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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 EMy body stilled and the blood drained from my face as I stared into the eyes of the man who had broken my heart.I didn't know how long j stood, staring at an equally shocked Sebastian, but eventually, James cleared his throat and broke the silence."Elle, this is my business partner, Sebastian. Sebastian, this is Elle, the woman I was telling you about," he said, introducing us."Nice to meet you," Sebastian said, his voice low and his eyes full of anger. I was thankful that he didn't tell James anything. He only played along and acted like he was also meeting me for the first time. Sebastian took my hands, his grip tight, and the tension was evident. His gaze was piercing and his jaw clenched. The air was thick with tension and I could feel my palms sweat."Nice to meet you too," I managed to say.James' phone rang and he excused himself, "Excuse me, give me a minute," he said, leaving Sebastian and me alone. We stared at each other, the air between us thick with tension and
E L L E"We need to get to know each other better before making any decisions. This is a fresh start for us, and I don't want either of us to get hurt. I would like to take this slow as possible, start off as friends and see if it could lead to something greater. But, I definitely wouldn't want to rush it." I finally said, waiting to see his reaction. "Are you saying you don't like me then?" James asked, his face falling."No, not at all. You're a great guy, James. But, we're both in vulnerable positions right now, and rushing into a relationship would not be wise. I don't want to be the rebound girl, and I don't want you to be the rebound guy. We deserve better than that. So, can we start off as friends and see where this goes?"It sounded like I was basically rejecting him, but the last thing I wanted to do was make any promises that I wouldn't be able to keep. Rushing into anything when my heart is a jumbled mess wouldn't be the smartest thing to do.James seemed to think about it
E L L EI was invited to dinner at my parent's house. My mom insisted because in her words, 'we are all too busy and haven't spent quality time together as a family.'My family wasn't big, which was the reason why my mother wanted grandkids, because Varian and I are all grown and didn't have as much free time as we used to have. She said the house was too quiet, and that we needed to get together more often.She didn't ask me about James, which surprised me. Normally, my mom would pry about my personal life and try to find out as much information as she could. But, I knew that topic would definitely come up during the dinner.I arrived at my parents' house, and the first thing I noticed was that Varian's car was already in the driveway. My younger brother was usually late to everything, so I was a bit surprised to see that he had beat me there.I parked my car and walked inside, the familiar scent of my mother's cooking hitting my nostrils. My mom loved to cook, and her food was always
E L L EI stared at the door, trying to figure out what to do. I wasn't sure if I should open it or not.What did Sebastian want?He had already caused enough problems, and the last thing I needed was more drama. I had no desire to speak with him, and I didn't know why he was at my door.Maybe he was drunk or something. Or was he in danger? I shook my head, not wanting to deal with him. "Elle, I know you're in there. Open the door." He kept banging on the door, and I was afraid he would wake up my neighbors.I took a deep breath and opened the door, my face set in a frown."What the hell do you want, Sebastian?" I asked, glaring at him.He was dressed in a suit, and he looked like he had just come from a business meeting. His hair was neatly combed, and his eyes were clear, not the slightest hint of drunkenness."I want to talk," he said, his tone serious."I have nothing to say to you. You've already said enough. Get out of here, and don't ever come back," I said, my voice filled w
M I K H A I L"Are we done yet?" Elle groaned. "My legs are hurting, and this is the most boring thing ever. This is taking too long, and why do they always have to ask me the same questions? It's annoying, and it's been the same thing since the last session. What's the point? And, the worst part is, is that they won't let me eat while I'm here, and all I want is food. This is ridiculous."I smiled, and placed a hand on her thigh. "You're doing great, and if we want to have a normal pregnancy, we need to make sure that the sessions are consistent. I know you're tired, and it's tiring, but this is for our baby. Think of it as a small sacrifice, and it's just thirty minutes out of your day. Besides, I thought you enjoyed the sessions. Don't you like talking about the baby?"She smiled, and rubbed her belly. "Yes, of course, but these are so boring. There's nothing new to talk about. Why can't we talk about something fun and exciting instead of the same things? Do they not know how to sp
M I K H A I LMy blood boiled, and rage consumed me. How dare he show up at my office, and bring up the incident that still haunts Elle?"Is this a joke? Because, I'm not finding it funny.""No, no. It's not a joke. You have to understand, Mr. Volkov, the situation was out of my control, and I'm here because I need to talk to you. Please, let me explain.""You've got five minutes, and if I don't like what you have to say, you'll be sorry you ever showed up at my office. You should be rotting in a prison cell, and you have some nerve coming to me, and talking about the incident that still haunts her.""It's not a coincidence that I'm here. I'm not a stalker, and I know I deserve to rot in prison for what I did. I know you won't believe me when I say I deeply regret what I did to her, but there's also a lot she doesn't know. I didn't just travel all the way to Bali to attack her because I wanted revenge. It was planned, and it was orchestrated.""I don't understand. What are you saying?
M I K H A I LElle slept so soundly in my arms, and the smile on her face made me feel at ease.She had suffered so much during her pregnancy, and it killed me every time I saw her in pain. The morning sickness was a bitch, and the doctor had suggested the morning sickness would go away after the first three months, but she was still getting them, and it was affecting her a lot.I wanted the best for my baby, and the only thing that could help her was an easy delivery. I couldn't risk her suffering, and if there was a way, I would have given birth for her, and dealt with the pain.Her cravings were ridiculous, and her mood swings were even worse. She was a nightmare, and most days, I wondered how the hell I was dealing with her.She would get mad at the smallest things, and she would lash out on me. She would cry over the tiniest things, and she was a drama queen.I had to deal with her, and all I could do was comfort her. I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to deal with the stress
E L L EI tossed and turned on the bed, trying to find the best position on the bed and also trying o get the images of ice cream out of my head.Mikhail was sleeping soundly next to me, and I was annoyed that I had to be the only one suffering for something both of us had done. In fact, he had done most of the work, and yet, I had to stay up with a headache and cramps.I didn't have much sleep the night before, and after waking up, my pelvis was killing me, and the nausea wasn't going away.The headache was the cherry on top, and I was annoyed.The baby was getting even more active at seven months, and kicking me all the time. I couldn't remember the last time I had a good night's sleep without waking up.It was so frustrating, but I had no choice but to deal with it. It was hard, because every night, the pain was different. Sometimes, I'd wake up with cramps, other times, the baby was kicking my ribs, and then, the nausea.It was all just annoying.And now, I was having a strong cra
S E B A S T I A NI quickly walked around the desk, and pulled her into my arms. She buried her face in my chest, and sobbed, her body shaking.I rubbed her back, and kissed the top of her head, waiting for her to calm down."What happened, Laura? Please, tell me.""I-I've just been going through a lot.""Did someone hurt you?" I asked, the anger rising."N-no.""Then, what's wrong? Why are you so sad?""I can't tell you, Sebastian. I can't.""Laura, you're not alone anymore. You can trust me. I'm here for you. I will do anything for you. Please, just talk to me. What's wrong?""I can't. I'm sorry, Sebastian. You have no idea what's going on, and I can't tell you.""Laura, don't shut me out. Please."She looked conflicted, as if trying to decide if she should tell me or not."You can tell me. It's going to be okay, Laura.""M-my father died."She wasn't lying, because the grief and sadness was etched all over her face."I'm so sorry, Laura. When did it happen?""A couple of days ago."
L A U R AThe next couple of days were pure hell.I felt like a prisoner in my own apartment, and the paranoia was starting to take over. Every little noise, every little thing that didn't look right scared the shit out of me.I jumped at the slightest sounds.I'd gotten maybe three hours of sleep in two days. I'd barely eaten or drank anything.My stomach was constantly in knots and nausea hit me at the worst moments. I didn't even leave my apartment, terrified to be out in public.Viktor had made it clear that he wasn't going to let this go, and he would make me pay for what I had done.I couldn't focus on anything. Not work, and certainly not Sebastian. He has called a couple of times, and I kept ignoring his calls, because I didn't know how to explain any of this to him.He was going to want to know why I was acting like a lunatic, and the less people knew about my past, the better. I've already put him in danger, and the guilt was eating me alive. I can't tell him, but I couldn't
L A U R ATWO DAYS EARLIER I had a very long and tiring day, and I wanted nothing more than to have a warm bath, drink some red wine and relax. My car pulled to a stop in front of my apartment and I got out of the car, grabbing my bag from the back seat."Thank you, Mark. See you tomorrow.""Goodnight, Ms. Laura."I entered the elevator, and as I waited to arrive at my floor, I closed my eyes, trying to gather myself.Once I'd arrived on my floor, I got off the elevator, and headed down the hallway. I unlocked my apartment door and walked straight into my bedroom, shredding my clothes and jump into the bathtub.I prepped my bath with my favorite bubble bath, and once the tub was full, I added a few drops of lavender oil, and a couple of epsom salts, and then stepped into the warm, scented water.I relaxed, and the heat eased my tired muscles. I sighed in satisfaction, sinking my body further into the tub. I popped open the wine bottle, pouring a glass, and taking a long sip.I'd had
S E B A S T I A N My personal assistant arranged all the necessary documents needed for my last meeting of the day, as we drove towards the building."Sir, we're here," he informed me, and I checked myself in the mirror one last time before I stepped out."Good morning, Mr. Black," the receptionist greeted me. "Please follow me, they are waiting for you in the meeting room.""Thank you," I said, following her.I saw two men sitting at the table, and the moment they noticed me, they stood up. "Mr. Black, it's a pleasure to finally meet you," the taller of the two men said."It's a pleasure to meet you, too," I replied, shaking his hand."Please, have a seat."They motioned for me to sit, and once we were all seated, we got straight down to business."So, I believe the contracts are in order?" the taller man asked."Yes, and my assistant has the copies with him. We can sign them after we've discussed everything.""That's great. Let's begin, then.""As you all know, my company, Black En
E M I L YMy heart skipped a beat the moment Ivan walked into the party. He looked so good, of not better. His hair was slightly longer, his beard neatly trimmed.He was the definition of handsome.His eyes were bright and twinkling. The smile on his face was so beautiful. He had been avoiding me for so long, but he still came. He didn't have to, but he did.He was dressed in a dark blue suit, and he was holding a small gift bag, and I couldn't help the tears that gathered in my eyes. He hasn't seen me yet, and I wondered what his reaction would be like if he does. Would he be happy? Sad? Angry?Or would he ignore me and walk away. I would definitely notl be surprised, because I deserved it.I stood still, trying to calm myself, and a deep voice startled me from behind.My heart was pounding so fast that I could hear it in my ears despite the loud music blaring in the background. His familiar cologne filled my nose, and I closed my eyes, trying to control the overwhelming tears that w