Ella's POVThe silence in the car was suffocating, save the soft hum of the motor and Ivy's occasional babbles from the backseat. I couldn't look at her, not yet. I had to keep my thoughts straight, had to remind myself of the facts.Three months. Three months of pretending this was something it wasn't. The contract had been clear-stay at my place for three months, keep up appearances, and then we'd move into his mansion. That's all it was, a deal. And now it was over.I tried telling myself I could keep things neutral-keep things at room temperature between us. No warmth, no heat, no emotion. Xavier was just a man I had agreed to marry for the sake of convenience, for Ivy's future. Nothing more. I really needed to stop pretending it was something else, that this was something real.But it still ached, an ache heavy in my chest, twisting with every breath I took. It wasn't supposed to hurt this badly, I kept reminding myself. It wasn't supposed to feel so personal. I knew what I was g
Xavier's POVThe harsh glow of the studio light felt like a spotlight on my every flaw. So many times, I have done these interviews; each and every time, I continued to chip away into my façade so carefully constructed. Today wasn't any different. The scandal that shook the soil on which I stood continued to buzz around me, a storm I couldn't outrun. It was relentless, just like the humming of a fly that refused to be swatted away."Xavier," the voice of the host cut into my daydream. "What would you like to say to the allegations concerning your family's business dealings?"I took a deep breath, forcing a smile that really felt more like a grimace. "Those allegations are baseless. I've worked hard to establish my own reputation, separate from my family's past. I assure you, my focus is on the future, not the mistakes of the past."The words came, practiced and polished, easily rolling off my tongue. Inside, though, I was a tempest-a maelstrom of emotions with every question asked, t
ELLA'S POV Stepping into Xavier's mansion was like stepping into a world too big, too overwhelming for my life. The sheer scale of it all made my heart pound in my chest. As the door closed behind me, the silence inside pressed in against my ears, a contrast to the noisy thoughts racing in my head. Ivy tugged on my hand, her innocent eyes wide with wonder at all the grandeur surrounding us.It was cool, the air crisp-each breath a thoroughly conditioned perfect simulation-but it did little to quash the bubbling unease in my stomach. The taut smiles of the staff greeted us, no more than courteous and rehearsed, their words soft and formal. A woman clearly used to such introductions stepped forward, offering to take me to my room. She strode ahead down the hall, Ivy and I trailing until the luxury of the mansion seemed to swallow us whole.When we finally reached my room-no, my suite-I was literally out of breath for a second. Large was an understatement: a room fit for royalty, with a
ELLA'S POV"Don't let this get to you, Ella." The president's face twisted into a mask of pure concern. His words reverberated at the back of my mind as I nodded my head slowly, my eyes scanning his for any hint of emotions and surprisingly, I met the soft glints of compassion in his eyes.Rising from the chair I was sitting on, I turned and headed out of the room with my head wrapped in thoughts. Could Xavier really be telling the truth? If yes, would I be able to give him my heart this time around?As I glided deeper into the horizon of the hallways, my heartbeat raced harder as I ran my fingers through my dress. Stopping in front of the elevator, I stretched taut my fingers and pressed the button causing the automated doors pull apart.The elevator ride was a matter of seconds before I finally arrived at my floor which was on the secondth. The hallways were quiet— save for the soft clip-clap of my heels against the bronze tiled floors. I made a stop at Ivy's room and opened to the
XAVIER'S POVThe sharp ray of sunlight flared my eyelids as I pulled from sleep, the softly smell of Ella running into my nostrils. Last night was a blast of emotions, emotions I was happy I finally let out.I loved Ella, deeply. And the sight of her moody stroke a sharp jolt of pain in me. That goddamn scandal had caused a rift in my relationship with her and it hurt to watch her there, so sexy, refusing to let off her guards.After putting Ivy to sleep, I raced my way to the room only to find the door ajar and no sign of Ella in the room. I made my way only to see her drinking champagne by the balcony. Her milky blonde curls framed the edges of her face, waves cascading all the way to her waist. The moonlight washed her beautiful features, her soft blue eyes and her attractive curvy body. I felt a wave trudge through me at that instant, desire racing endlessly in my veins as I let my gaze wonder her hungrily.If anything, I wanted to claim her and make every bastard around here kn
ELLA'S POV The sharp smell of the substance in the cup I was holding reeked it's way into my nostrils. I let out a choked cough as I passed it back to the maid in front of me. She was obviously feeling the same way as I was, confusion was boldly written on both of our faces."I can't drink that," I said giving up as I passed the cup back to her. I watched the corners of her lips pull apart as she replied, "Master Xavier had put a lot of effort in making the drink, he would be hurt if he found out you didn't take it."Her words shook the air as my mind flashed back to Xavier. He was a lot of things, cold, arrogant, bossy. But now actually romantic and caring. I was taken aback by the warmth of her words. Xavier was never the type to let his emotions get the best of him, but last night seemed different.His words to me, they sounded pure, genuine. Like a grave promise I knew he would keep. The thought of his effort flashed back into my mind and I steadied myself before reaching out and
ELLA'S POVMy curls now draped over my view as I bent my head slowly, dead in tracks. Raising my gaze slowly, I was shocked to find the figure of a lady in a purple mermaid gown. She looked fierce— not in the heroic way but kinda scary. Her face was well adorned with makeup, her cheekbones evenly highlighted. Her hair was the neatest I had ever seen. This woman— whoever she was, was classy. She possessed an air of authority that braced my anxiety. Every detail I could gather about her screamed wealth and power, her face fixed in a frown that indicated clear displeasure. Her skin glowed under the light of the chandelier, her hair braided in a chignon.She was obviously another member of Xavier's family, I could tell, like an aunt or a sister maybe. She was seated on the edge of the long breakfast table, her fingers curled against the fork plucked on vegetables on her plate.But something was different— she didn't possess the same green eye color as the rest of all the McKinney family
ELLA'S POV "We're here ma'am!" The chillingly familiar voice of the driver jerked me out of thoughts. Displayed from the car's side windows, was the tall familiar building of the hospital, my previous work place. After my marriage with Xavier, the contract included me dropping off work as the marriage, according to Xavier, would be one that deserved full attention.Ivy was sitting beside me, her hair packed in two sideway buns. The cars in the parking lot of the McKinney mansion were sleek, mostly expensive limited edition cars of serialized brands. The cushions of the backseat were warm and inviting against my back, the AC in the car setting the atmosphere.The car finally settled at a vacant space in the parking lot and the chauffeur had opened the door for me not quite long after. The instant I stepped out, the hot summer air and the smell of desperation in the hospital's grounds fazed my breath.The familiar walk into the hospital felt chilling, unfamiliar, like it's been years