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
Elena was standing in the porch, looking out and was baffled. ‘What is happening? Why there’s someone following?’ She thought about what had happened that afternoon and went to feel jerky.‘If the paparazzi, I think I am not quite famous enough for being exposed.’ She smirked and sipped the tea Linda made for her. ‘I am not as famous as Emma Smithson.’She checked the gadget and it was a call from her dad.“Everything okay?” Emir opened the call with his eager voice.Elena inhaled and she felt her dad was so cautious. “Yes, nothing to be worried.” She tried to convince with her voice.Emir sighed and sounded so relieved. “Listen, I am going to fly Mediterranean country tonight and I asked Linda to pick up your mother. She will stay with us and I assign a personal paramedic to take care of her.”“Thanks again Dad…” Elena murmured and she smiled widely to hear it.“When will you back?”“Within two days perhaps.” Emir sucked a deep inhale.“I hope it will be a nice trip.”“Th
“Your father is really nice guy.” Mom sliced her grilled chicken and chewed it slowly.Elena spread the berry sauce on her chicken slice. “I know and I am glad to find it out.” She smirked and glanced at Edward.Mom covered her mouth as she looked at Edward. “How long have you got along?” she pointed her hand, swayed it from both sides of Elena and Edward.Fortune was woofing as she stopped eating her food. She seemed to answer Mom’s question.Mom turned her head around and saw the little dog wiggling her tail. Mom curled her forehead, her eyebrows were raised. “You know their story better than me?”Fortune woofed and looked at Edward.Elena covered her mouth, looked surprised with what a cute creature behaved. “She’s so smart.” She complimented in soft tone. She giggled and watched Fortune woofing at Mom.Edward cleared his throat. “Fortune made me bumped Elena on the way of she’s working. Fortune was hit by a motorcyclist. I rushed to save her, and accidentally spoiled Elena’
Dante was surprised as Mark came to inform about his last finding after tracing Elena for a certain of time, as Dante instructed him.“Elena Rouge is staying in Emir Drake’s house?” He blew out another smokes. His eyes pointed at Mark, shadow of curiosity were sparkling inside his eyes.Mark nodded his head. “Yes, boss.” He rubbed his nose, “She’s been staying there since she got fallen from her motorcycle.”A woman was staring at Dante, “You smoke so much, honey. It endangers the baby I am carrying.”She was the woman, working as a pole dancer at a bar belonged to Curtis Falcon. She was a mistress of Curtis.Dante smirked, pushed the cigarette but onto the astray.Mark was taking a seat in front of him while the woman rested her legs on the long couch behind.She overlapped her leg on the other leg. She smiled in a relieved way and caressed her big belly.Watching the scene had shifted, from working report to switching stares between the woman and Dante in the room, since she
“Elena, could you come to my office?” Johnny called her in phone. Elena chewed the bread and put its leftover to Fortune. The dog was with her, running around the patio, enjoying the morning as Elena finished to do her treadmill.“You are still working, aren’t you? Want to do an assignment?” He continued to ask.Elena sighed. “Why you ask me such question?” She rubbed her forehead, “I am still in need of money, boss!”She heard Johnny was giggling.“Isn’t Emir giving you much money?”Elena puffed, “He provides me some grants for my college expenses. He pays me for some works he asked me to do.” She paused, “But I need to make my own money.”She rubbed her nose. “ What time you need to see me?”Johnny paused. Some seconds were running…then, he exhaled. “Lunch time. I have assignment for you. Nice salary, two hundred thousands dollars, excluded bonus. It could be half millions if the client is satisfied.”Elena widened her eyes. “Okay, I’ll see you there, boss.”She closed