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I didn’t know whether he did it deliberately, out of pity, or something else but he surely evoked a whole new sensation of boost in me to follow my path.He became the first person to encourage me- even if it was indirect.‘...No one around me did it before, not Lenny or my parents. He was the first person who supported me,’It felt good… it revitalized a new surge of confidence.So, to repay him, I poured my best talent into my fingers, well aware of my flairs as I was making the frosting for my cupcakes until Lenny came.“What are you doing?”“I am baking some cupcakes,”Suppressing a chuckle at my display of excitement, she also decided to mock me.“May I know why? Since when did you start taking interest in it? Are you finding alternatives since your father ruined your dream?” She teased me, causing me to frown at her. I was in a good mood compared to how miserable I was for the past few days.Placing my hand over my waist, I held my high, not letting her ruin my confidence. “Y
DENZEL’S POV:-Words of me barely helping her in her nothing and her making just some cupcakes for me spread like I had committed a sin.Though it was nothing deep from my side, I could feel the glare Gizelle was giving in my direction. “So now you have started taking gifts from your mate while I was away?”Sighing, I leaned back to rest my one leg over the other dominantly, I couldn’t care less about this unworthy matter which they were making a big deal out of.“It’s nothing like this, Gizelle. I helped her and she wanted to repay,” I attempted to make her listen but it was understandable.Her jealousy was justified I guess but I didn’t mean it in a romantic way.“From wanting to kill her you shifted right to helping her. Wow.” She continued to mock me, even clapping to piss me off as I rolled my eyes.“Come on, you are overreacting, love,”I chose a wrong statement, earning a gasp from her.“I am overreacting, Denzel!?”“Yes, because like hell I would ever see her from a romantic
ELIANA’S POV:-After my reports were done, though I expected he would give me a hand but no, he made ‘me’ do it all, over and over again until it looked perfect.Chuckling to myself, I was tired and stretched my arms with a grin. “Ah, I don't know how to thank you, you have helped me a lot, Denzel,”I can’t wait to see my father's reaction. He would be so proud to find me working well. I just wanted to impress him after all.“Denzel?” He arched an eyebrow when I used his name, earning a smirk from me.“I will call you like that as long as you will call me girl,” I enunciated sternly, rising from my seat, wrapping up my work. “Whatever,” He sighed with an invisible smile on his lips.He shook his head out of relief, he looked tranquilized, as if he was happy with him- For what? I had no idea.Though he was not how I imagined, they scared me as if he was a monster but he had truly helped me, he had supported me.He was a good guy without a doubt.Grinning, I stared at him as he wav
DENZEL’S POV:-Before I knew it a few months passed and unknowingly, I was indulging in her company. Her talks, her words, everything about her. She was an adorable girl.Her hopes were making me happy, as if the years I lost were gleaming in her.“Hey,” I attended Eliana’s call.“Hey, I need help-”“For the test, I know,” I thought that was fine, as if guiding her would evoke any kind of feelings, right? It happened when you are attracted- which I was not so there was no chance of me holding any feelings for her. “Why don’t you come over? I have a few notes from my time too, surely they will help you,” I offered in a soft tone.Rising from my seat to look out from my balcony from where I could see her standing in hers, waving her hand to me and I waved back.“No, no, it’s okay. You come, please,” She chuckled, scratching the back of her neck. “Why are you so afraid to come to my place?” I teased her, resting my elbow on the railing.“It feels like everyone is glaring at me… espe
ELIANA’S POV:-PRESENTEver lost what you desired so fucking badly?Well, I did, and it felt like someone stabbed me, like, I had lost all my reasons to smile, to live.Like, I had lost myself along the way. “Where are you lost, baby?” Kyle asked, snapping his fingers in front of me.Blinking, I regain my cognition, staring at my food, losing my appetite. I no longer felt like eating, talking, smiling, or anything. “Nothing,”“How is your father now?”“Better,”Sighing, he placed his hand over mine for useless assurance.Since he was the one who had put my father into that condition, he wanted to eradicate that sting for me but to no avail.“I am sorry about what happened to him. I didn’t fathom he would get a heart attack. I am relieved that he is fine now,”“Hmm. Me too,”I no longer felt like sharing a conversation with him, it was not the same spark, not the same yearning anymore. He had ruined our bond already by his obsession.Him and his closeness felt horribly cold. “So wi
‘It was painful, I wanted to run away, I wanted to leave.’Time was not passing, I was staring at the clock, every moment here felt suffocating. It felt like everything had stopped.My mind had stopped functioning, a pain was traveling to all my inches with anguish, with betrayal.As I was submerged in my misery, Kyle woke up due to his alarm. “Hey,” He grinned, plopping to his elbow to stare at me while I remained motionless.Tick. Tok. But not a single damn moment was passing. I felt frozen, lost. “I am going down for breakfast,” Exhaling, I rose from the bed to go as far as possible from him.Frowning, he grabbed my wrist, pulling me down on the bed beside him.“Wait here, talk to me at least. Are you going to remain like this with me forever?” He complained, moving his hand upward to my arm. “I am hungry, Kyle,” I whispered, removing his hand. “Okay,”Later, at breakfast, I was barely eating. I was depressed here, spending a second here felt hard, too much to pass. “Listen
I didn’t want to go, I didn’t, I couldn’t bear seeing him further.“Come on, darling, dress up. We are getting late,” Kyle called.Tapping my shoulder, handing me the dress he picked for me.“Wear it, you will look like a doll in it,” Wearing one of the pretty dresses Kyle got for me, a blue, well fitted dress that truly enhanced my features.On a normal day, It would have delighted me but right now, it was stabbing me.With hanging low expressions, I did the bare minimum.“Why do we have to go?” I whispered rudely, wearing my earrings and applying lipstick, doing nothing else. “Come on, Eliana, we should,” He chuckled, blowing a kiss at me.“I knew you would look like a doll,” He winked, giving me a side hug as I kept my eyes affixed on the ground.“Thank you,”“Let’s go now,” We reached and the way Gizelle was clinging onto his arm it induced an intense kind of ache in me.My hands trembled as I glared at him for a second. Was all of that okay for him? How could he not react? At
DENZEL’S POV:-‘You have no idea I wanted you to give your body, your soul, your emotions up to me, Eliana,’ How can I sleep after saying words to her and then leaving her on another man’s mercy?That night, those moments, those words, everything about it was etched into my core.‘What happened to me? I didn’t know but I had surely destroyed a life.’When I was immersed in my thoughts, inclined on the couch with my one leg over the other, Gizelle came. “How did it feel, Denzel? To watch your mate in another man’s arms?” Horrible.I wanted to rip them away, the way he possessively held her, acting as if he cared the most about her. All of it was horrendous, I was mentally cursing him this whole time.But ignoring her, I continued my thoughts.‘Is she okay? Did Kyle know? Did she do this to leave quickly? Have I become that hateful?’ And Gizelle decided to hit me where it hurt the most. “Did it hurt?” Stop it, yes, it did.“Did it sting?” Yes, yes, now stop, dammit!“Did it break