she was doing?Why was she staring?Madame Browne was never the one to stare at one, especially when I was doing a chore. The only times she stared at me was either with jealousy or disgust.But this time, she had a suspicious smile plastered on her lips. It haunted me, sending jolts of fear and panic into my veins as I missed a spot and sliced my finger.It was a low cut but it hurt as I pu
XAVIER'S POV If you think you're just as shocked as me right now, I recommend you check again because things are going haywire right now.The air in the room was bridled with tension that seared endlessly, my thoughts went wild for a moment and so did my heartbeat. The receding beeps I used to feel in my chest now faded off and I could've sworn I had an out-of-body experience with the lady.The raging sounds of gasps from the shareholders faded off and I felt myself loosen into a void, one where I'm stuck with the pregnant lady standing nearby. She flashed me a seductive wink and I stepped back in shock, adrenaline pulsing through my veins as my breath hitched.She was standing dangerously close. I could sniff her cologne from where I stood, it had a cheap air to it that turned my stomach. I tried to step back, hoping she wouldn't take another step closer but before I could do that, she pulled her head closer as if aiming to whisper something.“You'll know me very soon Xavier,” her t
XAVIER'S POV I could feel it in my veins.The president was hiding something from me and I won't stop until I find out what exactly it is. I clenched my fists for a second, following him with a thin gaze. I traced his movements down to where he arrived at the door where a masculine figure stood. Lucas. A wave of disgust crashed in me and I sniffed softly, the intensity of his gaze brushing through my skin. His eyes loomed brighter than any light I'd ever seen. His stance was a perfect replica of a predator, dark green eyes that burned right through me.The cold wind in the room crashed into me as I felt my neck hair stiffen. The room was silent for a while save for the soft screeches of the president's wheelchair.He was about wheeling out of the room when I opened my lips and called for him. “I’ll help you with that.” My voice tore through the fog of unspoken tension and I walked over to to where he stood.I stretched my hands and gripped the handles of the wheelchair before pushi
XAVIER'S POV I strolled into the elevator feeling the weight of Alex's gaze on me. After stepping in, the doors pulled closed slowly and I caught the glimmers of fear that bubbled up in his eyes.I could sense his doubts and worry from where I stood but I ignored it either way. I had to get one last thing done, I had to get to the conference room and make sure my uncle was pulling any tricks.I hummed through the rest of the ride and as soon as the door chimed open, I paced into the hallway. My chest heaved lightly as I wiped off the droplets of sweats that clung to my forehead.From afar, I could already hear the soft chattering of distant voices. Some were thick like that of mens and the others were soft and sultry like that of the females.They were all mingling casually, greeting each other with warm voices and soft giggles. I was about taking the last step to towards the door when I heard it.A voice.A knot formed in my stomach as I paused in my tracks, listening closely.The v
XAVIER'S POVAfter what felt like an eternity, I opened my lips with short breaths rolling out. I clenched my fists and eyed the car one last time.The bright red color of the car glistened hauntingly, shining like something cut out from a expensive antique collection magazine. “So what do you say, Xavier?” Madame Browne's voice sliced through the fog of tension that encircled me. My fists tightened even more as I released a low grumble feeling emotions that burned me hard in the chest.I remembered each and every words of the president the time he told me about my parents. I dreaded the car so much I had the president place it among his fleet of antique collection at the back row of the parking lot just so I wouldn't be able to see it.I felt my body release a spasm of pain upon the numbing mockery in her voice. I gulped, sweats cascading down my jaw as I felt the air running through my throat grow thin with each whiff.I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to bring myself to say so