ELOISEWe cut the revelation short, and Adam let me rest for the night. We lay soundly in each other’s arms. My head rested on his arm while his other arm was wrapped around my waist. I cocooned against his warm chest while he breathed softly on my neck. This all seemed surreal and peaceful, and I felt protected. This was going to be my night for the next days, months, or years if we made it work. I then closed my eyes and fell asleep.I woke up in the morning with Adam’s face close to mine. His eyes were closed, and only then did I notice his long lashes, prominent nose lines, and the faint lines on his skin from whenever he smiled. I couldn’t help but run my fingers over his cheek and across his forehead.Suddenly, his eyes fluttered open, and he smiled. “Enjoying the view?” he teased, his voice husky from sleep.I chuckled softly. “Very much.”Adam’s smile widened, and he tightened his hold on me, pulling me even closer. “Good morning, beautiful.”“Good morning,” I replied, feelin
ELOISEAdam and I came down the staircase, but as we were expecting to find his family gathered for breakfast, we were surprised to see the room empty.“Where is everyone?” Adam wondered aloud, then glanced at a male attendant who passed by.The attendant smiled. “Mrs. Sebastian, your mother, requested breakfast be served outdoors on the back porch by the beach.”“Thank you,” Adam said, taking my hand. “Let’s head out there.”We stepped onto the back porch, and the salty ocean air and the calming rhythm of the waves in the background instantly welcomed me.The scene before us was picturesque, and I'm definitely in awe. The Long Island beach stretched out in a mesmerizing expanse of blue, and a large table had been set up under a canopy laden with an assortment of breakfast foods. The family was scattered around, some playing volleyball, others relaxing.The first person to greet us was Rachel, her face lighting up with a warm smile. “Good morning, my love birds!” She hooked her arm th
ELOISEWe stayed for a couple more days with the Sebastians, and it felt more like a vacation to me, more of a treat to myself. I checked only minimal messages from my notifications, choosing to have fun with Adam’s family instead. We watched movies together, played on the beach, chatted with everyone, and enjoyed relaxing baths every night with Adam. Not a night passed without us making love.Time flew by, and soon, it was time for us to leave. We boarded our evening flight to Edinburgh, and I couldn’t help but feel melancholy. Adam held my hand during our business class flight, his thumb gently stroking the back of my hand.“I had fun with your family,” I said, leaning my head against my seat as the flight attendants refilled our refreshments. “I never felt like I was a part of a family for a very long time.”Adam smiled, grabbing his glass of champagne and taking a sip. “I’m glad you enjoyed being with them. They liked having you around.” ”Your mom is wonderful.”“She just doesn’t
ADAMLet me give you a little glimpse into who I was so you won’t be disappointed later. I wasn’t your typical guy, especially when compared to my brothers. They were the hopeless romantics, believing in fairy tale endings and falling head over heels for every woman Cupid threw their way. But let me save you from any illusions you might have had about me.I wasn’t the prince on a white horse everyone imagined me to be. I was more of a “knight in tarnished armor.”I always knew I was different. I was naturally inclined to seek control in every aspect of my life—from my social status and wealth to my relationships and even the decisions I made. I also preferred obedient women. I took pleasure in watching them kneel before me, pleading, exploring their own wicked desires, and willing to fulfill my every command. Some may label it as odd, but I never pretended otherwise. Consider yourself warned because I could be the most spiteful guy you’d ever meet. It might have been hard to believe,
ELOISEIf they gave out awards for being unlucky in relationships, I'd have a trophy case full of them. It was like I had a Ph.D. in heartbreak and a black belt in rejection.I couldn't entirely blame the guys, but if I had to place blame on something, it would have to be my issues.Jenna had set me up for a blind date at this exquisite restaurant in Midtown tonight. She told me this guy was a friend of a friend, and she'd been insistent in the past few days to the point where she was already bugging me. She had shown him my picture, and he became interested in knowing more about me. He'd already sent me flowers this morning, and I didn't want to be rude, so I decided to go so I could decline him politely face-to-face. What was his name again? I didn't even bother remembering.I finally arrived in front of the restaurant. I tucked away those unruly strands of my wavy red hair behind my ears, adding a touch of blush and lip gloss to complete the look.I paused momentarily, realizing I
ELOISE“God, Eloise! What were you doing over there?” Jenna accused me incredulously and on the verge of laughing.“That was embarrassing, Jenna! Where were you? That guy out there made me a laughingstock because of you!”She burst into laughter. “Are you crazy? Did you really think I know a guy like him? I mean, just look at him,” Jenna continued to laugh.“I know, I know,” I sighed.“He’s hot. Want to go back?”“It’s not funny. Get me out of here, cover my face, do something!” I rolled my eyes.“I’m sorry. Did you seriously think it was him? Oh, God.” She cleared her throat. “By the way, this is Nick. Nick, meet Eloise.”Nick seemed decent. He had a preppy appearance—polished and youthful. He wasn’t exactly the person Jenna had described. No wonder I mistook Mr. Suit for him. But honestly, I didn’t care anymore. Nick shook my hand and started a conversation.“Pleasure to finally meet you, Eloise.”I managed a half-hearted smile. “Likewise.”We settled at our reserved table, with Jen
ELOISEI woke up in the morning, fully conscious of what happened last night. Despite being wasted, I remembered Mr. Suit chauffeuring me home while Jenna played the doorman and guided me to bed.The car mix-up was embarrassing, but the real concern was how I allowed a stranger to take charge of my helpless self. I never let those kinds of situations happen to me. Who knows, I could have ended up with some psycho taking advantage of my drunken state. It was reassuring to think I wouldn't meet Mr. Suit again.Jenna was casually sipping her coffee and flipping through a magazine at the kitchen counter. She had been my housemate for a couple of years in the apartment my dad gave me. She used to work in my department until she found another job that suited her experience. But even after leaving the company, she stayed in the apartment with me. Living in such a spacious place alone could get lonely. Of course, I didn't ask her to pay for the rent, but we shared the household expenses.My
ELOISEMr. Suit looked even more stunning than last night, like a knight in shining armor with his angelic face and princely stance. My eyes hurt seeing him shining so brightly, like staring at the sun. His ocean-blue eyes were light and deep, drawing me in and making me want to be lost in them. And there was something about him, an irresistible charm that could make any woman feel butterflies in her stomach and a tingle between her legs. He was dressed in a perfectly tailored gray suit, looking sharp and clean. He had an air of formality that would make anyone think twice before accidentally bumping into him.But then, he raised an eyebrow. What the heck was he doing here in the office? And it looked like he came to see Chase. Did they know each other? How was that even possible? I’d been working at this company for a year, and I’d never seen Mr. Suit around before.Hold on. What if he came here on purpose to get back at me for what happened last night? Nah, that couldn’t be true. I