ELEANOR
The world tilted beneath my feet, and I held on to the chair, so I didn’t fall from the sway that rocked me.
The whispers around me grew but none of it mattered. At that moment, I didn’t care about the whispers, the horrified and disgusted expressions, the accusing eyes.
None of them mattered. The only thing that mattered was him.
“Theon, please” I choked out, forcing my legs to move as I ran after him.
Theon didn’t stop. He didn’t even glance back when my leg made contact with a chair, and I winced out in pain.
I managed to grab his sleeve, desperate for him to listen to me first. “Theon, listen to me. At least let me explain” I voiced desperately “These emails, the photos, they are fake. I don’t know who did this and why, but I swear to you, I would never betray you”
My world stilled as he stopped. I waited for him patiently but desperately as he turned to me but the man who turned to me wasn’t the same one, I had planned to marry.
“Theon” I whispered, my voice laced with fear as my heart thumped painfully in my chest.
The man before had a cruel expression I had only heard of from people I had claimed knew nothing about him. He was standing in front of me, but he was distant.
His cold blue eyes pierced into me like shards of ice and his lips curled into a sneer filled with so much disdain I was forced to stumble back a few steps from surprise.
My heart twisted painfully as Theon looked at me with an expression I had never imagined he would ever gaze at me with.
“Enough,” he told me, his voice harder than his glare and the words sliced through me, more painful than any remark I had heard tonight.
“Theon, please” I beg, trying to get to him. Hoping and desperate to reach the little love I knew or hoped he had for me. “You know me, you know I would never...”
“Do I know you really?”
His question pulled the rug under my feet, and I sucked in a harsh breath. I stare at him with disbelief, unable to process the words that had just left his lips.
Theon took a slow step towards me, and I stepped back, hating the way he shook his head as he glared at me like I was something vile and disgusting he couldn’t stand.
“Theon, why are you looking at me like that?” I cried, my heart breaking and the feeling was so painful.
“I was a fool to think you were different but, in the end, you are just like all the others”
“The others?” my voice trembled.
Theon let out a dark chuckle, completely devoid of any humour “The gold diggers. Liars. Women who get close to me with a motive. Women who want to use me for my name and my money”
His gaze swept over me “I should have known you were the same. I don’t know why I ever bothered to give you the benefit of the doubt when you would end up like the others”
My stomach churned and I felt sick. A gold digger? A liar? Was that all he thought of me?
I shook my head violently “That’s not true. You know that’s not true”
His eyes flashed with anger “Do I?” His words felt like a slap across my face.
“I won’t waste another second on a woman who sells my company secrets to my rivals and cheats on me” He announced coldly “I want nothing to do with you anymore, Eleanor”
“Wait...”
“Whatever this is...” he motioned between us “...It’s over”
I staggered back as though he physically struck me. Over?
“You are calling off the wedding? Just like that?”
His expression didn’t waver “Yes, Eleanor. There will be no wedding” He cocked his head to the side, his eyes filled with disgust “I don’t marry traitors or cheaters”
“I didn’t cheat on you or betray you. You have to believe me...”
“I don’t” He cut me coldly “I trusted you. I let you into my life, my company and my family but this is how you betray me”
“I’ve said it multiple times. I didn’t do it” I protested, frustration bleeding into my voice as I raised it.
“Oh” He cocked his head to the side “Then explain this. Explain the pictures and the emails. This damning proof”
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. How was I supposed to explain something I couldn’t even understand?
All I knew was that someone had set me but who and why?
“I don’t know” My voice wavered “But I swear it wasn’t me. I would never do this”
“Never?” He scoffed “That’s an interesting choice of words considering the evidence in these messages”
My throat tightened “You can’t just throw everything away over some lies”
“I didn’t throw anything away, Eleanor. You did”
I couldn’t breathe. My heart hammered violently as a tremor rippled through me.
I looked at Theon and couldn’t help but wonder if he had been waiting for a moment to discard me. Had I envisioned the love I thought he had for me in my head?
He had turned his back on me so easily, that he believed some stranger without hesitation over me.
My thoughts dragged me back to the timeline of our relationship. From the moment we met on the blind date, to the kisses and even the time we had sex, it had always been me initiating any form of intimacy.
I had poured my heart into our relationship and didn’t even mind or think twice anytime he didn’t meet me halfway. I told myself that he wasn’t the emotional type. I forced myself to accept the reality that he wasn’t used to it and did everything by myself.
I ignored that his secretary was the one to deliver his gifts and made excuses that he was busy but took the time to make sure his secretary got me something.
Did I orchestrate his love for me in my head? Did he never love me at all?
"You never cared, right?”
His jaw tightened “Don’t twist this...”
“No” I cut him off, my pain morphing into something that resembled anger “If you really loved me, you wouldn’t believe this so easily. You would stand up for me and you would not doubt me”
A harsh, strangled cough cut through the silence, and I had barely turned when I saw my father sway on his feet with his face drained out of all its colour.
“Dad!” I cried out as I ran towards him.
His hand clutched his chest, and his breaths were coming out in shallow gasps. Before I knew it, he collapsed and fell to the floor.
“Someone call an ambulance” I screamed, and the room erupted in chaos.
I fell to my knees beside him, my mother panicking beside me. “Dad, stay with me. Help is on the way”
The guests moved around us, calling for help and panicking as well. When I turned my head towards Theon, he was still standing there, watching us with a blank expression.
And that’s when he hit me...maybe he truly never cared.
ELEANOR The beeping of the hospital monitors was the only thing keeping me company in the quiet room. I sat beside my father’s bed, my hand gripping his tightly as I prayed to whatever was up there to save my father. And maybe my relationship. Dad was still unconscious, and I couldn’t help but blame myself. I caused this. Everyone else thought the same as well. The doctor had said he fainted because his blood pressure was high so we needed to make sure he avoided anything that would stress him out. Mom had not looked at me since. She stayed at the other end of the bed and had not stopped crying as well. I knew she blamed me. I could see it in her body’s telltale signs that she blamed me. “Aiden” Mom suddenly called out and I looked up to see that Dad had indeed woken up. His eyes fluttered open and he looked around the room first to see where he was. A shaky breath of relief escaped my lips and my eyes watered from the relief, but my relief was short-lived when I saw the emotio
THEON I didn’t know how to feel or react. The only thing I was certain of was that betrayal had a taste, and I didn’t like it. It was bitter, metallic like blood and lingered even though hours had passed since I first tasted it. I sat in my home office, staring at the countless articles written about Eleanor. Images and accusations lined every title, each one more vicious than the last. They were not taking it easy on her and somehow; I felt responsible. Eleanor and I had met after an arranged blind date by our families, and I had to be truthful when I said I wasn't fond of her at first. I had met countless girls like her in my grandfather's effort to make sure I got a wife. I didn't know how it happened. Maybe it was her persistence, but I became fond of her. I looked forward to every meeting. I wanted to be around her all the time. I wanted to touch her, spoil her. Maybe I was not as open in my affection, but I tried. Did my lack of display push her to betray me? Was I so des
ELEANORFIVE YEARS LATERI lingered and I hated that I did. I was not supposed to, but I guess this was a big moment. It was something I had carefully crafted for years, and it was time for it to happen.“Don’t hesitate, Eleanor. They won’t recognize you anyway” I muttered to myself and took a deep breath.I held on to my limited edition pursed and stepped into the room.The moment I stepped in through the oversized double doors of the grand ballroom where the event was happening, the air became electric, and the attention shifted to me.The room that had been loud with chatter, laughter and excitement became quiet as all eyes turned to me.Yes. I wanted to scream out loud while wearing a proud grin, but I couldn’t. The image I wore wouldn’t permit me to act so foolishly like a child.Everyone’s attention was drawn to me immediately. Their eyes held more than mere curiosity. I could taste the awe, the intrigue and the envy and God, did it taste and feel amazing.I was back.I could s
THEON I had always dreaded walking the hallways to my grandfather’s study. There was something unnerving with how he always liked to keep the hall dark, making it feel like it was looming with something evil hanging on every corner. Today, however, that looming feeling was more intensified than ever. My Grandfather had passed away last week. The hallway was cold and empty. The lanterns that lit up the hallway were replaced with bulbs, signifying his absence since he would have never let it happen. The house was still in mourning. The mourning flowers still lined the hall and the curtains had all been replaced with black. I opposed it but Victoria had won claiming it was a family tradition that the flowers and curtains be brought out as though the house wasn’t brooding enough. With my grandfather gone, the Blackwell Group would fully be mine. I wouldn’t dare to say I had waited for this moment since it would be as though I had been secretly wishing he was dead since that w
ELEANOR I stood in front of the ceiling-to-floor window in the new penthouse I had just acquired and watched the city below. I couldn’t see anyone as the building was too far up, but I pretended that Isla, my parents, and Theon were below, watching me as I stood above them. I had just started, but I wanted to be cocky because I could taste my victory at the tip of my tongue. I knew it wouldn’t take time for me to put them all where they belonged. They would all regret betraying me. I would make sure of it. A faint chime broke my thoughts, and I turned my attention to my phone on the coffee table with its light on. I walked towards the table and picked up my phone to read the message. A grin broke out on my face as soon as I read it. One of the people I had in Theon’s company had an update for me, and it was one that would make my revenge a lot easier. Theon needed a wife within the next three months, as stated in his grandfather’s will, and I suddenly had a brilliant idea. “
ELEANOR If it was still the old Eleanor, she may have panicked and begun scrambling for the next plan to make sure what she wanted happened, but not Elle. Gone were the times when I was on the losing side. Now, I was the one controlling the game. Ever since I changed, I always looked at myself in the mirror to remind myself that I wasn’t Eleanor anymore. I reminded myself of what I had to go through in order to get here so I wouldn’t get distracted and forget what brought me back. “Eleanor is dead, Elle,” I whispered to myself as I pulled the robes around me tighter “You are different now and have so many things she lacked. You are untouchable now” Sophie entered my bedroom with a cup of tea, since she hated it when I took coffee in the morning. She had that familiar look of quiet adoration on her face and even though I’ve asked her to stop looking at me like that, she wouldn’t. “You are standing in the mirror again, Ellie. What are you overthinking this time?” She asked with
ELEANOR I lingered at the entrance to study Reginald Blackwell. Just like his nephew, he had a stagnant cold expression on his face. He was dressed in a clean three-piece suit, his black hair slicked back, and his expression was coy. The universe must be on my side because they didn’t even wait for me to come before putting Theon in the lion’s den. After all, that was what his uncles were. I was back at the hotel but this time, instead of the lounge where I had met Theon the day before, I had been escorted to a private waiting area where Reginald wanted the meeting to happen discreetly. While Blackwell had the distinctive features all Blackwells had, he lacked the quiet, dangerous air of authority that Theon could give easily which made people tremble at his presence. Reginald was also greedy, entitled, lazy and worst of all, careless. He was going to be easy to deal with. I took my time crossing the room to the table where he sat with his back to me. My heels clicked
ELEANOR More than the introduction at the gala, I think this was it. It was finally the starting point of my revenge, and it felt so good that I couldn’t put it into words. Unlike the meeting with his uncle earlier, I had decided on something more provocative. Something that demanded attention, that would keep his eyes on me the entire night, unable to look aware while he hated every minute of giving into my schemes. The white dress was body fitting, clinging to me like a second skin with its high slit teasing skin with every step I took. The plunging neckline was cut dangerously low, and the straps were the only thing holding onto the material and preventing a slip. Theon’s eyes watched me from the moment I stepped through the doors of the privately booked restaurant. What a showoff. He watched me with a dark and empty gaze as each step with a sensual sway of my hips brought me closer to him. “I didn’t expect you to call so soon. What was the rush?” I teased smugly a
ELEANOR “I bet you are going to steal the attention at the show,” Sophie gushed as she slid the zipper of the dress down and took a step back to admire me. Like all the others I had worn in the last few months since I'd been back, the dress was body-fitted but I barely felt it. It wasn’t because it wasn’t tight, but because my mind was elsewhere, scheming. I knew tonight was going to be tough. Everywhere with Theon was like that. Filled with people underestimating me and what I could do while trying to bully me. They never learn. Theon wouldn’t give me details of the function, so I had no idea who was going to be present there and Jeremy was busy with a school project, so I didn’t want to have him hacking into Theon’s secretary to find details. And I didn't trust any other person enough to let them do the work as well. “You don’t have to worry that you are going in blind today. One thing I’m certain of is that regardless of who would be present, every woman in that room wi
ELEANORMy eyes met Sophie who stood by the door with her hands folded across her chest. I jerked my head towards Jeremy who had been silent since he plopped his tiny ass on the couch in my office.“What’s wrong with him?” I mouthed while subtly pointing at him. “I don’t know” She mouthed back and shrugged. Jeremy laid across the couch with his brows furrowed while twirling a pen between his fingers as he stared at the ceiling, lost in his thoughts.“Penny for your thoughts?” I asked and he glanced at me.“What?” He asked, having not heard my previous question.“You’ve been quiet since you came in which is unusual for your loud ass so something’s up. What is it?”He sighed and sat up with a grimace “You are not going to like this”I got serious, closing the opened file on my table and pushing it aside as I gave him my full attention. “Out with it”“Victoria is digging into Eleanor Sterling” “What?” I froze in shock “How deep?”Jeremy shrugged, frustrated “I don’t know but one of th
ELEANOR “Are you ready?” Theon asked, meeting me in the living area of our suite. He hadn’t been happy since my decision to stay alone, but that was his problem. “Yes. Let’s go” Sophie handed me my purse, and we left. Today, Theon was going to formally introduce me to the Board as his wife and a new addition to the Group. If Theon had his way, I wouldn’t have anything to do with the group, but he had no choice. Every Blackwell had to contribute to the success of the empire, and I was no exception. I wouldn't be given any official position since I had my investment firm to run, but I could contribute and make minor decisions during meetings as his wife and a member of the board. Theon sat quietly across from me in the car as we rode to the corporation headquarters. His head was buried in his phone as he typed furiously with a frown on his face. “You have to be careful during the meeting,” he finally said, breaking the silence as he lifted his head to look at me “The board is
ELEANOR The wedding was finally over, and I couldn’t be more relieved. I had spent hours greeting and thanking the guests who had taken time out of their precious busy schedules to attend a wedding they literally salivated over. Currently, my attention was on Victoria as she conversed with the first lady, smiling as though she had won the lottery. “Elle darling, come here and greet the first lady” I blinked twice to check if it was indeed Victoria who was talking to me. Her smile was so wide, it was almost creepy and the pride on her face as she gestured me over had got the be the fakest genuine expression she had seen. I needed her to sign me up for her acting class. All A-list actors and actresses on the big screen must have had the acting coach who taught her as their teacher. I searched for Theon, and he was busy with the president himself, so I had no choice. Sophie had taken Jeremy back home on my orders. I didn’t want him to stay long enough for people to start asking
ELEANOR Today was the wedding. It was my first wedding, but I felt nothing as I stood in front of the mirror. The wedding was everything I had ever dreamt of what my wedding would be. The wedding gown Theon had gotten for me on his insistence was even better than the first one I was supposed to wear five years ago. My eyes were cold as I met them in the mirror. I felt no trace of joy, flutters of excitement or anticipation that I would have if I were Eleanor. Because this wasn’t a fairytale. This was war, and I was about to step onto the battlefield. I reminded myself silently. “At least try to smile. You look like you’re being held hostage,” Jeremy muttered behind me, and I looked through the mirror at him. I wanted to keep Jeremy hidden, but he had insisted on giving me away today. When I told him that Theon was suspicious of my identity, he suggested that showing him as my brother would squash Theon’s suspicions, since Eleanor was an only child. “I can’t. It’s not like it's
ELEANORIf I had my way, I wouldn’t be here but Jeremy called me and said Victoria had instigated some gullible women to bully me whenever they saw me.It was such a childish move considering the kind of person I knew she was. Was her urgency to get me out of the way making her run out of options?Anyway, I told Sophie I was going to come to the small gathering of socialites so I could give the women in her circle the opportunity to play bully. Immediately I entered the room, the conversation halted and instead, murmurs rose as they eyed me while they judged. Like I said earlier, children. I smiled, unbothered by their veiled disdain and envy and walked to the middle of the room where I had Sophie book me a table at the function.The person I had bet my money would be the first to speak approached me and took a seat beside me.Marjorie Sinclair, wife of Nathan Sinclair, a powerful man with an even bigger shipping company but not bigger than the Blackwells.She was dressed to perfec
AUTHOR’S POVThe next morning, the world woke up to the announcement of the engagement between Elle Davenport and Theon Blackwell. Every major news outlet, social media blogs, and gossip pages had the news on their front page. They were all going into a frenzy. Comments sections were flooded with the same set of questions.Who was Elle Davenport?Where did she come from?How did she appear from nowhere and get engaged to Theon in less than a month?Nobody knew anything about her. Even the influencers who were popular for knowing everything about elites had no idea about her past or where she came from. Victoria Blackwell threw her tablet across the room. The object hit the wall with a loud clash and hit the floor. The screen turned black immediately but it did nothing to soothe the rage she felt. “That snake” she hissed with barely concealed fury “She managed to get her way after all. How dare Theon not listen to me?”Her assistant, Lara stood stiffly with wide eyes and tremblin
ELEANORAfter dinner, the maids cleared the table but the atmosphere was still tense but I didn’t mind. I loved tense places. I thrived better in them.“Theon, there is something I have to discuss with you. It has to do with those new deals” Julian spoke up.“Let’s go to my office then,” Theon answered, getting up.He turned to me “Excuse us” He said and left with Julian. I pondered if I should just go home or wait for him since I didn’t have anything else to do or say to anyone. Victoria had gotten a feel of her opponent and she had been quiet since. I didn’t believe she was done, I just knew she was cooking something in that sly head of hers but maybe it was for later. However, as soon as I heard a door opened and closed in the distance suggesting that Theon and Julian had entered his office, the atmosphere changed again as Victoria cleared her throat.She took her glass of wine and sipped it slowly and I could feel her gaze at the side of my head so I turned to meet her gaze.Ma
ELEANOR The car drove into the Blackwell’s estate, and I sighed. I hadn’t even gotten married to Theon yet, but I was already tired of the amount of people who were demanding to see me. The Blackwell Estate stood like a fortress in the night. The large, iron gates were intimidating under the moonlight, and the massive Blackwell crest even made it more fearsome. Memories of how I would dream of the day when I finally moved in here with Theon to start our future together haunted me as the car made its way inside the compound and towards the main house. This time was different, I wasn’t here because I loved Theon and wanted to spend the rest of my life looking at him with lovesick eyes. Victoria Blackwell had invited me for dinner. I was so overseeing the Blackwells every single day. It wasn’t even a week yet and I’d already met Reginald and now, Victoria. They were not willing to give me a break. I wasn’t stupid enough to think Victoria invited me out of courtesy so she