Her phone had probably rung for almost the 10th time and just looking at it made her nauseous. She knows that she has to answer it soon seeing the amount of text Clarke has send to her. He seems to be freaking out and without a doubt, he would throw his work away and come to her ASAP.
When he finally call for the 11th time, she picked her phone up, sighed and answer it.
“Hello?”
“Jesus Christ, El! Where the heck were you?” He sounded angry, panting in the phone and probably had ran from wherever he was to look for her.
“I am fine, Clarke. I just… I misplaced my phone. I’m okay? Are you okay?”
“No!” He raised his voice, making her flinched and push her phone away from her ear a bit.
“I am not fine, El? You didn’t answer my call since yesterday; you didn’t answer my call since this
A/N : ‘’ << This is for flashbacks kay? Because I can’t seem to find the italic button to specify the flashbacks. Other than that, with the draft that I've prepared for this books, I will probably finish this series at the end of this month. I got some other projects to focus on so be alert and God bless. Thanks 🙏🏼 Love, Diana ... "Would you like some tea, sweetheart? Or coffee?" The older lady told her. "I am fine, thank you. I'm sure I won't be long here. I'm only here to understand things from you and that's it. I have some errand to do later." She grin at El and sat across from her. "I'm not so sure you'll be able to complete your errands today. With what awaits you." El felt a cold wind brush her exposed back and the lady was making things harder for her even though she didn't even know what's the story was about. "I'm ready. I know I am." She grinned again as she replied. "Don't say I never war
0A/N: Update is completed. This chapter is done. Only a few more to go and please be patient with me. I might take some of my time to write because I want to do this right. Plus happy Diwali to those who are celebrating. God bless and have a good time reading. Love, Diana ... “Please listen to me, El. It is all a fuckin mistake. I have wronged, Alissa. I really did and that night changed me. I couldn’t forgive myself and I have hated myself since. I was intoxicated. I fucked up.” “Intoxicated? Fucked up? That’s your excuse? You don’t get to justify yourself for raping someone, Clarke! Tell me, were you charged, Clarke? D..did you take responsibility for your child?” He frowned. “Child? How the hell did you know I have a child?” Did she knows about Hope? Good God, that's a lot of stories he has to explain. Like seriously, how is El getting all this information that no one but his family would know? Then it slowly c
A/N: Edited. Just a small confession, when I write my novel, I kinda don't keep notes of the character or time setting etc so there could be some mistakes that I am sure can be rectify soon. Your helps counts too. Thank you Love, Diana. ... “Clarke? W..what are you doing here?” El ask him while being held by him with his arms around her waist Her back was leaning on his huge frame and El couldn’t help but be insanely happy just being able to see him after so long. Of course she didn’t show that to him so she tries to let her long hair covers her face by shaking her head softly. His hold on her tighten and he growl in his ear. “Ìlie mou, if I were you, I’ll shut that pretty lips of yours before it gets you into more trouble than it is.” The hair behind her neck stands straight and the warmth of his breath brought shivers down her spine. A moan almost escape her lips and she has to bit her lip to control herself. A movement
A/N: Unedited ... Patience is a virtue That’s what William Langland quote in 1360, referring to a man in search of faith. Seeing her own situation right now, that sure is a dumb thing to say, huh? El had to spend all day in the office with Clarke sitting beside her, sharing her space and used his mini laptop to work. He refused to leave her alone. Something about Matthew will come along and take that opportunity to steal her pissed him off. Does she even look like she was a damsel in distress? Once it was time to return home, El steps out with Clarke guarding her from behind and she was surprised to see a chauffeur opening the door to his car. Another guy in suits and glasses, looking like a guy in ‘man in black’ sat next to the driver seat. El just stands there. Weary of what is going on but Clarke wasted no time and lift her up without warning. She shrieked and start hitting his back when he keeps on walking dow
A/N: I'm sad. I should've uploaded this yesterday (now is 20/11/2020- 12.48am) since I haven't upload it a day before but due to getting too distracted by Rowan Atkinson, I missed the deadlines. Huhuhu. I'm so sorry guys. Here's a longer chapter for you. I think I'm ending this story by this month but no promises tho. I hate rushinga story and turn them into shit. We'll see how the story goes for now.Only 11 more chapters to go this month. Have a great time reading and God bless you always.Love, Diana...Droplets of warm water kisses her face as El stands in the middle of the shower space. She looks up, allowing the droplets to warm her whole body, keeping her mind and heart calm from whatever worries or things that have and may bother her.Her reflection on the glass door shows how skinny she has become following the month of separating with Clarke. It was not horrible but she can see her shoulder bone and how define her torso has become. Even her f
A/N: EditedThe light shining from the window pane and touching her exposed skin made her hum to a Maroon 5 song. The sound of rain hitting the roof from outside and the mirror covers by droplets of the Sunday morning made her smile as she stretches her body on the softest, comfiest sheet she has ever lay on. Her mind speaks the words as her lips vibrates to the tune.“Did you have a sweet dream, baby?”She grinned with her eyes still closed, holding her blanket tighter to her skin.“The sweetest.”The same voice chuckled at her and El can feel gentle fingers pushing her long hair behind her ear and caress her cheek.“Was I in it?”Her eyes open instantly and in a lightning speed, she crawled away from Clarke. She even pulled the comforter tighter up to her chin seeing her thigh was exposed and she w
The dinner table was very quiet. Only soft clings and clings can be heard from Martha moving the dishes and meals to the table while Edgar sat with both El and Clarke were there across from him.Edgar was staring at Clarke long and hard, a hint of anger in his gaze. He couldn’t believe how Clarke was the dark version of Daniel, an exact replica with his own twist and now, he is sitting there to have a dinner with his wife and daughter. He even tried to call Christine before that to make sure everyone is on board with the fact that his youngest daughter is getting married but like always, the brat tends to ignore him. Not really a surprise tho until she runs out of money . Which begs to differ, why she haven’t call him now?He had separated with his wife since the day he lost his business and his wealth. With the money El has kept for her mother’s foundation, he uses it as a way to keep himself alive. He was strung with guilt of course but he was desperate and
A/N: Complete but I’m still planning to add more words to this. Just stay alert from time to time. Happy reading!Love, Diana...It was in the middle of the night when El woke up all of a sudden. She found herself sleeping on top of Clarke and she couldn’t help but smile seeing how spent they were after hours of love making. His hair was a beautiful mess on the pillow and a loud snore can be heard coming from him.She giggled softly and gently move away to stand. Her bladder was bursting so she quickly slipped away from his grasp and ran to the bathroom in his shirt that felt down to her knees.After relieving herself, she headed to the bedroom, planning to continue her sleep with Clarke. Suddenly, she hears a vibration from the small cupboard near Clarke’s bed. The sound came from her phone so she picked it up and frown at the person calling her. It was Christine.What the heck is she doing calling her almost 3am?