The street was almost silent as Elena rode her sporty bike, winding up along the quietness of the night to her home.She had put the maximal clutch when she saw from a rearview mirror, someone driving a red Porsche was following her from behind.‘Who’s the hell that?’ she sucked a deep air and the sound of the wind sounded whizzing to her ears, though she got the helmet on it.‘I should take an exit from this road and got a shortcut to get home.’ She bent down and pulled out the gas clutch, she glanced at the rearview mirror, the car also sped up. Up to the Y junction she abruptly changed the turn and made the car sped up to pass her through. She stopped, held the brake clutch and saw the car immediately slowed down its speed. It seemed he had realized she played a trick for him and would choose the other turn to avoid him.She grinned and started to put one gear, getting her motorbike moved backward before taking another turn as the car seemed impossible to turn around its
Elena just finished her shower, coming out from the bathroom, her ears captured nothing but the silence. She started to become a little rat noisy parker. The sound of someone eating had disappeared. She sneaked and stood behind the room divider, still influenced by what they just did, she decided not to interact with him. She was afraid of being awkward and clumsy in front of him. Drenched by something rarely in her house, she saw Edward was reclining on the long couch. A man with expensive outfits and barely naked foot was lying there, one of the eligible bachelors in the country…one of the young billionaires around the world, single…wanted by most women to get mingled with, was sleeping on her living room couch. She sighed, pulled in her fingers on mouth.He put off his expensive sneakers, his dear watch away from his wrist and put it on the table.Elena inhaled. She was sure his watch could cost as much as her salary including the bonus when she finished an assignment from Jo
“You told me last night,” Elena paused, looked at Edward, “You had something to tell me.”She saw the young man inhaled deeply. He had changed his outfits with the one he wore the night before. The watch was clutched on his wrist. He turned his head at Elena who kept sitting on the stool in the kitchen. She was enjoying a morning coffee cup after their breakfast had been done. Edward said he had been stuffed and no need any caffeine.She gazed at him finished buttoning the grey upper shirts.He had finished doing the wash dishes though she didn’t allow him doing it, he insisted of doing that. He told her that he tried to become a good guest for her…“So, you don’t have any reasons to not let me can’t stay in this place again…if, I need a free accommodation…” he grinned, wiping his hands with clean hand towel, trying to declare his reasons.Elena gulped as she was surprised how good he had done the work, better than she did, made her to get ashamed of.Edward approached her
Elena had arrived at the café parking lot, the valet parking man asked her to park her sporty motor away from the VIP parking space.She decided to park her motor under a tree, inside the parking lot but it was separate area from a few of lines of four precious cars parking there. She sighed and curiously read those cars’ brands, Lamborghini…Porsche…Tesla…Mercedes Benz. She puffed, pulled out her leathered gloves.When she entered the café, the front desk woman looked at her. The lady seemed unwelcome to see Elena. She gawked at Elena’s old boots, a jacket she wore, an old shirt and a pair of old jeans with some stains of chocolate ice cream a little boy in the supermarket spilled on her jeans accidentally.“Do you have a reservation, Miss?” she asked curiously, her eyes were scanning on Elena, trying to gather many information of her financial abilities to pay the meals in that café.Elena nodded. “Emma Smithson.”The front desk woman, again, curled her forehead, “Are you sure?”
Elena pulled her gas clutch as she tried to ride her sporty bike faster. Her eyes were heated by some feelings of disappointment, it felt already warm and made her sight misty.Emma told her, just to make what she thought becoming correctly true. She told the truth that Elena hated to hear though she had sensed about it, Edward had slept with her twice…once was on his yacht when he returned from Dad’s yacht.‘Damn, why it feels hurt to find it out…I have sensed this. You are really damn Casanova, Edward. I shouldn’t believe in you. Not in single words your mouth said.’‘She said that after both of you were in the resort on the land, it happened accidentally in a cabin room provided from their exclusive resort guest members. Both of you were heavily tipsy. Then, it happened.’Elena heaved up her chest as some burdens hit her, made her lungs need more oxygen. Her mind was flooded by reflection on Emma’s detailed story about the moment Edward slept with her. She imagined the scene be
“She what?” Edward’s voice changed to become higher as he was surprised. Emir got him a phone call to tell him what happened with Elena.“When did it happen?” He turned around as Bernard and the other staffs who had meeting in his room gazing at him and was waiting for him. He closed the phone with a hand and asked Bernard to replace him handling the meeting. He walked out the room after asking for apologies leaving the meeting.He half ran to the parking lot in the basement. He got into his Bugatti car, destined to the hospital Emir told him.“What happened?” Edward approached Emir Drake and the young man seemed quite eager to find out. He heard Emir sighed.“She just fell off her motor.” Emir looked at him, he inhaled and folded his arm.“She seemed quite distorted her concentration.” He paused, looked away but he actually stared at a man with a sturdy body, tall and looked like an army. “After Emma asked her to meet with her in the Sommerstones café…” Emir continued, he ga
Elena woke up in the morning inside a large bedroom. Her sleeping time was paradise, with cozy interior room and peaceful aromatherapy aired the room in twenty four hours in a day…some perfect satin sheet and the sound of artificial water fountain near the room. She got up and grabbed the clutches as she walked out from the room, Linda, the female attendant greeted her. Her two ankles were bandaged, wobbling to walk to get to the porch. Patiently, Linda escorted the woman wobbling with the clutches, to get the fresh air, enough far to practice her walking with those tools. She was quite alert as her hands moved abruptly as if they were ready to catch Elena falling from behind. Linda sighed, looked so relieved when they reached the open space of the porch, filled with some blossoming red roses, lavenders and daisies with the view of private tennis court. Elena stopped, sucked as much as she could some heaves of fresh air. She closed her eyes and smiled widely. Linda dr
Doctor Steve was a nice, charming guy who liked to explain many things related to his patients’ progress.He opened the bandage on Elena’s ankles, he examined carefully. He smirked, looked at her who was half reclined on the patient bed.Elena sighed but she couldn’t see any shadows of worries from the doctor’s face.“You can walk normally then. But, please try to ride the sport motor next month. To avoid something bad happens again, okay…?” He smiled and looked at Edward. He turned to his seat.Elena slid down from the bed and took a seat next to Edward. Her feet were wrapped by sandals and had got rid of the bandage. “Sir, you should keep an eye on her.” Doctor Steve grinned and threw a joke, Edward smirked awkwardly to respond it. Edward glanced at Elena and he gulped. “Do you mind if we stop by somewhere?” Edward began a conversation after they drove along from the hospital.Elena nodded without taking a glance at him.She heard he was sucking a deep long breath.“Le