024Eliaz's POV I couldn't remember the last time I was this happy since Alora's arrival. My grin seemed to widen with each second that passed by, and that wasn't even the best part. Amidst all of this, the real fun was yet to begin because Alora had no idea what was coming for her. By the time I was done with her, she would have no other choice than to come crawling back to me for forgiveness. She and Fredrick both.With a satisfied smile, I pushed the thoughts of my ex wife away from my mind. I was more than aware of the little thoughts that lingered, but I pushed them aside nonetheless, before taking a quick sweep of my office. Nothing has changed, except the high stack of papers in front of me. Usually, or more specifically, ever since Alora came back, my desk had been particularly empty, why? Because for some strange reason, her presence had done nothing but sweep away all potential investors away from my doorstep. Everyone wanted a piece of The Alora Henshaw. Not only w
025Alora's POV “Deep breaths, Alora.” I muttered to no one but myself. It was particularly windy outside today, and I couldn't begin to express how thankful I was for the harsh weather. Whether anyone spotted me or not, no one would be able to tell I was talking to myself and I would save myself the stress of appearing in the news again,and for all the wrong reasons too. “Deep breaths. You can do this.” I really wish I could, because right now I dnt feel like it. I didn't feel anything at all. My mood had been a mess and I'd been numb since the hullabaloo on the news. I hadn't waited to hear what the repoeter had to say before dashing into my personal library to cry, but it didn't matter. The damage had already been done and everyone saw me as a failure, all thank to Eliaz.In the last couple of days, Fredrick had been more than supporting. He checked up on me when I didn't want it, and even when I yelled at him to leave me alone, he would offer me a cup of coffee or a promis
026Alora's POV I had to have offended someone at this point. That was the only reason I could think of. Even as I watched Cynthia's smug grin widen by the second, it still didn't make sense. I was the one who had been wronged. I'd been betrayed and pushed to the curb. I was treated like trash and literally pushed to the verge of death. I was this close to jumping off the rooftop, but nothing happened. Now, five years after, and simply because I wanted those who had wronged me to suffer, just a little bit, suddenly I'm the bad person in the eyes of the universe? Make that make sense. I was literally out of options and reasons as to why mother nature was treating me this way. It wasn't even fair at this point anymore. Just one small win, and it had been accompanied by so many things going wrong alongside it. This was messed up. “Cat got your tongue, sister?” Cynthia's drawl was all it took to pull me out of my thoughts. “Don't tell me that's all it took to get you to keep qui
027Fredrick’s POV A frustrated groan slid past my lips. I pursed my lips and even counted down to ten and back again, but it didn't work. In fact, it seemed to be intensifying my anger all the more. “This is bullshit.” I hissed out loud. My glare rested on the laptop and I battled a lot of intrusive thoughts. For a quick second, I wanted to toss the damn gadget out of the window, or even stomp on it till the bits were scattered all over my office floor. As tempting as that sounded, I knew it wouldn't be forthcoming with anything good. I needed to help Alora and doing all of that wasn't going to birth anything good. After so much inner thoughts, I closer the laptop. I was going to visit it later. “Sir?” A small knock infiltrated my thoughts. I raised my head just in time to see a young man standing at the door. “Can I come in?”“Of course.” It took nothing to put myself together. “Come in.” My smile widened as he walked in. I made sure to give him a couple of minutes to hims
028Alora's POV I hated being restless, that's why I strived to do everything that would keep the emotion far away from me. It had been working for quite some time now, but I guess it was only a matter of time before whatever luck I had would wear out. What I didn't know,was that my luck was going to run out very soon, and all it took was Cynthia's visit to confirm it all. Shit. I hadn't been this ruffled up in ages. This wasn't the first time Cynthia was threatening me. We grew up together, and in a household where she believed that she had to have the best things or anything I had. I knew Cynthia was all talk and no action, but this time, it felt different. Was it the way her eyes narrowed into slits when she spoke, or the grave tone that encompassed her each and every word? Maybe it just had to do with the subtle threat she left hanging in the air before she walked out of my office. I'd watch my back if I were you. Now, it wasn't unlike Cynthia to drop threats, bu
029Alora's POV Just when I thought things couldn't get more worse, life just had to pull another fast one on me.Shit. The air was tense, with neither me nor Fredrick saying anything. The entire atmosphere was shrouded with something thick and acrid and it didn't look like it would be dissolving anytime soon. I stared at the phone in Fredrick's grip. For a moment, I was tempted to think that I was only imagining the whole thing. Maybe somewhere in between Cynthia's subtle threat, I had drifted to sleep and had started dreaming of worse, hallucinating. I blinked back a couple of times, before giving myself a punch in the air. The painful sensation that spread around that spot was all I needed to know that I wasn't dreaming. This was real. The phone call and the pictures were real. Oh good Lord. I didn't watch a lot of movies, but I'd heard stories and read things that revolved around this situation I was in. Usually, when mysterious calls came in, they always ended in…“I
030Alora's POV For the next thirty minutes or more, only one phrase repeated itself over and over in my mind. 20 million dollars. The words were painfully sharp and clear in my mind. You have two days, just two days. Experience really was the biggest bitch and one of the best teachers too. You never really could relate to something until you found yourself in a similar case or worse. Right now, I wasn't even sure where I stood, in the similar case, or worse.I wrung my fingers in front of me. I'd been doing that since the call ended, and if I was being honest, my fingers were beginning to hurt, but it couldn't even be compared to the pain that bloomed in my chest. I had no idea what it was, but I knew for sure that it had everything to do with the man sitting across from me. I wasn't the only one who had been quiet since the call ended. In fact, if there was a quiet competition, Fredrick would have won it hands down. For a moment, I was led to think that he had stopped brea
031Alora's POV Maybe I was a little extreme in the way I handled my last conversation with Fredrick. While I agreed that there were some things I shouldn't have said, I could beat my chest and say that I wasn't exactly wrong. Fredrick had caused the line by saying the things he did and acting like that, and I, on the other hand, might have ended the argument on a more extreme basis. I will arrange for a press release and notify them to not expect us together anymore. And for the money, I'll figure it out myself.My own words replayed in my head. Up until yesterday, it made a shit ton of sense and I had spent the entire night figuring out what to do. I had even told my personal assistant to schedule an interview with one of our trusted reporters in the city's news station. But now, as the day slowly ticked by, I couldn't help but wonder if I'd done the right thing. Was a press release really my best option? Right now, just three people knew about those pictures; me, Fredrick,
088Alora's POV I'd lost count of exactly how long I'd been standing here for, but there was one thing I was sure of, it was a lot. My ankle ached and my knees buckled underneath my. My feet was this close to giving way, and while crouching sounded like a good idea, it was a risk I wasn't exactly willing to take. Stay strong, Alora. I muttered more to myself than anybody else. You can do this. I'd been muttering that for a while now, but frankly, I wasn't sure i really believed it. I was exhausted. I wanted to run back to the comfort of my car, but I knew I couldn't do that. If I did, how was I going to see just what that sneaky Eliaz was up to? He'd been in the bar for the past hour now, I knew because I took record of when he'd first walked in, and he was yet to come out. I had no idea what he was even doing in there. Did he come with someone? Was he waiting for someone?.A million and one questions ran through my head,but the more I asked myself, the more confused I got
087Alora's POV I'd messed up, and Ethan's smirk grin wasn't the only indication I was getting. I felt it all around me. Up until now, it felt like I was under some kind of spell. Well, maybe that depiction wasn't exactly correct, but I'd allowed my anger and desperation to get to me, and now, I'd just shot myself in the foot. Ethan wasn't supposed to know what I'd just told him. My business was strictly meant for the court and the court only, but now, I'd just gone to spill to him, that the potential evidence I had was nowhere to be found. Way to go Alora, fucking way to go. “Can't got your tongue miss?” He called out to me. “I've never taken you to be the quiet type, but I guess it's true what the saying says; situation changes people, a lot. It's so sad to see that this is what you've been reduced to.”“I haven't been reduced to anything and you know it.” I shot back. “I'm simply just in a bad spot and…”“You've been in a bad spot since I knew you, Alora.” He cut me off.
086Alora's POV The door swung open, after what finally seemed like forever. In fact, it was forever because I had waited a long time, and by the time Ethan waltzed into the empty seat behind his desk that waa supposed to be his, it waa safe to say that he had wasted approximately two hours, if I wasn't mistaken. My eyes trailed the physique of his back as he took his sweet time getting to his chair. Like that wasn't enough, he even made a show of finally settling down. “Are you going to romanticize picking up the pens littered on your desk now?” The question had caught him off guard, but he was quick to gather the hens of his composure again. “Or are you finally going to realize that you're wasting both your time and mine?!”“Me?” He gasped slightly, but I didn't miss the skeleton of a smile making its way across his lips. “Is that what you really think? Well, I understand why you would think that though; you've been waiting for quite some time now. Unlike me, I've just clea
085Alora's POV Was I crazy? Well, we were about to find out. This wasn't going to be the first time I would think I was a little mental upstairs. I mean, if so many people had told me that, I liked to think it was true, even if it was only by a fraction. I used to get mad when I heard the word crazy being used to describe me. It ticked me off in most ways, but not anymore. Instead of always getting upset over it and all the time, I trained myself to see it as a compliment somehow and use it to better myself. If you thought about it, it was better to be referred to as the crazy lady, or crazy Laura rather than being pitied whenever your name came up. If they all thought I'd been crazy all this while, then they were about to get the biggest shock of their lives. For the second time, and more than I would actually like, I drummed my fingers against the steering wheel, anxiously waiting for the lights to turn green. It was almost the same scenario as this morning, the only diffe
084Alora's POV No. There was no way this was happening. I'd lost count of the number of times I'd said that since my move back to Los Angeles and while I could swear that the previous time I'd said that would be the last, my life has a funny way of rubbing it in my face. Over and over again. It was one thing to be hopeless, and another thing to have no sight of things turning around for you, but you still decide to hold on to that tiny piece of faith, that somehow, something good would come out of it. In case, you were doubting the latter was worse, because if life decided to pull out the rug from under your feet, then you were going to fall, hard. My ears buzzed, and even though Laura's voice echoed in my head, I refused to believe that what she'd said was true. “They're gone.” Her words swarm all around me. “The messages are gone.” While I was in prison and especially after my conversation with Laura, that was the only thing I could think about. Those messages. I knew
083Alora's POV One would think that at this point, and with everything I've been through, I would have gotten used to it by now. But no matter how much shit I've been through, I like to think that's the last. That doesn't necessarily work, and the phone call I received last night, was all the proof I needed in the world to finally understand that. I drummed my fingernails against the surface of my steering wheel. An unruly rhythm reached my ears, but I tuned them out the moment they got closer to my earlobe. On the outside, horns blared and honked at the traffic light that had been stuck at the red light for the past thirty minutes. At this point, I was beginning to think it might be a malfunction, because I had no idea what was causing the holdup. The zebra crossing in front of me was as empty as could be, so why wasn't the light changing? I sighed. If anything, it gave me some time to think. I'd sworn I wasn't going to do that too often, but life obviously had other plans
082Alora's POV I had no idea which was weird, the entire moments that led up to me fainting and waking up in the hospital, or Fredrick's weird energy. If I was being honest though, I would say it was Fredrick. I watched him from the windows in the living room as his car pulled out of the compound. I wasn't sure why, but his departure just didn't sit right with me. It sounded weird, and funny in a way. My mind went in a million directions, and so many thoughts crowded my head, but no matter how frazzled my brain was, my uncertainty didn't hint at the fact that he was probably cheating on me. It didn't. At all. For most women, that would be their first thought, but not for me. Fredrick wasn't that type of man, and he never would be. But at the same time, he had never been the kind to keep something from me. It was pretty obvious at this point. Usually, whenever he saw I was in a bad mood, he would do everything in his power to cheer me up. But throughout the drive home, he'
081Fredrick's POV The drive back home was silent. I hated it, but there was really nothing I could do about it. I wanted to speak, to try and ease out the tension that brewed in the car, but no matter how hard I tried or wanted to, I just couldn't bring myself to do anything. It just didn't feel right. I let out a sigh. I'd been doing that for the past couple of minutes now, but Alora didn't seem to complain. In fact, she hadn't reacted to anything I'd done and I would be lying if I said it didn't bother me. I snuck a glance at the woman in question. She had her head tilted towards the window, with her eyes trained on the scenery whizzing past. I knew Alora well enough to know that she wasn't staring at anything. She was looking at it, but she couldn't see anything. Even after Eliaz had left the ward, the tension that once brewed between the three of us didnt just go away. I'd stared at her for a couple of seconds, and it was obvious something was wrong . Very wrong. I was
080Alora's POV The devil really was after me, and I had all the proof I needed in the world. In fact, one of them was standing, no, sitting next to me right now. I couldn't believe my ears or eyes. The entire scenario replayed itself over and over again in my mind, but no matter how many times it did that, I just couldn't make any sense out of it. At all. “Not only do you want me to pull out from the real estate contract and everything that has to do with it, you want me to sign off a percentage of my company to you?” They were my own words, but somehow, I wanted to believe that I had a mistake. That Eliaz hadn't really just offered that bullshit as a way to help me. My eyes snapped back to the man in question. He had a sickly smile on his face and I wanted nothing more than to wipe it off his face with a slap.At first, I was worried about his threat of not leaving till he got what he wanted, but now I was just plain mad at his audacity and stupidity combined. “Get out.