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The image was taken as though there was a third party with them when they were at it. It was simply a conundrum because no one had been inside the bedroom apart from the two of them.‘It seems you and J are getting comfortable, perhaps a bit too comfy?’ was the message that accompanied the picture.Elsida’s gaze roamed the room hysterically as she searched for any telltale sign of the culprit, she was convinced there was a camera somewhere and her heart palpitated against her ribcage from the thought of being watched.The door to the room clicked open and Elsida’s body met with the headboard as she inched backward, piling the duvet over her naked body as fear coursed through her bones.She let out a heavy sigh of relief when she realized it was Julien.Julien stalks into the bedroom, a sweaty mess clad in sports shorts and a white t-shirt that hits his muscles tightly.He stops in his tracks as he takes in Elsida’s frazzled state, “What happened to you El?” he asks his gaze making a c
Mr Billionaire’s Escort The Best birthday
Natasha storms into her Father’s room and is greeted by the sight of blood pooling on the floor and she treads carefully doing her best to mask the horror plunging through her veins.“Dad, wha- what happened, you were doing so good,” she croaks.“It was just a tummy pain, Nat,” William Dalton murmured, his eyes watery and face contorted in pain.“I’ll call the doctor Dad, you’ll be fine,” she murmurs as she strokes his damp hair with her trembling hands.From where she was perched, she could hear the fervent palpitations of her Father’s heart and she was certain it wasn’t just a stomach ache.“How did this happen? He’s supposed to be feeling better. I mean he’s scheduled for surgery next month.” Natasha asked the nurse who appeared clueless with a hint of pity etched on her face.“I’m not sure Miss, this is very unusual, we have to wait for the doctor to arrive to know what’s wrong.”“Alright thanks for all your help,” Natasha said as she exited her Father’s room with one last glance
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Elsida stretches across the bed, her palm feeling for the other side of the bed on its own accord only to find it empty.Her eyes open up groggily and they adjust to the morning light streaming in through the windows. As she sits up, her gaze zooms in on a folded up paper situated next to Julien’s pillow, Elsida picks it up, her curious gaze dancing around it as she unfolds it.“Happy birthday El,” is what is written in the note. A slight blush rouses her cheekbones and her heart thuds wildly in her chest from Julien’s familiar scribble.“It’s a note Elsida, not a proposal!” She says chastising herself as her palms cover her overheated cheeks.Trust Julien to be the one who reminds her of the day she was forced to loathe when she was younger, as she recalls dreamily, memories of Julien going out of his way to make her Childhood birthdays worthwhile.A sharp pang invades her chest when she remembers how her birthdays got better when her Father lost everything.She makes a mental note t
Mr Billionaire’s Escort Mental Torment
Elsida chose to believe what she heard didn't concern her family even as her heart rattled wildly in her chest suggesting otherwise.She stood adjacent to the door rooted to the ground as she took in the interaction between Julien and his Father, her hands trembling as she gripped the doorknob tightly. She couldn't hear a thing they were saying, her ricocheting heartbeat made sure of that.As if on cue, Armand realized Elsida was perched against the doorstep and his eyes narrowed to slits as his attention drifted to her.“Elsida, are you okay? You seem a bit shaken,” Armand asks, his voice a silky pretense attempting to shift the conversation.Julien abruptly twists his body in her direction, horror etched across his face as he takes in Elsida's looming figure.“El, what are you doing here I was going to..”“Did you ruin my Father's company?” Elsida asks, finally regaining her voice.“El,” Julien murmurs, a pained look hunting his face.“Yes or No Julien!” Elsida bellows, her voice cr
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The pungent smell of carbon dioxide, the rumble of cars, and the distant blare of sirens greet Elsida from the rolled-down window of the taxi car. She hadn’t realized she missed New York until the chaos around her filled her with nostalgia.Three months ago she made a grave decision she believed would save her Father’s life, little did she know it was all a farce.The mere thought of it made her clench her fists tightly and force herself to breathe through her mouth in a practiced motion.Her breathing picked up as they approached the street in Brooklyn where their townhouse was located, she shut her eyes tightly as she continued to breathe through her mouth to calm her racing heart.Elsida was terrified of what she was going to see when she arrived and she hoped it wasn’t worse than when she left.She muted her worrisome thoughts and paid the driver before stepping out of the taxi. With a sharp intake of breath, she marched toward the front porch and barely made it three steps before
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Raphael was done with his father’s games, he was done hiding and awaiting his commands, he had done that for over nine years, and played the obedient son while his brother Julien continued to live his life oblivious to his existence.Being locked up in an empty mansion and getting brainwashed by his Father that it was for his good had only taken him so far, he was ready to execute the plan he spent years in solace toiling over and Armand happened to present him with the best opportunity.When Armand returns from London, he would find it rather difficult to discover his whereabouts seeing as he successfully dismantled the cameras in the mansion and poisoned the security personnel. They most likely would not survive it.He was not to be blamed though, Armand may have kept him away from the Public eye for a long time but he always let him in on his plans. His family had an unusual love for poison, after all, it was the slyest way to eliminate your counterpart.Raphael downed his shot of
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The last thing Elsida wanted to do was return to the escort agency she worked at, it was tainted and held memories she’d rather not relive so, she did the next best thing.In other words, she got a job at the Cafe Natasha worked at once her Father regained mobility, though she was not on the best terms with Natasha, she couldn’t just sit around doing nothing while she was trying to figure out what she wanted to do with her life.It’s not as though she had a degree having dropped out of medical school shortly after her Father got indebted and then ill. Medicine wasn’t her passion but she was good with sciences, However, she loved art, specifically illustration.Maybe she could take an illustration course? She mused as she approached a table to note down their order.“Welcome to Suzy’s Cafe, What can I get you?”The blonde-haired girl’s eyes widened when she pulled her eyes from her phone, she let out a gasp. “Isn’t this you? Julien Benoit’s Wife right?” the girl asked, shoving her phon
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