Cindy rushed in, documents held tight to her plump chest.“Mr. Heinrich can I please have a moment of your…” she trailed off, seeing the scene in front of her.Ezra glared at her and raised his voice. “You imbecile, have you got no manners! Get out!”Cindy trembled in fear and scrambled away, almost dropping the documents she held.Ezra sighed and massaged his bruised hand. Giselle brought her line of sight back to the reddening spot on the back of his hand.“Shouldn’t you get ice for that?” Giselle asked, cautiously keeping her gaze on his hand.Ezra shook his head. “I don’t have time for that. Let’s go, the meeting is about to start.” He said and started going out.Giselle wanted to protest and drag him by the arm to get an ice pack, but seeing as he didn’t want that, she left it.“Sure.”Entering the meeting room together, heads turned their way, but Giselle ignored it.She was his nominal fiancée after all, if she couldn’t endure that little, then she’s just a plain out chicken.“
“This should suit you.” Ezra said and pointed at a dress on display.It did indeed seem like Giselle’s taste.“I agree with Mr. Heinrich’s pick. The Madam would be very pleased to see you dressed in something so elegant.” Jubril backed up.Giselle couldn’t argue, the dress looked extremely elegant and beautiful. It was a two in one. And plus, she really didn’t feel like looking at anymore dresses.Nodding her head, she responded. “Alright, I’ll take this one, let me try it out.” Giselle paused, remembering who she was with. “Or not, I’m sure it’ll fit either way.”“No.” Ezra sternly insisted. “Try it on here.” He beckoned a salesperson over. “Please take my Fiancée to try out her dress.”The salesgirl smiled brightly, happy to have the almighty Ezra Heinrich in her place of work.“Sure thing, this way ma’am.”Giselle glanced from the moving salesgirl and back at Ezra.‘Is it really necessary?’ She questioned herself. ‘Whatever, let’s just be done with this, one and for all.’ With that
Pictures never tell the full story. What you see is what they’d want you to see.Giselle understood that now.Her shaky orbs scanned the picture, taking in all the features of it.Benjamin Fort was hovering above her, puckering his ugly duck lips towards her, while she had her hand on his chest, trying to push him away.Anybody would understand exactly what was going on in the picture, but some wicked souls would obviously try to twist it and damage her.People like Raquel.“When did this happen, Giselle darling?”Giselle gulped. Her eyes scanned Mrs. Heinrich hazel ones then she looked up to meet Ezra’s darkened gaze.He didn’t look happy in the slightest.That was understandable, after all, it was his reputation on the line here.“I swear it’s not what it looks like.” Giselle defended.“I know Giselle, I’m not a child who was born just yesterday. It’s obvious what’s going on in that picture, but some people might want to harm you if they get their hands on it. They may twist everyth
Those words, Giselle could never forget them. They were carved in the back of her brain, a never ending reminder of her unfortunate fate.But it could all just be a coincidence, a very random one at that.The brunette didn’t know what to think. On one hand, her body felt heated up and her clit was throbbing with the need to be satisfied, and on the other hand, her mind kept replaying the darkened scene from that night.It still haunted her like a never ending nightmare.Ezra rested back on his chair, his eyes scanned her.Had he gone too far?“What… why… why are you doing this? Do I look like some fucking toy you can play with at any given moment?!” Giselle snapped.“A toy? No, I just simply did what any engaged couple would. Did that offend you?” Ezra asked in a teasing tone.“Like hell it did. And what happened to respecting my personal space? Some gentle man you are.”Ezra directed his gaze to the floor, after a moment and several sighs from him, he looked up and genuinely said. “I
Giselle didn’t realize the weight of her words until they had left her mouth.The room settled in thick silence, quiet enough to hear the chirping of a cricket in a certain corner.Giselle wasn’t sure what Ezra’s response was going to be as he kept quiet.Was he going to flat out reject her? Or was he going to take this opportunity and pick up from where they had left?In all honesty, her mind slightly hoped for the latter.“Shit.” Giselle breathed out, running her fingers through her hair as the silence became unbearable. “I shouldn’t have said that.” She said and attempted to get off her bar stool but swayed due to her lightheadedness.One thing Giselle had learnt in high school was that she couldn’t hold her liquor. One to three cups and her head would already be in the clouds.Ezra got off his stool quickly and wrapped his hand around her waist, steadying the half sober brunette.Giselle looked up as the smell of Ezra’s Vanilla cologne attacked her nostrils. The heat his body was
“You’ll regret this later.”Giselle laid in her bed, eyes absentmindedly staring at the ceiling as Ezra’s words replayed in her mind.Recollections of her drunken actions were rapidly coming back to her, flooding into her head and giving her zero time to properly regret anything.Another dull pain shut through her head and the brunette reached her hand up, using her fingers to massage her temple as she sighed through her nose.How was she going to face Ezra?That has been the one question she’s been pondering after waking up.Alcohol was a bastard, and Giselle decided she’d had her own fair share of mishaps with it, enough to teach her a good lesson.Thirty minutes or so had passed since she woke up, but all the brunette did was stare at the ceiling of her room, unmoving.“Giselle Cornwell, what have you done this time around?” Giselle muttered to herself, finally turning over for the first time since she had woken up.The clock on her bed side read Eight-thirty-two.Normally, she wou
Giselle couldn’t stop moving around in her bed.Turning over once again, she glanced at the invitation card on her night drawer.A sigh escaped her lip.Why in Bigfoot’s ass did they think she’ll want to attend their engagement?They had guts.“Bastard.” Giselle cursed out and sat up, turning her head to look out the window.Drizzles of raindrops ran down the foggy glass. The rain fall, luckily wasn’t a heavy one. Just a few drizzles to wet the earths plant. Which had actually spoilt Giselle’s plan to take a walk in the garden at night.Redirecting her gaze to the card; she felt like burning it on sight.Burning it? That was a good thought. After all, the only reason why she’d wanted to get into the venue was to play the recording of Raquel and Nicholas’s conversation.But even now, she doubted that would work.Reaching for the card, Giselle grabbed in and hopped off her bed, determined to burn the blue invite to the ground with any sign of fire she could find.“The audacity they have
Monroe Pharmaceutical. The next day.Shouts of anger and frustration echoed throughout the spacious meeting room that Ethan was currently siting in. His eyes were raging red as he stared at his phone.‘Monroe pharmaceutical creates defective product due to embezzlement of invested funds’ The news headlines read.Ethan couldn’t believe it, if he had previously thought his life was falling apart, he hadn’t seen anything.Calls after calls, his phone was blowing up with complaints of investors. Several of them pulled out their stocks. In a short span of time, Ethan’s company was dropping off the larder.“Shit!” Ethan discarded his phone, fuming in anger. But what drove him insane was the name written at the down of his company’s article.~G.H~It took him a while to decipher what that meant, but when he did, the blonde went bunkers.********Giselle woke up to the sound of her phone pinging. It was like the second alarm she didn’t wish for.Reaching for her side drawer, she grabbed her p
~Four Months Later~The blazing hot sun of autumn's last days shone through the window of a bridal room, basking the wooden floor board below in it glorious golden glow.But despite the beautiful day and joyous occasion about to begin, chaos and panic ensued with the four walls of that very room.It was about thirty minutes to the start of the days special occasion, yet the star woman was no where to be seen, and the noirette who had so willingly agreed to be her chiefs bridesmaid was currently in a full on panic.Evelyn had one job. A rather simple one if you asked anyone. And what was it? She had to make sure the bride was dressed, ready, and okay to walk down the isle with her father beside her by the time the hour and minute hand struck eleven."Babe?" In walked Gregory after several knocks on the door only to see the noirette searching far and wide with a panicked look on her face."Hey... hey did you lose something important?" Gregory asked, finally catching his girlfriend in hi
Jogging towards the room Giselle and her father were being held captive in, Ezra could almost feel everything ending. He couldn't already envision his and Giselle's peaceful life after everything was over, and as he turned the finally corner, seeing the room just up head, the brunette stock up a mental note, reminding himself to bring up the topic of adopting Grendel and Jason in the later future. Those two were happy fur balls, who'd be able to take their eyes off them after a single visit.Finally reaching the room, Ezra banged his fist against it and called out. "Giselle? Mr. Cornwell?" His call was answered by two voices from the inside, calming his beating heart as they were the two voices he had anticipated to hear.Stepping back, Ezra kicked the door twice, the metal gate coming down at his third and final kick.Giselle felt like the heavens had sent her very own guardian angel as Ezra walked in, the door laying beneath his feet as he marched in, not wasting a second as he sped
The ground felt cold and hard as Giselle helplessly sat on it. Maybe it was the after effect of Gregory's betrayal that made the concrete below seem more chilly than usual, or it could just be the fact that winter was right around the corner. The brunette didn't know, and she didn't want to know.Bringing her knees up, she buried her face in between them, feeling helpless as usual.The brunette's moment of sulking was cut short when movement from the other end and the sound of muffled breathing caught her attention."Who's there?" She asked, squinting her eyes in the dark room and slightly back up towards the door. Her question was answered by another series of muffled noise, propelling the petit woman to stand up from the floor and slowly advance forward, away from her current position.When Giselle had reached a certain distance, closer to the person which she now realized was tied to a chair and gagged at the mouth, her eyes widened, instantly recognizing the person there."Dad!" T
"Game over Ezra." Archie crackled like a hyena, souring the mood of Ezra, Giselle and Evelyn.Giselle's eyes fluttered in disbelieve, feeling her insides turn as she stared at Gregory, who in return stared back without any form of remorse.'Freaking Traitor.' Giselle thought, only having the courage to pull her gaze off the noirette after several minutes of staring.Gregory was right; never trust anyone until you know what they harbor in their heart. But if only she had applied that method sooner... way sooner than Ethan and Raquel, maybe then, she wouldn't have moved with the worse set of people."Fucking traitors." The brunette spat in a low rumble, gaining the attention of the villainess herself."What was that?" The blonde asked as she stepped forward, leaning in with her ear in a taunting manner.Giselle could have swore there was a voice in her head telling her to leap forward and chew off the spinster's ear."You all are bunch of fucking traitors. Disgusting." She voiced her in
Evelyn hid in a corner as she sent the address to Gregory's number. She was silently regretting not turning off the flash of her camera, as that was what had put her in the situation which she currently was in. It had all happened so fast, all she wanted to do was take a simple picture as evidence, exposing all or one third of Archie's evil plans and misdeed to the authorities, as per the first half of their plans, but then that was when it happened, the moment she took the photo containing their evidence, her flash went off, alerting Archie and her thugs.The noirette didn't waste a second there and took off, hearing the witch herself bark orders, probably to catch her and bring her back, she didn't want to find out.So now, here she was, running and hiding, praying that Gregory would get to her location on time before she became dog food."This is gonna cost more than a bowl of noodles Giselle." The noirette silently whispered to herself as she peaked out from her hiding spot, a ser
"Don't play dumb with me Gregory. Ezra wakes up one morning then suddenly decides to make a run for it? Fine, let me rephrase my question." Giselle stepped in close, raising her head to meet Gregory's gaze. "You know where your sister is holding my father, don't you?"Gregory blinked his eyes, secretly surprised at how quick the brunette had caught up to things.'Was she always this quick.' He questioned himself."Gregory, you know something that I don't, where are they?" Giselle questioned the more, stepping in closer, the questioned male standing his ground and holding her gaze, his blue orbs boring into hers as her green ones searched his."What makes you so confident?" He suddenly questioned, causing Giselle to furrow her brows. "My sister committed a crime for the sake of love, as her relative, shouldn't you fear me?"The brunette tilted her head, lost to as why he was now uttering nonsense."What? No. You're not the type to do such." She uttered, hoping to push down the rising a
The sound of quiet and tired snoring filed the rather silent room. Light dimed to perfection and A.C chilling, Ezra silently watched his fiancée sleep, carefully playing with her hair as not to wake her up.If words could describe the emotions running around in his heart, Ezra would have found it easy to put them into words.With a sigh, the brunette slid under the duvet, embracing the body of his fiancée and earning a hum from her as he buried his face into the crock of her neck."Ezra?" Giselle called out groggily, still overcome by sleep. "You're still up?"Ezra hummed into her neck in disagreement. "It's just..." the brunette paused on his words, rethinking his choice of words before continuing. "...nothing."Giselle hummed in understanding, too tired to form actual words.When Ezra saw that she was falling back asleep, he cradled her more in his arms, pulling her closer and seeking her body's warmth as he spoke. "Don't worry, it'd all be over by tomorrow."Giselle heard those wor
The sound of phone ringing disturbed Evelyn from her peaceful evening sleep. The noirette stirred in the bed, reluctant to answer the phone, seeing as today was one of her rare days off. After the phone rang for an extra few minutes, she groaned and turned around, feeling around the bed for the noise making device."Hello?" She asked after picking up the phone, making no effort to check the caller's ID."Hey, Evelyn, it's me."Her eyes snapped open, brown orbs enlarging as she pulled back and glanced at the caller, series of slurred curses left her mouth as she pushed her body up, resting her back against the bedrest of her bed. "What do you want, Fisher? Never thought you'll go fishing for my number, am I really that stunning."Gregory wasn't sure what made him chuckle, the fact that she'd believe he actually searched for her number, or the fact that she choose to stick with his surname even after he had insisted that she call him on a casual basis.Hearing him chuckle from the other
Giselle spent the next hour or so listening to people question her. At some point in time things started to look like the poor girl was being interrogated. Weren't they meant to be doing other jobs instead of questioning her?"That's enough." She mumbled under her breath, gaze solely trained on the back of her Fiancée as he too seemed to be undergoing the same procedure as her, and from his reactions, she didn't think it was going well."Pardon?" The female officer asked as she took a step forward, halting what she had been writing into her jolt pad.Tearing her gaze away, Giselle coldly answered. "I said that's enough.""But Ms. Heinrich...""She said that's enough." Ezra interrupted the officer as he walked over, finally done with his own part of the questioning, and might i tell you, it didn't go pleasantly.The officer cowered under Ezra's gaze, but nonetheless, she dared to speak. "Mr. Heinrich, forgive me but this is the normal procedures. It has to be carried out accordingly as