043Eliaz's POV I hunched my back, making it a bit easier to shrink deeper into the black coat hung across my shoulders. An equally black baseball cap adorned my head and to match, I had on a nose mask that covered basically every of my facial features except my eyes. My eyes though, were on an entirely different level. With the emotions that ran through me at the moment, I was a hundred percent sure that my gaze would burn a hole through the glasses if i had decided to wear one. Plus it would be super uncomfortable. The fact that I was even dressed like this was an unwelcome surprise, and be rest assured that I wasn't going to spare the person who had recommended this to me. A frown made its way to my face as I stepped into a puddle. Despite the mask, I could still feel my anger threatening to rip the material into shreds. At a point, a thought popped into my head and I thought, what if I just took the damned thing off? What was the use anyway, it's not like anyone could see m
044Fredrick’s POV There was only so much damage control one could do to salvage a situation, and right now, it really was looking like there was nothing to be done. I wasn't one to freak out or blow things out of proportion, but believe me when I said things were bad, really bad.I ran a hand through my hair for the umpteenth time in the last minute. In the past hour, I could say I had done this very action over a million times, and while it wasn't exactly something I was proud of, I couldn't bring myself to stop. In fact, that seemed to be the only thing that was keeping me sane in all of this. I hadn't seen it coming, at all. I always heard to be stubborn as a man and not conform or bend your back when others wanted you to, especially if it put you in an uncomfortable situation. It always worked for me and I guess I might have slightly miscalculated on what the outcome was going to be. In all my life, I'd never seen such speed and accuracy. When I'd initially told the blackm
044Fredrick’s POV There was only so much damage control one could do to salvage a situation, and right now, it really was looking like there was nothing to be done. I wasn't one to freak out or blow things out of proportion, but believe me when I said things were bad, really bad.I ran a hand through my hair for the umpteenth time in the last minute. In the past hour, I could say I had done this very action over a million times, and while it wasn't exactly something I was proud of, I couldn't bring myself to stop. In fact, that seemed to be the only thing that was keeping me sane in all of this. I hadn't seen it coming, at all. I always heard to be stubborn as a man and not conform or bend your back when others wanted you to, especially if it put you in an uncomfortable situation. It always worked for me and I guess I might have slightly miscalculated on what the outcome was going to be. In all my life, I'd never seen such speed and accuracy. When I'd initially told the blackm
Fredrick’s POV It'd been hours since they last texted and hours since I heard nothing from them. What the hell was this even supposed to mean? I ran a hand through my hair, simultaneously pulling and tugging at the roots. With the rate at which I pulled and tugged, I was surprised a whole chunk of my hair hadn't fallen out by now. While my hair was one of my most liked features amongst women, Alora included, I didn't particularly care about it now. I just needed to get a response and I needed to get it now. A frustrated sigh slid past my lips as I scrolled through my phone for anything new. Nothing. Nothing new had made its way to my phone since morning and if I was being honest, it was eating me up more than I would like. I muffled back a groan. This wasn't how things were supposed to play out. Yes, I had started the morning a little bit confused, but it was worse now. I genuinely thought that by now, I would be getting to the end of this whole dilemma or at least half of i
047Alora's POV Fate worked in so many different ways, and while they always asked me to keep my head up for a silver lining, I never really quite believed it, until now. Time seemed to slow to a halt as I stared at the person in front of me. From the moment she had walked into the room, I couldn't tear my eyes away from her, and it was in a way I just couldn't put a pin to. What the hell was she doing here? That had been the only question that had been running through my mind since she walked in here. She was standing in front of me, but I just didn't want to believe it. If I was being honest, a tiny part of me wanted to punch her, or probably pinch myself just so I would know if I wasn't hallucinating or not. “Good morning, Miss Alora.” She beamed, before taking a seat on the steel chair in front of her. “How are you today?” “What?” I couldn't help but stutter as her question threw me off guard. She has asked a basic question, but when you'd been locked in a dingy room fo
048Fredrick’s POV I snagged a huge bottle from one of the shelves behind the makeshift bar. Usually, I liked to take my time before picking a bottle, because I believed whatever drink you decided to have could have an adverse effect on your mood and therefore you needed to be careful.But right now, I could very well say fuck it. With the bottle tight in my grip, I headed to the living room. The television was on and even though its volume had been tuned down to the lowest dial, I didn't bring myself to care. With what I was about to do to myself, I would be lucky if I could even see what stood in front of me. I poured myself a glass and instead of savouring it as always, I downed its content in less than a minute. Each drop that slid down my throat burned the path it followed but I didn't care less. In a way, I took it as a form of punishment for failing to save or help Alora. It'd been a couple of days since I heard from her. I hadn't seen her since the last time I visited
049Eliaz's POV My mind was heavy and I had no idea why. Or if I was being honest with myself, I had an inkling why I felt this way, I just didn't expect it to be this overwhelming. Revenge was a dish best served cold, they said and I'd believed it. Whenever I was out to get someone, those were the exact words I chanted to myself. It always fueled my morale and gave me the boost I never knew I needed so why the hell was it different this time? A small sigh slid past my lips. I'd beendling that more times than I'd liked and I didn't like it. I'd made conscious efforts to stop too, but I doubt it was working. At this point, the only solution would be to tackle the the problem from the root of it all, but how was I supposed to do that when everything had originated from one woman and I w woman alone; Alora. Doing this back and forth with seemed to be getting harder and harder by the minute. A lot of things had been going on in her life since she appeared in the business world
050Eliaz's POV I was all for cliffhangers and dramatic endings, but not when it involved me. Absolutely not. I hated that with every fiber of my being and I usually tried my level best to avoid it, but tell me how the hell I was going to avoid this. Time seemed to slow to a halt, but I e thing was constant, Cynthia's last words ringing loudly at the back of my ears. “Is that why you have those raunchy pictures of her then?” Her voice echoed with each second that passed . “tell me why you have those kind of pictures at the back of your drawer?”I didn't want to believe it, I didn't want come to the conclusion that she had really said those words, but just because I didn't believe it didn't make it any less true. She'd said it, she'd found out about my dirty secret and it was now in the open. Shit. “What's wrong Eliaz?” Her voice brought me back to the present. I winced at the sassy undertone that had made its way to her but I masked it almost instantly. “Cat got your ton
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.
079Alora's POV I hated confrontations, but if anything, I hated the very person who was about to do it all the more. My heart skipped a beat, and as I stared at the man in front of me, I allowed my head to do the math. It was going to determine which was more dangerous; the man or his words. If you asked me though, I was going to say both. An unsettling silence settled between both of us. His words echoed in my ears, and it sent goosebumps down my spine but it did nothing to calm my curiosity. When had Eliaz gotten so bold? I snuck a glance at the man in question. He stood his ground, and in the past minute, I wasn't sure he'd moved a muscle. His face looked stoic and even though I wasn't a mind reader, I could already tell he had come here just for ulterior motives. But what kind, and what was he going to be on about?A sharp throb formed at the side of my head, and I winced. Eliaz hadn't even started speaking yet and I was already feeling this tensed up. What would happen
078Alora's POV I tossed and turned, but apparently, it did nothing to ease the torture I was in. Red hot pain seared at my sides, and I found myself whimpering. A dull ache spread through the back of my head, but it did nothing to numb the frequent banging at my left and right cranium. Even though I felt all of this, I didn't find anything more strange than the fact that even though I wasn't exactly sure if I was conscious or not, I still felt like I was on the verge of dying. Shit. What the hell was going on? My question, obviously, wasn't a priority to whoever was listening, because despite my laments and silent cries, nothing changed. If anything, the pain seemed to be growing by the minute. I pressed my eyes tighter, and that was when it dawned on me that I must have my eyes closed. I wanted to open it, badly too, but I couldn't help this strange sense of fear that enveloped me. What the hell was going on? I knew what I needed to do, but it didn't make it any less dr
077Fredrick’s POV “Are you even listening to yourself?” I was furious and even that couldn't fully describe how I was feeling. One would think that with the beautiful memories I had of last night, it would transcend into the remaining parts of our lives. Alora and I had had a shitty life combined, especially her. It didn't even help that even after she'd returned for her fresh start, things were still going horribly wrong. And the worst part, it wasn't just from one person. At this point, if she already had the thought that Los Angeles was cursed and probably not the right place for her, I wouldn't even judge her. In a way, it was true, because the number of things she'd experienced in just this short period of time wasn't exactly nice. That's why I had organized that dinner for the both of us. I'd rented out her favourite restaurant just for the two of us. While the cherry on top had to be the rooftop view, I still had other activities planned out for the rest of the week. I
Alora's pov There was no way this could be happening. My ears buzzed and I felt the world around me fade away into nothing. I tried to stare at the man in front of me, but I couldn't. Instead, the more I stared, the more the colors around me blurred together, before forming a single color. Black. I blinked back, but it did nothing to return to my immediate environment. I blinked and blinked, but nothing came. What the hell was happening to me? Before I could so much as ask myself another question, Mr Donald's voice reached my ears. I'm sorry ma'am, but we'll have to pull you out. The panel wants you disqualified, effective immediately. No no no no. I wanted to scream but I couldn't bring myself to force the words out. I couldn't even see what I was and it felt like I had been transported into another universe. An idea popped up in my mind and I froze. Had I died somehow? Had the news been so shocking that I died right on the spot? My mind raced, but as I thought about I
075 Alora's POV. My mind was a reeling mess, but I tried my level best to keep it in check. I was feeling all of the emotions I could think of at the same time and it was becoming overwhelming at this point. Right now, if I could be granted one wish, it would be to disappear forever till everything was back to normal again. But I knew that couldn't happen. This wasn't a fairytale and I wasn't exactly the luckiest person alive. I sighed. With as much dexterity as I can, I slip into the suit jacket just hanging off the cost rails. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and even though I'm the picture-perfect representation of what a confident woman should look like, that's now how I feel on the inside. I'm on the verge of collapsing. Last night was a blast, and while I enjoyed it, I genuinely did not want it to end. Fredrick had taken me to one of my favorite spots in the city but that wasn't all. He had booked the entire restaurant just for the two of us. I actually thought it w
074Eliaz's POV My body ached and it was weird because I couldn't particularly pinpoint something stressful that I'd done that day. The only thing that involved stress had to do with my mind and I didn't even feel as mentally tired as compared to the physical. Maybe it was a kind of foreshadowing of what was coming. I had no idea, but whatever it was, I just needed to rest. I pushed the door open and breathed a sigh of relief the moment I was met with silence. The lights were out and I quickly put two and two together that Cynthia had gone to bed. She'd been bugging me about the whole picture issue and I wasn't sure she would want to hear that I hadn't fulfilled my part of the bargain. She was a handful. And sometimes I wondered if I had done the right thing by getting married to her. I counted to ten and once there was no sound coming from any of the rooms, I settled into the living room. I'd ordered takeout on my way back and eaten it in the car, so there was no need to star