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"Ellaya ". Eva jolted her out of her reverie. "Oh, what? I am sorry , can ..can we go inside and talk". Embarrassed, Ellaya pivoted on her heels and headed for her office. "Could you please change the crew members? Miss Stone, or don't want me to continue shooting?" After setting her pricey bag down on the couch, Mia hunches over. You want me to replace every member of the crew. Ellaya raised her eyebrows, rubbed her forehead. Pulling out her lipstick, Mia said, "Yes, please." "Can you explain why you want us to change the entire crew?" Ellaya asked, glancing at Eva. "They are useless; they cannot even pull off a romantic scene and expect me to behave in a certain way." Mia stopped her hand from putting on lipstick. "The plot is perfect. Mia, you do not have to use your brain". Eva expressed herself. "Is there someone who can clarify for me what you are discussing?" Eva attempted to explain the plot. "ML kissed FL and thought she was someone else in confusion. After
Last Updated : 2024-05-14She, His Enigma She can't tell her secret
"It's beautiful." While sprinting along the beach in her white bikini, Mia shouted, "I am wasting my time here; make sure before signing any contracts with them the next time; they do not care about other people's time." . Ellaya yelled. causing wrinkles to form around her eyes and her lips to droop. Playfully giving her a hug, Eva said, "Hey, chill, it's been a long time since you took a vacation. This is a good opportunity to enjoy your time. New Zealand is beautiful, isn't it?" "A vacation is not necessary at this time; I hope this charity event ends soon and I can go back."When Mr. Ruan shows up, they immediately begin the event." Eva threw a sunscreem's tube at Ellaya, perching on the recliner, "Is he not supposed to be here a day before yesterday?" she caught the tube."He apologized for keeping you here, but something in the company needed his attention."Ellaya pressed her lips together, remaining silent. Feeling exposed under a cover-up, she turned to look around at two
Last Updated : 2024-05-17She, His Enigma Holding her captive
She was in the car before she realized what had happened. She peered around, unable to determine where the car was traveling. She glanced at the man behind the wheel; his shirt's two buttons were open, exposing his bronze skin, and his sleeves were folded up and the necktie hanging loose. He looked sexy as hell. She was not feeling admiring his appearance, though."Stop, stop the car, stop it right now." She shrieked.He gave her another quick glance but did not respond as he continued to focus on the road. His jaw clenched, Ellaya failed to understand his reaction."Why did you kill him? You killed him." She sobbed. "He is not dead", Iden spoke now."Why did you hit him? He was innocent and had not done anything wrong." "He wasn’t innocent Ellaya, he touched you inappropriately"."He was just helping me, he wasn't..." Her tears were so intense that she could not finish the sentence."Kissing you, helping you, yeah!" With gritted teeth, he spoke.She looked at him, not sure what to
Last Updated : 2024-05-18She, His Enigma Punish me as you see fit
She wanted to call Eva to tell her everything, she was pacing back and forth in the room, robbing her hands, but she realized she had left her phone at the hotel. “ohh god! The news must have reached New York; God, they must have been dying from anxiety." "My mother would kill me if she found out that I had left the hotel with a man. She never wanted me to be in a relationship, especially not this quickly. Please, please, help me". She sat for a while on the bed, wondering how she would explain the situation to her." Don’t get me wrong My mother simply does not trust those around me because she believes I am still young and men will exploit me for money." she stood up again."This insane man look terrifying; what if I spoke to him again and he killed me? No, I do not want to die so soon." Talking to herself was one of her innate habits."Okay, I am going; I know I need to talk to him." Looking up, she made the cross sign and opened her room door. She emerged from her room after sp
Last Updated : 2024-05-21She, His Enigma She was forbidden
"Who else is meant to be present? " he asked passing the plate of pasta ."The employees and security you mentioned, that is". She spoke while taking a bite."They will be here by tomorrow morning. I was supposed to bring you here tomorrow, only if not... it is because of that jerk..." he bit hard on the fork."He wasn't kissing me". She tried to explain again."Do not tell me he was helping you, Ellaya." He slapped the table, startling her."Something had gotten into my eyes, and he was helping me get it out. He was not kissing". She spoke scared, looking down at her plate.After what seemed like an eternity, with his eyes fixed on her face, he said, "Eat."After dinner, Ellaya sat on the couch and looked at nothing in particular. She had never shared a room with a man or been away from her people before. His deep voice startled her as he said, "Want to have a drink?" He was enjoying a drink in one hand and a cigar in the other as he sat at the home bar. She had seen a lot of men, b
Last Updated : 2024-05-22She, His Enigma Wanting him all for herself
Lost in contemplation, Ellaya turned around and walked out of the kitchen, stumbling over the human wall, tripped and fell between powerful arms. When she lifted her head, the man in front of her was just as amazing as he had been the night before. He appeared young and charming, his damp hair cascading over his forehead. His well-defined body muscles were accentuated by the t-shirt he wore, which fit like a second skin. She caught a glimpse of herself in the window reflection. Swallow eyes, disheveled hair, pale makeup from the previous evening. She did not get a wink of sleep last night. She could not stop thinking about his touch and kisses. She was thrilled, but she was also hurt."Why are you blushing, princess?" His comment broke her train of thought. "I..I am ..am not blushing". She felt her heart in her throat and blushed. Why did this keep happening to her every time he got close to her? She was always so nervous. The more she tried to free herself, the harder she pull
Last Updated : 2024-05-27She, His Enigma I am the god
Sitting on the mezzanine, Iden's eyes were fixed on the woman performing his favorite songs and dancing on stage. Even though he had heard the songs numerous times, he had never been curious about the singer. He had always thought the song's singer might be an adult, quiet woman. However, he never would have guessed that the woman known as a rock star was singing the languid and melancholic tunes that he could listen to over and over. She was equally as beautiful as her enchanted voice. James had repeatedly reminded him that he had meetings to attend, but he had long since forgotten about them since he was preoccupied with the woman on stage.James told him, "Boss Kaito wants to talk to you." "Ask him to call back later." He spoke with his gaze fixed on the woman on stage. "Boss, there is an urgent matter." He said it once more.Reluctantly, Iden got up and walked out of the room.After several hours, Ellaya sat and massaged her sore arms and neck while sipping water."Miss Stone,
Last Updated : 2024-05-30She, His Enigma Why did you hide yourself
“Finally, I can see your real smile”. Iden said, looking at her contagious smile, and he smiled with her.The vehicle came to a stop at the vialla gate, and Iden took turns opening the door on her side. She was assisted in getting out of the vehicle by one hand holding her hand and the other above her head."That a jerk like you could also be a gentleman, I never knew". She teased himAstonishing Ellaya, Iden bent forward and took her in his arm. "Wha…what are you doing.."Ellaya struggled in his arms and yelled."This jerk is much more than just a dapper guy". Going forward, he said."What ..do you.. mean..?"Gulping down her saliva, Ellaya questioned."Let me take you inside first to your bed, and you will understand... " he sneered. "I don’t …I don’t wanna understand.." Her cheeks flushed and her heart palpated.She struggled, but in vain.She became extremely agitated when he carried her to her bedroom and threw her onto the bed. Leaning forward and smiling, he caged her on the bed
Last Updated : 2024-05-30
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She, His Enigma Deception
**Trigger Warning** The chapters ahead contains depictions of attempted sexual violence, survival, and themes of trauma that may be distressing for some readers. Please prioritize your well-being and proceed with caution. If these themes are sensitive for you, consider skipping this chapter. _______________________________ With a crushed heart and shattered hope, Ellaya sank to the cold, damp floor, her hands obscuring her face as tears streamed through the cracks of her fingers. The muffled sobs echoed in the vast villa, heavy like the weight of betrayal pressing down on her chest. Around her, faces twisted into masks of indifference, some even smirking. Mr. Stone leaned casually against the arm of the chair, pushing the woman on his lap away lightly before rising, towering over Ellaya. Rosi, fists clenched at her sides, threw her arms up in frustration. "You were the one who supported her every whim! Look where it’s gotten her!" “Enough!” Mr. Stone's voice boomed through
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Her heart pounded with every hesitant step as she crossed the threshold into the familiar yet suffocating house. The spacious, opulent rooms, once a haven, now felt overwhelming, almost foreign. The contrast between the house’s warmth and her cold, dripping body was jarring. Water pooled at her feet as droplets trailed behind her, evidence of the storm she had been through—not just outside, but within. Her damp dress clung to her trembling frame, her fingers clutching the fabric tightly, as if it could anchor her amidst the tide of fear and guilt rising in her chest. Her eyes swept over the familiar surroundings, each detail stirring memories that surged relentlessly. Some were fleeting moments of comfort, others sharp reminders of hurt. The pounding in her temples intensified as thoughts swirled—thoughts of how other children ran to their homes for safety, for solace, while she stood here, terrified of what lay ahead. This place, though grand and inviting, was never truly home.
She, His Enigma No where to go
Ellaya knelt on the rain-slick ground, her trembling fingers splayed across the jagged edges of the gravestone. The icy night wind lashed at her exposed skin, turning her hands numb as the cold seeped through her drenched clothes. Strands of her hair stuck to her tear-streaked face, the relentless downpour soaking her completely. The weight of despair pressed heavily on her chest, tightening with every ragged breath. Her sobs came in sharp, uneven gasps as the venomous words of the man she had once given her heart to echoed in her mind, relentless as a cruel melody. *“I regret meeting you. I regret marrying you—even if it was only on paper, even if it was for revenge.”* The memory of his voice was a knife, twisting and tearing through her already shattered heart. She had believed in him, in the love she thought they shared. Every touch of his hands had felt like a symphony, every word a promise of a future together. She had abandoned everything for him—her career, her family, ev
She, His Enigma Leave him
Ellaya knelt on the cold, damp ground, her fingers trembling as they traced the jagged edges of the gravestone. The biting wind clawed at her skin, its chill settling deep into her bones. Her hair, disheveled by the relentless breeze, clung to her tear-streaked face. The night wrapped around her like a shroud, heavy and unforgiving, as the venomous words of the man she once loved echoed mercilessly in her mind. *“I regret meeting you. I regret marrying you—even if it was only on paper, even if it was for revenge.”* Each word had struck like a dagger, cutting through her soul and leaving it raw and exposed. The love she had cherished so deeply now felt like poison, eating away at her. Once, her heart had found its rhythm in his presence, had felt safe in his arms. Now, it was nothing but a hollow vessel, incapable of anything but pain. He had destroyed her, ensured she could never love again—not him, not anyone. A sob tore from her throat, shattering the stillness of the gravey
She, His Enigma A war within
Iden yanked the car door open and slid into the driver’s seat, slamming it shut with enough force to shake the vehicle. His chest heaved with suppressed rage, his jaw locked so tightly it felt like his teeth would crack. His fingers wrapped around the steering wheel, knuckles blanching as he gripped it hard enough to hurt. The engine roared to life, the growl of it mirroring the storm swirling inside him. Without hesitation, he slammed his foot onto the accelerator, sending the car flying down the road like a bullet from a gun. In the wing-mirror mirror, his eyes caught sight of her—Ellaya. She was curled up on the floor, her small frame swallowed by the darkness. Though her face was hidden, he could see it in the way she sat: her shoulders hunched, her arms wrapped around herself, her soul crumbling. Her despair hung in the air like a weight he couldn’t ignore. His chest ached with an intensity that made him want to scream. Instead, he muttered under his breath, voice hoarse, “Fuck,
She, His Enigma Nothing to lose
She smiled faintly, her lips curving upward with a hollow defiance, as if to mock him. But her eyes—those haunted, shattered eyes—glimmered with a strange mix of resignation and rebellion. “Do it,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, yet weighted with sorrow. “I have nothing left to lose.” Iden’s jaw tightened at her words, the muscles twitching as if holding back a storm. His grip on her throat loosened suddenly, and she stumbled back, her hand flying to her neck as she gasped for air. The cold night air felt sharp against her skin, a cruel reminder of her vulnerability. Her knees wavered, but she steadied herself, trembling fingers reaching out to nothing but the empty void around her. Her heart pounded furiously against her ribs, each beat like a reminder of the betrayal standing before her. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes, but she refused to let them spill. She lifted her head slightly, her gaze falling on Iden—a man who no longer resembled the one she once loved. Hi
She, His Enigma The tomb
“I’m here to take you home,” Iden said, his voice warm, but his hand on her cheek was cold—a stark contrast to his words. Ellaya didn’t respond. She didn’t flinch. She just sat there, numb, too numb to react. It felt like a dream, fragile and fleeting. She was terrified to move, scared that if she did, the illusion would shatter, and he would vanish like smoke. “Laaya, say something. Anything,” he urged, his tone soft, almost pleading. It was the same voice she had fallen in love with, the one that once made her feel safe. A single tear slipped down her cheek, warm and lonely. Before it could fall, his thumb brushed it away, just as he used to. The familiarity of the gesture broke something inside her, and she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around him. His embrace was strong, warm, and all-encompassing. For a fleeting moment, she felt secure, as though his arms could shield her from the cruelty of the world. “I haven’t done anything,” she whispered, her voice cracking under the
She, His Enigma Interrogation
Ellaya was ushered into the stark, cold detention room and left alone. The only items in front of her were a water bottle and a crumpled packet of crackers on the table. Hours passed, but no one came to question her. The silence weighed on her like a heavy fog, thick and suffocating. She cradled her head in her trembling hands, her teeth sinking into her lower lip until the metallic tang of blood seeped into her mouth. Her chest heaved with shallow breaths as she sighed repeatedly, her body refusing to give in to tears, though her heart begged for release. She wasn’t just hurt—she was in shock, too numb to fully grasp the cruel reality of the situation. Iden’s words echoed in her mind, each syllable cutting her like shards of glass. Why would he frame her? He was her husband—Iden David—so why had they called him “Mr. Ruan”? Why hadn’t he denied it? Why had he stood there and condemned her with such conviction? Questions swirled violently in her mind, one crashing into the next, li
She, His Enigma Shattered Trust
It had been weeks since Ellaya woke up. Though her physical injuries were healing, she seemed to be a shadow of her former self. She had shut herself off completely, retreating into a silent world where no one could reach her. Iden never brought up Uncle Richard, and she didn’t seem inclined to talk about him either. Their unspoken agreement to avoid the topic only deepened the growing chasm between them. Iden rarely visited the hospital, but when he did, he lingered outside her door, never stepping in for more than a brief glance. The once vibrant and animated Ellaya sat on the hospital bed one sunny morning, staring out of the window. The sunlight poured in, illuminating her frail figure. She had lost so much weight that her clothes hung loosely on her, and the dark circles under her eyes revealed the sleepless nights she endured. Her hands rested idly in her lap, motionless, and her lips trembled faintly, as though she wanted to speak but had forgotten how. Iden had seen many
