‘Yeah.’ Callie giggled. ‘I was going to say sycophantic, but your word works too. And with you by my stand, he lost his arrogant air to me as well.’She grinned. ‘Now I understand why everybody likes to make friends with big shots.’‘So I’m a big shot?’‘Of course!’ Callie nodded eagerly. ‘One of the biggest I know!’Not only was he a big shot, he was also a man of his word.He promised he’d stand up for her and help her exact revenge on those who’d wronged her, and he did.‘I really can’t thank you enough,’ Callie said again, sincerely.Elias lowered his head, gazing at her. ‘I said I’ll protect you and keep you safe.’She might not remember what happened three years ago, but he would never forget it.This young woman deserved his protection for the rest of his life.Upon hearing this, Callie’s heart skipped a beat, her cheeks flushing with an alluring shade of crimson.The air was filled with the enchanting melody of a waltz, the open-air garden illuminated by the soft glow of twink
Abby’s eyes burned with resentment.Why did Callie get to have such an amazing man for a husband?Simon was oblivious to their conversation, as his gaze was fixated on Callie, who was beaming with happiness.His eyes were filled with darkness and coldness, a storm brewing behind a calm façade.The Colman family all watched Elias and Callie on the dance floor, lost in their own thoughts.But those two dancing souls seemed unaffected by anyone else’s opinions.They were completely engrossed in the enchanting melody.When the song came to an end, Callie looked at Elias and grinned. ‘How did you become such a fantastic dancer? I thought you only knew how to fight.’‘In addition to dancing, I can do plenty of other things.’ Elias’s eyes sparkled with mischief. ‘In the future, I’ll show you just how versatile I am.’Was that a promise?Callie smiled and nodded at Elias. ‘I look forward to it.’The day was perfect; she was on top of the world.Suddenly, staying here felt like a waste of time
Gripping his arm, tears streaming down her face, Callie finally burst out, ‘Elias, were you planning to hide all of this if I hadn’t noticed? Were you going to pretend as if nothing happened?’‘How can you do this?’ Her voice quivered with a mix of anger and pain.‘My body, my choice. If I say it’s nothing, then these injuries are nothing to me,’ Elias replied nonchalantly.‘How can you call this “nothing”?’ Callie’s voice wavered, her lip trembling. ‘Do you think I’m blind? This... If this isn’t something to you, then what is? You’re clearly hurt, in more than one place, yet you still came to Simon’s wedding when you should’ve been lying in a hospital bed.’‘I made a promise.’‘What?’‘I promised you that I would come, that I would be by your side, protecting you and not allowing anyone to harm you.’ A resolute gleam flickered in Elias’s eyes. ‘Once I make a promise, I always keep it.’Callie stared at him, open-mouthed.She had agreed to marry him on an impulse, and legally, she was
Callie leaned over, placing her hands on the armrest of Elias’s seat, careful not to press onto his wounds.She closed her eyes and quickly pecked him on the cheek. ‘Done.’Elias couldn’t help but chuckle at her response. ‘That’s not a kiss.’‘What? I did what you asked.’‘Maybe I wasn’t clear.’ Elias pointed to his lips. ‘I want a kiss here.’Callie almost jumped up from her seat.She had never initiated a kiss with anyone, not even with Simon.The peck just now already required her to summon up every ounce of her courage.But now, to kiss him on the lips!Callie gripped the edge of her seat, fidgeting.Elias gazed at her with calm anticipation, his eyes fixed on her beet-red face.He was eager to see how she would act. ‘Bunny, I’m waiting. And while I wait, I might be bleeding out. Who knows, maybe I’ll—’Before Elias could finish, Callie pressed her lips against his.Soft and fragrant, her lips held a captivating allure and smelled faintly of champagne.Callie had intended for a br
Dozens of pairs of eyes fell on Callie, who was making quite an entrance in the captivating red dress instead of her usual white lab coat.Their voices were not particularly loud, yet Callie could hear every word clearly.Her heart raced, and a faint blush coloured her cheeks.She instinctively glanced up at Elias, only to find him already looking at her.This time, Callie didn’t rush to distance herself from Elias as she had done in the past.Instead, she walked alongside him, their steps in sync.‘What’s on your mind?’ Elias inquired with great interest. ‘You are not going to hide anymore?’‘I’m done hiding,’ Callie replied with a nod. ‘Today, we attended Abby and Simon’s wedding together. Many of our colleagues were there. It won’t be long before the rest of the hospital find out about us.’‘Do you think they’ll start calling you Mrs Westwood now?’‘What?’Elias’s smile was tinged with a hint of mischief as he spoke, ‘I’ve already submitted the necessary paperwork for our marriage.
Callie repeated the doctor’s mantra in her head, determined not to let him affect her.Taking a few deep breaths, she finally managed to regain her composure.Her gaze settled on Elias’s injury, noting the haphazardly applied bandage.If Callie’s keen observation served her right, Elias had taken care of it himself—a crude attempt at best.Did he really think he could do this on his own, when some of his injuries were on his back?Moreover, sweat had caused the gauze to stick to the wounds.Callie furrowed her brows, gingerly gripping a corner of the gauze with a pair of tweezers, preparing to remove it.‘This might sting a little,’ she warned. ‘I need to clean the wound thoroughly, so brace yourself for a little discomfort.’‘All right,’ Elias replied, his tone nonchalant.With his consent, Callie proceeded with her task.Fearful of causing him pain, she carefully unravelled the adhesive gauze, going as slowly as she could.Surprisingly, Elias didn’t find it painful.Compared to the
Callie, with her medical knowledge and understanding of human anatomy, had a theoretical grasp of the physical desires between men and women.However, she had never experienced it first-hand, leaving her with limited practical knowledge.As their lips locked in a passionate kiss, the ward door swung open, shattering the moment.‘Oops, sorry, Callie. I forgot to bring this,’ Wendy began, realising she had chosen the worst possible moment to interrupt.Elias and Callie abruptly separated, but their ragged breaths and lingering blushes betrayed their heated encounter.Wendy couldn’t decide whether to advance or retreat. ‘Um... Should I come back later?’While she was rooting for Callie to find a better man to get over the pains of her previous breakup, this new relationship seemed to progress a bit too fast, even for her taste.Little did she know that Callie and Elias had already taken their vows, an unexpected revelation that would leave her jaw hanging wide open.Callie’s face burned
Relieved, Callie prepared to release a sigh, but Elias gently turned her body to face him, their forms now pressed together.‘Bunny, why are you keeping yourself so far away?’ Elias grinned, mischief dancing in his eyes. ‘You scared I’m gonna gobble you up?’‘Elias, quit playing around and get some sleep,’ Callie admonished, her tone serious.Elias knew she was just worried about him.‘All right,’ he said with a smile. ‘But don’t curl up at the edge. I don’t want you to fall off the bed.’Before she could say anything, he added, ‘Don’t worry, I won’t do anything you’re not ready for.’Callie relaxed fractionally.Slowly and cautiously, she wriggled back towards him.True to his word, Elias simply held her in his arms, respecting her boundaries.Gradually, Callie’s guard came down.Her entire body relaxed, growing warmer against Elias’s comforting presence.Afraid of the cold, she snuggled up closer to Elias, who was radiating heat like a furnace.Drifting into sleep, she wrapped both
Callie, weakened but resilient, looked up as Elias entered the ward.A soft smile played on her lips despite the pain that lingered in her eyes. ‘I was wondering where you disappeared off to.’Elias took a moment to absorb the sight of her, the woman he loved, fighting her way back to health.The bandages on her abdomen marked the physical toll of the recent events, but the warmth in her eyes brought a sense of calm to Elias’s troubled soul.‘Hey, Bunny,’ Elias greeted, his smile genuine as he approached her bedside.He gently took her hand, mindful of her injuries. ‘How are you feeling?’Callie’s eyes sparkled with gratitude. ‘Getting there. The doctors say I’ll make a full recovery with time.’Elias nodded, his heart heavy with the weight of recent events. ‘There’s something I need to tell you.’As Elias shared the shocking truth about General Conway’s betrayal and the revelation about his parents’ deaths, Callie’s expression shifted from concern to disbelief and, ultimately, sorrow
Callie felt herself falling into his trap, struggling to maintain a hardened heart as his doting gaze softened her resolve.‘Callie, you’re my wife. We are supposed to share a bed,’ his voice, deep and intoxicating, whispered in her ear.He embraced her tightly, a possessive need evident in his hold.‘Callie, I want you to love me like before. I lied to protect you. But now I realise I was wrong. I promise, no more lies. Please, at least don’t ignore me. It breaks me...’ His eyes, full of affection, revealed vulnerability.Elias, usually so strong, trembled in his plea.His voice carried a hint of regret. ‘I messed up, and damn it, I know it. Are you willing to forgive me?’Callie sighed. ‘Elias, just promise not to pull something like this again.’‘I won’t hurt you with lies anymore,’ he vowed.‘No more lies, Elias. Not even one,’ she declared.‘I swear.’ To seal his promise, he planted kisses on her forehead, eyes, and nose, soothing her turmoil.Dylan’s knock shattered Elias’s plan
Callie drifted in and out of a dream-laden slumber, the ebb and flow of consciousness gently pulling her into the waking world.The enticing fragrance of chicken soup teased her senses, coaxing her from the depths of sleep.Elias had returned, a culinary saviour armed with a thermos of steaming chicken soup. ‘I used the mess hall kitchen to make this for you,’ he announced with a quiet pride.Drawing in a deep breath, Callie’s stomach couldn’t contain its eagerness, emitting a low growl that echoed through the room.‘Callie, tell me, what’s that sound?’ His question, though not a direct accusation, draped her in a blanket of embarrassment.‘Ahem!’ Callie, determined to maintain her composure, responded with a feigned nonchalance.‘I didn’t hear any sound,’ she declared, though the rumblings from her stomach suggested otherwise.She fought to suppress the impending growl, hoping Elias wouldn’t witness this audible betrayal.‘No sound?’ Elias’s raised brow and assertive tone exposed her
Elias’s eyes snapped open the moment he heard someone coughing.He sat bolt upright in the chair and turned towards Callie.Her eyes were open.‘Callie! You are awake!’In a haze, Callie recognised Elias’s voice.Struggling, she forced her eyes open, greeted by the familiar sight of a white ceiling—a hospital room.Elias’s hand held hers, his calloused palm brushing against her skin.‘Elias,’ she whispered weakly, her eyes glistening with tears.Her voice, frail, held a hint of disbelief. ‘Am I still dreaming?’The last she knew, Elias was in custody.The Elias before her now felt like a dream, and she doubted her reality.Elias, red-eyed and exhausted, held her hands tightly, reassuring her, ‘Bunny, what are you talking about? Of course I’m real.’Callie sighed. ‘Good…’Relieved, she closed her eyes, slipping back into sleep.‘Callie!’ Elias’s heart skipped a beat, fear gnawing at him.He rushed outside, calling for Jamison and the medical team. ‘Quick, take a look at her. She woke u
The puzzle of Mindy’s escape persisted, leaving Dylan in the dark, grappling with the mystery that allowed her to slip away undetected.A knock came on the door.‘Come in.’Dwight entered, settling gracefully into a chair opposite Dylan.He produced a pack of cigarettes, extending it toward Dylan.Dylan accepted it, extracting a cigarette, igniting it with a flick of his lighter, and indulging in the smoke that soon enveloped the room.Dwight, sensing Dylan’s foul mood, asked, ‘General Sheppard, not in the best spirits today?’Dylan retorted, ‘Aren’t you in the same boat?’A subtle smile played on Dwight’s lips as he selected a cigarette from the pack.His slender fingers expertly lit it, the room filling with the fragrance of tobacco and a haze of smoke.‘Any updates on Mindy?’‘Not yet,’ Dylan replied after a brief pause. ‘Which is a problem for you. That woman is more cunning than her father. I think she’s the one behind your assassination plot, not Carl. By the way, when do you pl
‘I planned everything single-handedly. This has nothing to do with my daughter Mindy,’ Carl pleaded. ‘I only had her run a few errands for me. She didn’t know what she was doing.’‘Do you think your excuse is convincing?’ Dwight retorted. ‘Mindy isn’t seven years old. She’s twenty-seven, an adult fully responsible for her own actions.’Dylan, acting on Dwight’s orders, directed his subordinates to arrest Mindy and release Elias.Carl, comprehending the depth of his miscalculations, lashed out at Dylan.He felt betrayed by the very person he trusted.‘Dylan, you ungrateful scoundrel! I trusted you so much, yet you did this to me! You even took advantage of my daughter. You are going to hell for this!’ Carl screamed, blaming Dylan for their downfall.Dylan was unfazed.Nothing Carl said mattered, not any more.Dylan exchanged a look with Dwight; there would be time to celebrate later.However, their joy was short-lived.About twenty minutes later, a soldier returned, reporting that they
Inga was supposed to be dead, but Dylan assured him that he’d killed her, even brought back her charred corpse.And the witness secured by Mindy couldn’t be Inga.Dylan must have made the switch.Carl was right to suspect him; his protégé had betrayed him.Carl glared resentfully at Dylan, at the culprit who crushed his dream of presidency.Dylan leaned against the wall, hands in pockets, unfazed.‘Dylan!’ Carl bellowed.The general seemed to have aged in a matter of minutes.Dylan gave him a mischievous smile. ‘Did I do something wrong, General Conway?’‘You—’ Carl yelled, ready to tear into Dylan for the betrayal.But glancing around the room, he halted.Others were present—Harriet, Dwight, and the three cabinet ministers.To reprimand Dylan would be akin to admitting to his own crimes.Fury painted his face as he contemplated his next move.Dwight glanced at Carl.The situation resembled a chess game, with Carl in the inferior position.He should sense his disadvantage, understandi
Carl waited in his office, too worked up to sit still.A knock on the door, and then Mindy entered. ‘Dad, it’s done. We have the witness and evidence. Everything will unfold just as you want.’Joy sparkled in Carl’s eyes, grateful for his daughter’s assistance. ‘Good, Mindy. Get Dylan here immediately. I want Elias’s trial to begin ASAP.’Mindy nodded, a wicked smile on her face, and left to find Dylan.She brought Natee along, with the woman’s face veiled to conceal her identity.Meeting Dylan, Mindy relayed Carl’s instructions.Dylan’s eyes lingered on her earlobes, adorned with the pink pearl earrings. ‘You did an excellent job. Your dad is right to be proud of you. I am, too.’Mindy shrugged. ‘It was easy.’Dylan shifted his focus to Natee. ‘Mindy, go get changed. I’ll handle your witness. We’ll gather everyone in half an hour.’‘Alright!’ Mindy nodded.***The Kurtazagg border weather was frigid, and the air threatened to freeze.Dwight, draped in a wool coat, moved towards the m
But Dylan’s eyes remained ice-cold as he swiftly secured the earrings onto her earlobes. ‘Done.’Standing on her tiptoes, Mindy gave him a quick kiss on the lips. ‘Thank you.’Dylan didn’t reciprocate the kiss.He just looked at her with a smile, concealing the disgust he felt.Duty called, and Dylan left the dorm shortly after.Usually, Mindy would have been disappointed.But tonight, she had other plans—meeting the leader of Kurtazagg’s largest militant group and collecting the evidence framing Elias.Once the trial was over, Elias’s fate would be sealed, and her father would be one step closer to the presidency.Mindy shed her luxurious coat for a sleek black suit and donned a plain black mask.She examined her reflection in the mirror and noticed that the pink pearl earrings seemed a bit conspicuous.About to take them off, she remembered Dylan’s words and kept them on.These were Dylan’s gifts, and she’d wear them always.Ready, she stepped out of the dorm and found two men in bl