“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
With her eyes shut, she sensed that every hair on her body stood on end, feeling warm and damp between her thighs. She had no mental clarity. "Laaya, push me." Ellaya heard his hushed tone. "What"? Her voice was guff. She opened her eyes and looked at the man still nibbling on her neck. "Laaya, push me, hit me, fight me, do not let me touch you, do not let me kiss you." His voice was deep and deep, he said his touch still making her leg weak. "Push me princess". He voiced again. Ellaya's body and mind were already in disarray; she did not react for even a second. She did not understand his desire for her to push him. "Didn't he want me even though he said I am beautiful? But why don't I want to push him? Why I am liking his kiss his touch everything he is doing to me".She thought. "Why?" She sounded as though she was asking herself in a low voice. His fingers found their way into her thick hair as he spoke in a low, husky voice, staring into her purple eyes. "You are someth
“I thought you were waiting for me,” he said, exiting the kitchen and heading straight to his room.The next morning, Ellaya was ready to leave the villa for rehearsals, but Iden was nowhere to be found. Lily informed her that he had left early in the morning and that someone would come to drive her to the set."Good morning, Miss Stone. Are you ready?" James greeted her.She was sitting in the living room holding a magazine, waiting for him. She gave a nod and got up to go.It felt like Ellaya's life had become a time machine in just two days. She was so busy getting ready for the event that she did not even have time to visit her own crew. Every day James had been taking her to the hotel and villa, and she had not seen Iden in two days. James was taking care of her needs. Returning to the villa as usual after eating and taking a bath, Ellaya collapsed onto her bed, exhausted, but her thoughts kept returning to him. Taking out her phone, she called him, but after several rings, he
Everyone's attention was drawn to Ellaya when she arrived at the party wearing a black gown that hung down to her ankles and revealed her long leg through a slit in it. She was a stunning woman in addition to being a star. It had been a while since she had seen her crew members, they welcomed her. The celebration was in full swing, and drinks were being served. With Eva, she sat on the couch and drank her soft drink."Where is Mia, Eva?" Ellaya enquired while surveying her surroundings.Eva said, sipping her drink, "She has a date tonight.""Date, who? With a hopeful expression, she asked, hoping it was not the man she was envisioning. "I am not sure if the man who visited her every day is the same one.""Iden is what you mean." she asked with scowl."Yes, Eva gave a nod."A burning question tormented her: "Why the hell am I feeling this way? Forcing me to feel this way, who the hell is he? She was so furious that she wanted to give him a black eye. "Ellaya, could you please tell me
As Ellaya entered the villa, she gasped in shock and peered at the man seated in the living room with his head bowed, his elbow resting on his thighs, and his head in his hands. He appeared feral, akin to a lion with wounds. He got up and approached her slowly; his hair was disheveled, his coat was thrown on the floor, his shirt buttons were broken, and he was sheeting. His eyes were red and his nose was fanned.Her heart raced at the sound of his slow steps, her palms perspired, and her legs remained planted. 'He said he was only an assistant, but his aura was that of a king. He said, "You are a queen, Ellaya; I am a slave," but I feel as if he is a king and I am a bird in his cage. Why am I feeling this way when he is near me?' She stared at his irate face, lost in contemplation.Bringing her out of her trance, he grabbed her arm, spun her around, and caged her between the wall and his arms. "Ellaya, stay away from him", he commanded in a deep, fierce voice. After a brief pause, sh
"Oh, come on, Laaya. How long are you going to ignore me?" She went into the kitchen, and Iden trailed behind. Sitting on the kitchen island chair, she waited for Lily to bring her coffee and breakfast without saying word to him or even looking at him. He sat across from her as well. Lily placed her breakfast and coffee on the table. Ellaya scowled, her lips turning downward as she looked at the coffee. The word sorry floated over the coffee, and ketchup was used to draw a smile on the sandwich. She lifted her head and gave Lily a glare. Lily bent her head and glanced at Iden. Ellaya understood whose craft it was. She got up and walked out without taking a sip of her coffee or a bite of her breakfast. Iden got up as well and trailed behind her. Lina and Lily were staring at them as if they were the weirdest people ever to walk the planet.She sat in the car and gave James the order to drive, but Iden sat down next to her before he could revved the engine."Ain't you accompanying M
Without taking her eyes off of him, Ellaya managed to break free from him she stepped back, averting her gaze from Iden again, before turning to open the door as Austin stood grinning and holding a bouquet. Iden glanced at him and then at Ellaya, furrowing his brows and puckering his lips before turning and walking away.Austin brought Ellaya a bouquet, which she put in a vase before going outside with him. "Who was that man?" While seated in the driver's seat, Austin inquired."He is Mr. Raun's assistant". She answered while glancing at his room's window.He gave her a frown but said nothing. "What is wrong?". She asked, flinching her eyes at him."Somewhere, I think I may have seen him?""Where?""I am not sure, I mean I cannot recall right now, let's go and forget about him". He cranked the engine and made no further attempt to bring up the subject.She was greeted by the group of hotel's managers and all of his hotel employees in an upscale hotel." Welcome, Miss Stone, we ar
"What" he gripped her tighter "Ellaya, this is the first time someone has touched you, which is why you are feeling this way. It is fine, everything will be fine; you will get used to it." He held her face and attempted to kiss her, but was thrown to the ground before he could even do so.Iden took hold of his color, pulled him, and punched him once more.HOW. DARE. YOU. MOTHER. FUCKER . Kapow, he struck him, furious.Austin regained consciousness after a moment and struck him in the chest, causing him to stumble back. As Iden's shadow bodyguard pointed their gun at Austin from a distance, he lifted his eyebrows and motioned for them to stay out of his way. Austine charged him once more, grinning and wiping the blood from his lower lip, but Iden blocked the blow and struck instead. "Did you not hear what she said?" KAPOW"She does not want you to touch her you mother fucker" . KAPOW"She does not want to marry you a fucking bastard". KAPOW"How the fuck you dare touch her, you fucki
Kaito, intense and focused, delivered the chilling report to Iden in the private sanctum of their high-end nightclub. “They struck again, boss. Thirteen of our own, gone. Our ship’s under threat for the third time this month,” he revealed, his voice low but urgent, eyes darting around the dimly lit room. Iden, a formidable figure exuding authority, absorbed the news with a steely gaze. His fingers drummed rhythmically on the polished mahogany desk, a subtle sign of his simmering anger. “And our armory hit once more last night. Second time in weeks,” he mused, his jaw clenched in silent resolve, the muscles in his neck taut. Kaito’s voice cut through the tension like a knife. “Someone’s trying to undermine us while you’re away, boss. But they forget who sits beside the king.” His eyes burned with raw determination as he leaned forward, the dim light casting sharp shadows on his face. “I’ve held our ground", he fought in the shadows without a whisper to disturb his absence. The
Iden’s self-curses echoed through his mind, a storm of regret and anger. " Fuck! What was I thinking?" he murmured again She wasn't an angel fallen from grace or a broken spirit. She was the siren, the seductress, who led Leo astray, shattered his pure heart without remorse. She was like a potent drug, that ensnared deeper with each touch, and Leo, innocent and naive, became her plaything; she twisted his emotions with her enchanting ways and reveled in her power, relishing in her control over him. Leo, once vibrant and alive, fell prey to her wiles. He succumbed to her allure, losing himself in her web until he was left broken and defeated, begging for release. In the end, he found solace in death’s embrace. Iden’s thoughts churned, grappling with the pain of witnessing Leo’s tragic downfall at the hands of this beguiling enchantress. The memories of Leo’s suffering haunted him, a stark reminder of the destructive power love could wield in the wrong hands. And could kill the m
In that instant, time seemed to stand still as he drew in a deep breath, the sound of her humming washing over him like a soothing balm. With a newfound resolve, he strode purposefully towards her, his every step filled with an urgent longing.She remained lost in her own world, unaware of his approach, her sweet melody filling the air around them. And then, in a sudden whirlwind of movement, he spun her around, his grip firm yet gentle around her slender waist. The flowers she had gathered scattered around them in a graceful arc, adding to the surreal beauty of the moment.Her feet left the ground as he lifted her effortlessly, her skirt billowing around them like a flurry of petals in the wind. And then, without warning, his lips met hers in a tender yet passionate kiss, sealing their connection in a moment of pure, unbridled emotion.inside, his heart soared with love and desire, knowing that in her arms, he had found his true home.The man she waited anxiously, the man who had sha
As the day melted away into dusk, her heart smoldered with a fiery mix of anger and betrayal. Each second dragged on, a taunting reminder of the man who had abandoned her to face life’s storms alone. Despite her frustration, a flicker of unwavering trust lingered deep within her—a trust reserved for the man she cherished above all. She imagined him basking in sun-kissed escapades on distant shores, surrounded by strangers, as if she were a forgotten memory. The urge to unleash a tempest of accusations and sorrowful cries clawed at her insides, yet an invisible thread tethered her to the belief in his love. No video or photo could sway her steadfast heart from its loyalty. As twilight settled over her world, she stood on the edge of an emotional storm, torn between the agony of doubt and the enduring flame of love for a man whose shadow now loomed large over her fractured heart. Refusing to dwell on the same thoughts and act like a damsel in distress, she decided to do somethin
"What have you done?" Iden's voice rumbled low, his fist crashing onto the dining table with a resounding boom that silenced the entire restaurant. The mask of calm he habitually wore cracked, revealing a storm of emotions beneath. His brows knitted tightly, eyes flashing with intense fury, and the creases on his forehead etched deep with seething rage. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you hadn’t told her about the trip,” Annabell’s voice quivered with regret, her eyes darting around the room as if seeking an escape. “I really am sorry.” "Why did you have to call her?" His voice rumbled, resounding through the restaurant and capturing the attention of everyone present. Ignoring the curious glances, he focused solely on the repercussions of her actions. Emotions clashed on his face—anger sparking like lightning in his eyes. "Pay close attention. You stay away from her. Understand?" Leaning in, his words were sharp as his breath lingered heavily between them. His gaze penetrated hers with
Two months had passed, and Iden was still away. Each morning, the alarm’s harsh beep signaled another day of solitude for Ellaya. She moved through her routine mechanically—fixing breakfast, tidying up, and doing laundry—accompanied only by the hum of the washing machine and the clatter of dishes. The once vibrant house now echoed with silence, a stark contrast to the lively conversations and laughter it once held. Opening the store, Ellaya sighed heavily, realizing it was time to restock. With Iden’s absence came the absence of funds, forcing her to dip into her savings. An anxious frown creased her brow as she retrieved a packet of rice. It had been two days since she last cooked, but feeling her strength wane, she opted for a simple meal. Living a middle-class life for a year had been manageable, but now, the harsh reality hit her. Financial constraints forced her to be mindful of every expense. She meticulously planned the household budget, ensuring every penny was accounted f
Iden received a call from his mother last night inviting him to a family dinner at one of New York's most upscale hotels. When he arrived, he realised he had been tricked again. "Mom, I told you I don’t want any of these ridiculous blind dates,” Iden said, frustration evident in his voice.The girl he met was overly made-up, wearing a dress too short to hide anything. It was clear she was there for a blind date, but her attempts to seduce him were painfully obvious. He was tired of his mother setting him up without his consent. “But why not? You’re not getting any younger. I want my grandchildren before I die,” his mother insisted. Iden was packing his luggage, talking while he folded his clothes. Blind dates and marriage when he already had a woman waiting for him. He found the whole situation absurd. "Mom, who knows if he’s already married and hiding his wife from us?” Kai, the troublemaker, chimed in. Iden shot him a glare, but it was futile. Kai was never one to be intimidate
As the weight of his thoughts bore down on him, the plush sofa sank under his burdened frame. The pulsating beats of the club reverberated through the air, a stark contrast to the storm brewing within him. Kaito’s voice cut through the haze of music, delivering news that should have ignited a spark of triumph. “We got the deal,” Kaito announced triumphantly, thrusting the signed document into Iden’s hands. The paper, a symbol of their hard-fought victory, felt heavy in Iden’s grasp. Yet, he merely glanced at it with a detached expression, the mask of indifference firmly in place as he took another sip of his drink. The amber liquid burned down his throat, but it did little to thaw the ice encasing his heart. Kaito, ever the observant friend, noticed the lack of enthusiasm. “Thinking about your high-and-mighty wife again?” he needled slyly, his eyes darting around the room, searching for a distraction from the palpable tension.The club’s patrons were a blur of movement, laughter,
In the heart of the vibrant nightclub, amidst the thumping music and animated conversations, Iden sat ensconced on a luxurious velvet sofa, a drink in hand. Neon lights danced across his face, painting it with a kaleidoscope of colors as he savored each sip, his gaze wandering over the lively crowd. In that moment, he seemed a world apart, lost in contemplation amid the pulsing energy of the room. His mind wandered to the woman drenched in rain, crouched on the cold pavement. Her eyes, brimming with worry, were searched for him, her concern piercing through the storm. He had read her message repeatedly until his phone died, unable to respond. Yesterday was their wedding anniversary. He knew how excited she was; she must have spent the entire day in the kitchen, preparing his favorite dishes and decorating their cozy home. He had plans too. He had ordered the most exquisite diamond ring in the world, custom-made just for her. He hadn’t called or wished her because he wanted to surp