Eliana's Pov I watched Noah through hooded eyes as he made calls to Val and Mia, telling them I was safe and we were on our way to the Villa. My body shivered from both the cold and the fear of bloodthirsty men who couldn't handle rejection from a girl. My body hurts from being slammed violently on the wall and my face swollen from the punches I endured.Noah had been glancing at me from the steering wheel, his grip tight as he manoeuvred the car. He was mad. Everything spelt anger. The clenching and unclenching of his jaw, the anger in his eyes, the sharp intake of breath and the death grip he had on the steering wheel.If we were in a cartoon, he would have steam coming out of his ears."I'm sorry I didn't find you earlier." He whispered loud enough for me to hear. I recognised the look on his face. Regret.I adjusted in my seat to find the position that won't hurt as much as this one did. "That's okay, I'm glad you did."I know he blamed himself because of the argument we had bein
Eliana’s PovWe left the Villa in the morning and four house later, we were back to the house, AKA prison. The bags were taken up in silence, Noah and I having nothing to say to each other. I guess it was time to go back to hating each other since the trip was over. The trip wasn’t half as bad as I thought it would it would be despite the forced proximity and tension between us , oh and the assult from those hooligans. I enjoyed myself, and I felt relaxed. A while ago, I slept without food in my stomach and now I have so much to eat. Tiana, my sister has been telling me different stories of England, her only issue being the weather. It felt nice to know she was happy without having to bother about anything, to be finally free from the demons that made her unhappy, one being my mum.I always wanted to show her I was deserving of her love, of her pride, but what I didn’t realise is that I wasn’t the one that had to prove anything. I have always been enough. I will always be enough.It
Eliana's Pov We got into the club a little late, because, who gets to the club early? I wore a sparkly black dress that hugged my curves, and barely reached my mid thigh. It showed a generous amount of cleavage. Feeling bold, I wore a pair of black heels and poured my hair down in waves. My lips were painted red and I lined my eyes, giving my face a darker and sexier look, nothing like I actually looked like. I felt bolder and more confident than I had in a long time.Bella looked the opposite of awkward in her heels as she strutted towards the bar, heads turning as she did. She had the same invincible that Noah had, attracting both men and female to her body like a sirens song.The bar man visibly swallowed as she sat in front of him, his awestruck expression like the ones on the faces of the surrounding men.Anna sat down beside her, her hands swiftly darted down to pull the hem of her short dress. It took a lot of words to convince her to come out to the club tonight. She preferr
Noah's Pov I turned the final bend, reaching my house within minutes. Eliana was already asleep, her soft snores filling the silent car. I know I promised myself not to touch her again, but she was practically begging me to. Her gown was barely leaving anything to imagination, her perfect tits practically spilling out from the material My cock pulsed. How long would I live like this? I wanted her, painfully so. But having her would open a new can of worms no one wanted to deal with. I took a deep breath and tried to calm my racing thoughts. I couldn't afford to lose control. I parked the car and gently shook Eliana awake. She stirred, blinking drowsily up at me. "We're home," I said softly, helping her out of the car. She leaned against me, her body warm and soft. I had to resist the urge to bury my face in her hair and inhale her sweet scent. I led her to her room, barely opened the door when she ran straight to the restroom, the sounds of her vomiting filled the air. I hesita
Chapter Thirty TwoEliana's Pov The rays of sun pierced through my eye lids and into my brain causing a sharp pain to return to my eye, all resulting in a mild concussion.Damn is this how hangovers feel? I always forget. God, I'm never drinking again.A groan escaped my lips as I got up suddenly, the pounding in my head increasing tenfold. I opened my eyes and almost got blinded by the light coming from my verandah. What an eyesore. Literally. I stretched my arms and legs, feeling the soreness from last night's dancing. Memories of the party flooded my mind, the laughter, the music, the drinks, and then...nothing.Wait, what happened last night?I stumbled towards the bathroom and splashed some cold water on my face. As I looked at my reflection in the mirror, memories of the night started to come back to me.Oh, right. I got drunk and made a fool of myself in front of everyone. I took my brush, placing some paste on it and starting at my reflection in the mirror.The hangover w
Eliana's Pov Through out the car ride, there was silence. Noah didn't try to strike up a conversation and neither did I. Not much was on my mind, but the silence was strangely comforting. Also watching Noah was comforting. The clenching of his jaw, the bulging of his veins in his hand on the steering wheel. It was hypnotic.He wore his shades so I was blocked from seeing his eyes. He had not a smile on his face nor a frown. Just his usual stoic expression. I tried to imagine how he would have been without the riches and without the popularity and also without the weight on his shoulders.Would he have been able to breath better?My broken phone beeped and both our attentions went to it. I couldn't really remember how it got broken. It was barely usable with ink covering most parts of the screen. It was getting old anyway.Noah turned the next U turn abruptly, going back the way we came."Wait where are we going?" I asked.He didn't reply, just kept his eyes on the road. Annoyance f
Chapter Thirty-FourNoah's povI watched her strut towards the booth, her hips swaying with each step she took, enchanting we mere mortals with her ethereal body that shone no matter what she wore.It has been no easy task to keep my eyes off her, especially the span of skin exposed after her crop top. Her cargo pants hung a bit low on her beautifully carved waist designed by God himself, or it was the devil who carved it, a waist like that was made for destruction.My destruction. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't get it out of my head. Both her waist and her.The sound of her laughter played on repeat in my mind, its similarity to a broken music player stuck on the same melody glaring.Her sweet strawberry scent, better than any cigarette or tobacco I've had the luxury of taking and more soothing than any hard drug. If I could extract her scent and turn it into a brand of cigarette, I would. Of course I won't sell it. It was mine.I planned on only being married to her for a y
Chapter Thirty-FiveNoah's Pov Eliana threw the dart on the board, trying to aim for the center or even a close part blindfolded, while I stood and watched her fail continuously for ten minutes now.She didn't want to accept the ugly reality of her defeat, and she didn't want to admit she lost to me. We each picked a booth to play, and so far I've won three while she has won two. Now she doesn't want to give up because she has to prove she's better than me at everything, apart being an asshole.Now she knows no one is better than me in everything. "Come on, Eliana. Give up. You'd win the next game. " I said, sipping on a cup of pineapple juice.She removed her blindfold and glared at me, her eyes full of fire."No way, Noah. I'm not giving up just yet. I know I can do this." She picked up another dart and got back into position, her blindfold back on and her focus solely on the board, well, as much as you can focus blindfolded.The line waiting for her seemed to get angrier after