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
It was awkward moment. Being investigated by Granny, Elena gulped, she swallowed hard the bite of the cobbler cake inside her mouth after chewing it slowly.“He said you are tough, not easy to be approached. I like that such kind of young woman.” Granny smiled and looked at Edward.“Is the reason why you left Emma Smithson, Edward?” Granny asked, her question made Elena stiffed on her seat.Elena heard Edward sighed and Granny still gazed at him.“We don’t have much in common, Granny.” He shrugged innocently and chewed the cake. “After we get along, I realize it wasn’t a life I wanted to spend for the rest of my life.” He said lightly.Elena glanced at him and hearing his confession, she had lost her appetite. “What do you want to have from a woman?” Edward cleared his throat, hearing that question and he took some sips of water.“A woman who easy to fool around?” Elena grinned and sipped the water, continued her question.Granny gazed at her.Edward grinned. “Perhaps.”E
Emir sighed and looked at Brandon.The room where they were in looked full of curiosity as they talked about Elena’s accident.“You were there, did you watch someone had tried to hurt her?”Brandon inhaled. “I am not quite sure. I just saw a driver, he was trying to drive past her…”He paused, stared at Emir Drake. “I have his picture.” He showed his boss, the gadget that he used to take the driver’s picture of the car when Elena got single accident a few days ago.Emir took his gadget and examined the photo of a man, the man appeared big, with some tattoos on his left neck and quite muscular. He turned his head to Brandon before he stared at Craig.“Would you find any data about this guy?” “Let me see it, Mr. Emir,” Craig took the gadget from Emir’s hand.Then, he checked and matched the picture with some information from his laptop.“His name is Donald Mark.” Craig turned his head away from the laptop screen, he looked at Emir and Brandon in return.“He’s well-known as Ma
Bernard was coming into the room with an office girl bringing them the trays of refreshments. The eyes of Emir and Edward were following the moves of the hands from the young woman of the office department, putting a couple of tea cups with a jug of cream on the table. “Anything else, Mr. Emir?” He asked as he saw Emir looked at Edward in intense stares, frowned with his lips tightly clenched, halted the next conversations, rubbed his nose tip many times. Emir pulled up his coat then he shook his head. “Thank you, Bernard.” He switched his stare from Bernard who standing by him back again to Edward. Edward nodded his head and waited for Bernard with the woman from office department disappeared behind the door. “I don’t have any evil intentions for Elena. I want…” he paused, sighed and looked away. The words choked inside his throat as the imagine picture of Emma collided with the picture of Elena in his mind. He remembered how his twin brother, Martinez, revealed his dre