Elodie’s P.O.VTaking a final look at the huge gymnastics center, I crouched before Sage, cupping his face. “Here we are Sage, promise me that you will be a good boy and not cause trouble. You would listen to your coach and do as she says if you want to participate in the forthcoming children’s competition”Sage responded. “I have always been a good boy”“I know……I am just saying this as your mum. You have always wanted to participate in the competition and this is the chance for you to seize your dreams”Sage nodded. “Alright, I would do as you…..” Sage had almost completed his words when the sound of stilettos against the hard-marbled floor echoed through the entire place.A scoff filled the air and darting my eyes to whoever it was, my eyes met with that of Susan who had a lopsided smile. Straightening, I urged Sage to go inside while Susan placed her hands on the shoulder of the little girl whom I deciphered to be her daughter. Susan laughed. “I find this funny, Elodie , because
Mae’s P.O.V“No!” Silver said, taking me aback totally and the smile on my face slowly vanished. The urge to slip my fingers through his hair, grab a fistful of it, and pull it off overwhelmed me but what could I do?Forcing out a smile, I asked. “Why?”He said blatantly. “Because you are not my mum”A smile crept at the corner of my lips at that moment even though I was burning in rage. Everything that Elodie had was supposed to be mine, the triplets, and most importantly, Marcel. Clearing my throat, I straightened, swiveling my gaze around the entire closet. “But it wouldn’t be that bad if you address me as your mum or do you still see me as a stranger”“You are my friend,” Silver responded, returning the jewelry. Now that I thought about it, if Marcel and Elodie claimed to be happily married, why did they stay in different rooms? If they loved each other as they claimed, then they should be in the same room. Darting my eyes back to Silver, I asked. “Do your parents fight?”He tu
Elodie’s P.O.VI tilted my head to the left, matching Darius’s gaze as he stared at me dumbfoundedly. He shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut while he muttered under his breath. “No, this can’t be real. What are you doing here, Elodie? Who allowed you inside this place and where is he”With a smile creeping at the corner of my lips, I pointed to the desk nameplate, watching as his eyes widened and he read slowly. “CEO Elodie Martinez Marcel”“That is right and let this be the first and the last time that you would ever address me by name. You should put some respect to my name because you are below me, Darius!”Darius staggered backward and his back almost hit the door as he stared at me incredulously. “How…….is this a dream?”I responded to him blatantly. “This isn’t a dream but it is surely going to be your nightmare. I only have five minutes to spare and you still haven’t answered my question”Darius gulped and while his eyelashes fluttered as his chest heaved slowly, he ran his
Marcel’s P.O.VIn the heart of the courtyard adorned with varieties of flowers, I led Elodie to the dinner table, my hands over her eyes while she chuckled. “I am curious about what you made for you to be this secretive about it”I grinned. “I know. Don’t worry, you will soon find that out”Slowly my hands left her eyes and in a matter of seconds, her lips parted in shock as her hands flew over her mouth. She turned to look at me with those eyes that gleamed ethereally like all the stars gathered inside. I was dazed. How come I had never noticed the beauty that her siren eyes held? “You didn’t have to” She pouted slightly. “I have to” I responded while she sighed before she darted her eyes back to the dinner buffet. She turned to look at me swiftly, giggling while clapping both hands excitedly. “How did you know that I loved seafood? I barely had any in France and you didn’t have any hard time making any of these?”I shrugged, taking her hands while leading her to her seat. “I fo
Elodie’s P.O.V “What!” Silver and I exclaimed at the same time while I raised a brow in confusion, glancing at Marcel who seemed to be boiling in anger. “Excuse me, Silver doesn’t steal. Not any of my kids takes the things that don’t belong to them”Marcel stood up, staring daggers at Mae as his eyes widened. “What is the meaning of this? I have raised my boys with good morals and they have never exhibited this behavior before”Mae heaved an exasperated sigh, locking gazes with Silver who frowned at her. “Silver, be honest with everyone. The candies that you have been taking, aren’t they mine?”“They are yours and you told me to take…..”Mae interrupted. “I have always been wondering why my candies seem to have been reduced all the time and it turns out that you are the one who has been taking them. You wanted the candies after telling me that your mum reduced your sugar intake and after telling you that I wouldn’t go against your mum, you still went behind my back”“No, that is a l
Darius's P.O.VPacing back and forth in the living area, I swung my head in the direction of the door, patiently waiting for Susan to appear at the door. I had nightmares, my mind was plagued with different thoughts, and all I kept seeing was Elodie sticking a knife to my throat, and to worsen it, I kept seeing that boy—Zack, the one whom Elodie claimed was my son. Was he truly my son?I was heartbroken, shattered and it felt like everything that I had would soon be snatched from me. How Elodie turned out to be the CEO of the Sinclair group still looked like a dream to me! It wasn't just possible but when I received the email concerning the lawsuit, it soon hit me that my nightmare was becoming a reality. How in the world was I supposed to repay the millions of dollars that the Sinclair group had invested in that project? I had other investments that I had put my money in.I still had a lawsuit for fuck sake. What should I do? How do I get out of this mess that I have found myself
Marcel's P.O.V.Was it just me but Elodie seemed to be deeply worried about something and she has been giving me cold shoulders ever since, causing me to wonder if I did anything wrong. After the press conference, she walked past me, acting like I didn't exist and slowly, it hit me that she wasn't wearing the bracelet that she always had on her wrist all the time. Walking behind her, I called out her name and she turned to look at me with a blank stare while she said coldly. "What?"Reaching her pace, I flipped the hair that fell on my face to the back, raising a brow in confusion. "I am genuinely curious, did I do anything wrong to you? You haven't been talking to me and I am worried about you" Her eyes pierced into mine before she bit her lower lips and muttered. "There is nothing wrong and why are you worried about me? It is not like I mean anything to you.....we are just business partners and when all of this is over, we would all go our separate ways. Isn't that the deal betwe
Mae's P.O.VThe cookie that I was eating fell to my thigh as my lips parted and my eyes grew wide in shock. Elodie was the boss of Sinclair and Marcel was now ascending his position? What about me? Marcel invested so much in her but he has never bothered to ask me about how my writing career was going. Did he even care about me the same way that I did?A scoff left my lips at that moment and I ran my hands through my hair. "I am here struggling as a writer who barely sells her book copies unless Marcel and his brother buys them, and yet, he made Elodie the CEO, and all of this proved that she is filthy rich!"No wonder she always dressed in expensive and luxurious fashion accessories. My blood boiled just by staring at her face on the screen but on staring at the bracelet around my wrist, I beamed with a smile, muttering. "Just me telling her that the bracelet wasn't any special made her take it off. It will be very easy to manipulate her" A smile crept at the corner of my lips while
Epilogue **After One Year** The setting sun cast a golden glow over the ethereal surroundings as the sound of waves crashing in the distance echoed through my ears. My heart pounded against my chest in anxiety despite the excitement that bubbled deep within me. The air hung heavy with anticipation and on exchanging fleeting glances with the triplets who keep taking pictures of me with their cameras, I shot a wink at them. Silas gesticulated before he mouthed. “Daddy, don't overdo the smile. Smile, like this” I did just as he had said while the guests laughed at the silent conversation between Silas and me. I gave Silas a thumbs-up while Silver gave a gentle applause that was almost inaudible. Sage on the other hand sat next to Aunt Nadia, Leah, and Axel who carried both Elysia and Daisy in his arms while Sage made funny faces to them. Staring at the scene before me, I fiddled with my fingers in anticipation, carefully waiting for my bride. “She is here” Someone murmu
Elodie’s P.O.VThe clouds darkened, thunder rumbling through the sky while I stood rooted to the same spot frozen. The rain first started like a gentle patter but in the next minute, the rain enveloped me totally, soaking my clothes as my hair clung to my face. I was too numb to speak. Too shocked to even wrap my head around what had happened. I could barely move my legs but I mustered the courage and dragged my feet towards the railings, staring down at Darius's lifeless body. His blood that soaked the metal spikes was being washed away by the rain that fell heavily. I should be relieved that he was dead…But the more I stared at his lifeless body, the more dread settled at the pit of my stomach and I saw myself on the metal spikes. My breath came in ragged gasps as I gripped the railings and that was when the images of Ezra spurting out blood flashed through my mind. My shoulders sagged and the more I gripped the railings, the more different emotions crashed over me. I crumbled
Elodie’s P.O.VOh my. The necklace looked pretty on me. I trailed my fingers on the necklace and stared at my reflection in the mirror, that was when the reality hit me that Silver wasn’t back with my phone yet. He didn’t know where he dropped his phone tablet and pleaded with me to give him my phone so he could call his dad. “Could he be playing games on my phone?” I muttered to myself, standing up and that was when it dawned on me that even my hair stylist wasn’t back yet. I glanced at her empty cup of juice and darted my eyes back to mine which was still untouched. “What could she be taking downstairs?” I muttered to myself, opening the door to the room, and stepping out while calling for Silver’s name. But the only response I got was his name which returned as echoes in my ears. Something was wrong.What was going on? Walking down the hallway, relief flooded through me when I saw Aunt Nadia sleeping on the couch next to the vase of flowers. “Aunt Nadia, you should go into
Marcel’s P.O.V*** Baby Shower ***Strings of pink, white, and silver balloons floated gently in the sunlit garden. Tulips, daisies, and peonies decorated every corner while I stood amidst it all, staring around like a proud dad. I had canceled all my schedule just to participate in the decoration after inviting a team of event planners from Thailand. As a smile formed on my face, the only thought that coursed through my mind was how Elodie was going to love this.I could already picture the look that was going to be on her face when she stepped into the garden later in the evening. All of a sudden, I was jolted out of my thoughts when a maid stood before me and on getting my attention, she lowered her head. “Sir, the popular cake corner called concerning how the delivery was going to be late. They claimed that there was a mix-up with the cake decorations”“I would be going alongside the head servant to monitor the progress of the cake. We will ensure that it gets here before the b
Marcel’s P.O.VIn the doctor’s office, Elodie stared into space, before heaving a sigh while her hands were clasped tightly in mine. A small smile played on my face, amused with the way a strand fell on her face. I was about to remove my hands from her’s in a bid to brush off the strand when she turned to look at me, a glint of worry in her eyes and distress written on her face. She has been like this lately. It worsened since the night she accepted my marriage proposal and the annoying thing was she didn't want to see a doctor and instead stuck to paranoia. I was soon jolted out of my thoughts when she muttered. “Marcel, what if it is a stomach infection or cancer?”Heaving an exasperated sigh, I shook my head. “That is why we are here. I told you that it isn't any of this”Her voice shook. “It is not like you are a doctor. Plus I have never felt this way before and I have been seeing symptoms that relate to stomach cancer and stomach infection”“We should have seen the pack docto
Elodie’s P.O.VImages of Susan’s lifeless body in the creek flashed through my mind and the way Marcel’s strong arms encircled me, pulling my trembling body against his chest in a bid to stop my gaze from lingering on her disfigured face. Darius was a monster. A monster that I never wanted to lay eyes on for the rest of my life. Marcel assured me that he was going to find Darius and finish him off as fast as possible. It has been two months since Susan died and still, that grotesque image of her in the creek kept lingering in my mind. I was so traumatized that the only one who helped me was Marcel and right now, I was pissed at him. Recently, I have been having crazy mood swings that really scared Marcel off at times and right now I was boiling because I had planned a movie night with him just for him to bail out on me at the last minute. My gaze lingered on his message telling me that he wasn't going to be coming because something important suddenly came up. Like I wasn't impor
Elodie’s P.O.V Taking my gaze off the ornate glass chandeliers, adorned with delicate crystal pieces that hung from the intricately designed ceiling, I paused beside Marcel. He glanced at me briefly before turning swiftly, his eyes softening and lighting up as if he had just seen an irreplaceable treasure.Staring into the ethereal green of my eyes, Marcel wrapped his fingers around my waist drawing me closer to him as he buried his face at the side of my neck, nibbling in a way that sent shivers down my spine. It was like he was basking in my scent. He was warm. My haven and my peace. I loved him. A lot. His lips grazed my skin, sending sparks of fire in its wake. “You are like a delicate flower that I want to keep, adorn, cherish, and nurture forever, ensuring you bloom endlessly. To the very end”“You are so beautiful, I feel like I want to end the party, take your clothes off, and show you how much you mean to me”My hand rested on his shoulders, while I muttered under my bre
Darius’s P.O.VMy lips trembled as a searing pain racked through my body while I hung limply from the chains that bound my wrists to the walls, my upper body exposed and covered with cuts which blood dripped from. Another lash landed on my back and a groan left my lips, my vision blurred with a red haze as I gritted my teeth. “Stop!” A husky voice echoed off the walls of Layzal’s dungeon as the whip made a soft thud as it was dropped against the ground. As soon as the doors to the dungeon closed, hot tears streamed down my face and a bitter laughter spiraled from me. It has been two weeks since Marcel eliminated all the council members who were responsible for everything that happened to his family. He had chosen new members of the council, and taken over my pack with my idiotic park members in support of that tyrant. Marcel changed the name of the pack to the moonstone pack. He probably named it after my late son. That bastard!I was soon jolted out of my thoughts when a dark au
Darius’s P.O.VI jolted awake as my eyes flew open and my chest heaved up and down. Staring at the ceiling which a candle chandelier hung while the grotesque image of the nightmare clung to the back of my mind like a dark stubborn shadow that seemed more like it was soon going to close in on me.I sat up slowly, leaning against the headboard while staring into space as memories of the nightmare flashed through my mind. My breath came in short, shallow gasps as I ran my hands through my hair frustratedly. I had seen myself falling off a cliff and I was in my pool of blood. Could it be the lingering fear of Layzal doing something to me that made me have this horrible nightmare? It had to be it. There was no way that I was going to die! I would never allow that. I will do everything to stay alive and get my children back from Marcel. “I won't die! Not now…not now” I muttered to myself while placing a hand on my chest that heaved slowly, sliding off the bed, as I walked to the bathroo