"And the light at the end of the tunnel looked promising." —Elle Marino
E L L EMina was fast asleep on her side of the bed as I stared at the ceiling. For some reasons unknown to me, I felt restless.I took the sheets off my body and walked into the closet to change into a comfortable dress. I went down the stairs and towards the hotel's bar.The lights were dim, and a few people were scattered around the place, either alone or with their companions.I was glad it was quiet, and no one bothered me.I sat on a stool and ordered a glass of wine. I wasn't in the mood for anything strong, and a glass of wine would help me relax."I would like a whisky on the rocks, please."That voice."Sebastian." I breathed.He was sitting right beside me."Elle.""What are you doing here?""I think the question is what are you doing here?" He retorted."I'm not in the mood for your sarcastic remarks." I sighed."Neither am I.""Then, leave.""Not until you tell me why the fuck he decided to accept the pathetic deal instead of mine." He snapped, taking a sip of his drink.
E L L EIt was our last night in London and Mina insisted on we celebrating our winnings. My dad couldn't hide his happiness on the phone call when he heard I'd won the deal against Sebastian.Making him proud made me happy.We decided on a karaoke bar since it was Mina's choice and we would be able to celebrate, have fun, and drink as much as we wanted.I was wearing a skimpy white dress and paired it with white heels and a white clutch. I decided to go all out and went a little bold with the makeup, opting for a darker and sultrier look. My body was aching all over due to stress, but I wasn't going to let it ruin my night.We arrived at the club and it was packed with people. The music was blasting, and there was a crowd singing along. We grabbed a couple of drinks and headed towards a room to start the night.After a few hours of non-stop drinking and singing, we decided it was time to head home. I was a bit tipsy and felt dizzy."Mina, I don't feel well." I whispered, leaning on h
E L L E“Remind me why I’m doing this again?” I groaned, looking at my mother who had a proud smile on her face.“You’re not getting any younger, sweetie. You have to move on with your life and start having your own family. We only have you and your brother and the house is quite boring without you both.”Without exactly saying it, I already knew what she meant. She wanted grandkids. I felt a painful pang in my chest as I looked away. He or she would’ve been five. I would have had a five year old child and probably would have had another within those years, until my dreams were shattered by who I considered my best friend.I lost everything because of her. I lost my baby a few days after learning about my pregnancy. My world crumbled apart.My mother sighed, taking my hand in hers. I felt a lone tear escape from my eye and quickly wiped it.She smiled sadly at me, placing her other hand on top of mine.She was the only person I had ever told. I didn’t even tell my father. Just her. Sh
E L L EAfter a few weeks of thinking about my parent's proposal, I had finally made up my mind. I would at least meet the men they had chosen for me, and go on a couple of dates. But, if it didn't work out, I would not go on any further.I sat in the kitchen, drinking coffee and eating some chocolate chip cookies. I had an early meeting today and needed the extra caffeine to keep me awake and alert.My phone dinged and I reached over to grab it.**Mom:**Good morning, sweetie.How's work?**Me:**It's going well.Had a few meetings with potential clients. What's up, mama?**Mom:**Just wanted to tell you the first suitor's name.You're free tonight, right?I took a deep breath and nodded to myself.**Me:**I'm free, yes.What's the name?**Mom:**He goes by the name, Prince.Meet him tonight at 7:30 pm at the restaurant,La Rue.Don't be late, darling.**Me:**Fine.I'll let you know if I can't make it.Talk later.Bye.**Mom:**Okay, sweetie. Have a great day.I love you,Bye.I put
E L L EMy mother was still apologizing for the date, and promised the next suitor would be better.I sighed and sat on the sofa, drinking a glass of wine."I swear, mom. If the next date is another jerk, I'm done. I will not waste my time on any of these assholes. I am a grown woman and can choose who I want and don't want to date. I do not need your help.""I understand that, honey. But, you can't possibly expect me to believe that you would never settle down and find a partner. You need a man in your life, honey. A husband. Someone to support you, and take care of you. You're not getting any younger, darling. You're almost 28, you should be thinking about settling down, getting married, having kids. This is your destiny.""Why does destiny have to involve a man, hmm? Why can't a woman live a happy, fulfilling life without the need of a man? Is that so wrong?""No, darling. But, that is the way of life. You need a man. All women need a man. You were made for him. Just as he was made
E L L EJames was punctual.I was impressed.He was already waiting in his car when I got out of my building.My mother was right about one thing. He was tall, and very handsome. He looked a little intimidating, and had a stern look on his face, as if he was angry or annoyed about something.Maybe it was just the way he looked.He got out of his car, dressed in a black suit, looking sharp."You must be Elle," he said, his voice a little deep."Yes, and you're James?""Yes, I am. It's nice to meet you.""Nice to meet you too," I smiled.He smiled, and offered his hand. I took it and we shook hands."Shall we?" He asked, gesturing to the car. I nodded.He walked over and opened the passenger door for me. "Thank you," I said, smiling at him."You're welcome," he smiled back.After he got in the driver's side, we were off."So, where are we going?""I booked a table at The Grand," he answered."Ooh, a fancy restaurant. I love the food there.""Me too," he chuckled.The car ride was quiet,
E L L EOne month had passed, and I was quite disappointed that I hadn't gotten a call or text from James.He had wanted us to go out more after the first date, but up until now, he hadn't contacted me. Maybe he didn't like the date and only agreed because he was too nice to tell me. I thought that our date was fine. I mean, we had a lot in common, so I thought that was a good thing. We both liked to read and write. We both were very creative people. I couldn't help but feel that he wasn't interested in me.I wasn't hurt by his lack of communication, but I thought I was at least making a progress with my life. Now I felt as if all the hard work I put into getting myself back out there was wasted. I didn't regret going on a date with him, but I also didn't want to date anyone else at the moment. I was willing to at least try with James, and it seemed as if he wasn't interested in me.Maybe he was too nice to say anything. Maybe he thought that was a polite thing to do. Or maybe he didn'
E L L EI saved his address and closed my phone. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but it was too late to back out now. I was going to have to meet James tomorrow and see where it went.I let out a sigh and got back to work. I tried not to think about what could happen, and just focus on my work. But, the anticipation and excitement was there, and it was hard to ignore. I didn't know what was in store for me, but I was ready for whatever it was.I was curious and a little nervous about meeting James at his house. But, I was also excited. It was a chance for me to get to know him better, and get my mom off my neck. I spent the rest of the day working on the new product line, trying not to think about my date with James. But, it was hard not to.After a long day at work, I headed home. I was excited to get some rest and relax before my date with James."How was your day, darling?" My mom said through the phone. "It was hectic, but it's always that way when we're preparing for a laun
E L L EOnce I was in his room, I took off my shoes, undid the dress and cleaned off my make-up. I was in no mood to take a shower, so I went to his closet, looking for a shirt.I grabbed the first shirt I could find and wore it, climbing into bed.I closed my eyes, inhaling his scent and sighed, wondering how we ended up here.We were fine and everything was perfect and then Sebastian had to show up.Now, Mikhail's insecurities were getting the best of him and I didn't know how to make him see that he had nothing to worry about.I didn't see myself with Sebastian and I wasn't going to watch Mikhail get himself in trouble because of him.And now he has misinterpreted it as me trying to protect Sebastian because I still loved him, when the only thing I'm trying to do is avoid unnecessary drama and getting his ass in jail.Tonight was already a long night, the media are probably getting ready to post photos and articles about the incident, and this could definitely harm Mikhail's reputa
E L L EMikhail grabbed Sebastian by the throat and slammed him against the wall, and a few people stopped their chatter to watch."Stay the fuck away from us," he growled, his voice dangerously low."Stop! Mikhail, don't do this!" I cried, pulling his arms, but he was too strong.Sebastian's lips were turning purple, and it seemed like Mikhail was really going to choke him."You'll never have her. She'll always be mine," Sebastian spat, his voice barely a whisper."You'll never have her. She will never belong to you. She's mine."Mikhail's hands were tightly wrapped around his throat, and Sebastian's eyes were wide."Let him go, Mikhail!" I pleaded. "Please. You're hurting him!"He wasn't listening to me, his focus was solely on Sebastian.I could tell that Sebastian was trying to struggle against him, but the lack of air was making him weaker."Stop!""I'll kill you, I swear to god," Mikhail hissed, squeezing his neck harder."Mikhail! Please, baby. Let him go," I pleaded, trying to
E L L EThe long awaited day of Mikhail's new collections launch was finally here. I was giddy with excitement, knowing how much this meant for Mikhail, and whatever makes my man happy, makes me happy.It's been almost three months since the launch of his last collection and it was a huge success. Everyone was waiting for the new collection, and everyone wanted a piece. This was going to be my first time attending his events, and I wasn't just going as a guest, but as his girlfriend.What a dream come true. The event would be taking place at the hotel Mikhail had purchased, and had spent the past few months renovating. The grand opening would be after the event, and it was already filled with reporters and journalists from different magazines and newspapers.I was so proud of him, and I was going to be by his side.I was fresh out of the shower in my lush robe as Mikhail came into his huge bedroom, a large box in his hand and three women next to him.Apparently, I was going to be th
M I C H A E LIt's been four hours since Emory left the house, and although I didn't want to admit it, I was worried.I knew she was looking for every way to get back with Sebastian and it bothered me. How could i still love a woman who left me for another man all because he's richer?How could I love a woman who doesn't love me the same?When would I ever learn my lesson?Emory and I have come from way back and she was the woman I genuinely loved. I was obsessed with her at some point, we did literally everything and anything together in college.We were the power couple, but no one really knew what goes on behind closed doors. How much she shakes me for not being able to afford her needs, and how she's only sticking around with me because of the status I provide.She wanted the rich life.She didn't want me.I was the leader of a small gang in school, known for being a troublemaker. We did some minor drug deals, and I had a few assault charges, but Emory wasn't fazed by any of that.
E M O R YWithout giving me a chance to talk, my hands were placed behind my back and cuffed."You must be mistaken." I said, struggling with the cuffs. "You have no right to come to my husband's company and arrest me without any proofs. Where is the warrant?""Here." The officer handed the papers to me. "It has everything we need to arrest you."I read through the papers and shook my head. "This is impossible. I did not sell harmful products. Everything is approved and certified.""The chemicals used aren't approved, and it was clearly written in the contract, which you signed, that if anyone was hurt by the product, they have the right to press charges and sue you.""How sure are you that it's true? I wood never intentionally cause harm to people for the sake of money. You can't just accuse me.""That's not for me to decide. That's for the court." She said curtly. I was led towards a police car, and shoved into the back seat."I would like to contact my lawyer as soon as possible."
E M O R YI stood in front of Sebastian's company, trying to keep my composure.It was the only thing I could think of.To be honest, I was still shocked about the divorce papers, and I felt like my world was crashing down on me.Sebastian filed for divorce.The papers have been sitting in my room for the past few days and I didn't spare it a glance.I couldn't even sign it.It felt so final.So real.Like the end.And I didn't want an end.I was willing to do whatever it took to make sure Sebastian would come back to me.I needed him.I wanted him.I left Michael's house so early before he even woke up. His apartment was a little one bedroom space which left me no other choice but to sleep in the same room as him. He slept on the couch, while the baby sleeps in her bassinet.She screams her lungs out for food in the middle of the night and those are one of the worst nights of my life. She has refused to feed from my breasts, but will drink formulas. Leaving me with no option but to p
E M O R YI wiped my face and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a mess.I looked like a homeless person.I sniffled, trying to get my shit together.I walked to the door and opened it. It was a woman with a suitcase in her hand. She was holding a bunch of papers."Who are you?" I asked, my voice hoarse from crying."Mrs. Black, right? My name is Rebecca and I'm the process server for Mr. Black's divorce case.""Divorce?" I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "Please, we're not getting a divorce.""Well, that's what the papers say. Your husband has filed a divorce, and according to these documents, it's final."My world stopped."No, no, no." I breathed, taking the papers from her.She smiled coldly and handed me a pen. "Sign here.""I am not signing anything."She smiled, "He only asked me to deliver it to you, you don't necessarily have to sign it now. But you will have to, eventually. So, either way, it's a done deal.""Get the fuck away from my house." I hissed and slammed the door shut.
E M O R YThe past week has been a horrible one, how did I go from living in my dream mansion to being in this crappy apartment with my daughter and Michael?The answer is simple: the baby.Everything would have gone perfectly if it wasn't for her.It has been a week since I'd seen or heard from Sebastian. His lawyer has been calling me non-stop, but I wasn't ready to answer those calls.I knew the minute I pick up that call, I'd have no chance of saving my marriage, and I wasn't ready to let that happen.I have been living with Michael and his child and we haven't spoken a word to each other. He had gone back to work and left the baby with me.I tried breastfeeding her, but she wouldn't latch onto my nipple. She wouldn't drink formula, and so far, I have been struggling to get her fed.I was tired, exhausted, and I had no idea what the fuck was going on. All she did was cry and cry and shit her diapers, and all she ate was air.I didn't know if something was wrong with her, but the d
M I K H A I LI watched Elle sleeping soundly, her breathing even and she looked so peaceful.She was safe.And that was all that mattered.I was about to have a stroke when I heard her say Sebastian came to her house at two in the morning. I was just thankful Ivan was able to get her as early as possible.But I never wanted to experience that fear ever again.And it wasn't just the fact that Sebastian was at her house.I was scared she could have gotten hurt.It was like all the blood had drained from my face when she told me.My fear was quickly replaced by anger, anger at his audacity, anger at him for having the guts to even show up at her house.He'd gone too far, and he needed to be taught a lesson.I wasn't going to sit here and wait for him to come and hurt her.No way.I had made a deal with the cops and Sebastian was spending a week in jail.If anything had happened, I wouldn't have known what to do.It would have been the end of me.I wouldn't be able to live with myself if