ElenaI follow Alexander back down in a daze, my heart pounding. I can barely believe I just agreed to marryAlexander Kennedy.“Elena.”Sofia’s voice snaps me out of my daze and I pull my hand out of Alexander’s, unaware of when I even grabbed it.“Lucian filled me in a little on what’s been going on with you. I’ve already called the hospital and paid any outstanding fees. Don’t worry about a thing, my dear.”I pause and blink back the tears that are gathering in my eyes. She hasn’t seen my mother or me in years, yet she still goes out of her way to help us.Alexander clears his throat and sends me an inquiring look. I nod at him. Even now that my mother’s hospital fees have been taken care of, I’ll still agree to marry him. He’s right. I wouldn’t feel right letting them spend a fortune in fees without repaying them somehow. Without worrying that their generosity might run out. Marrying Alexander is an easy solution for both of us.Alexander and I take a seat, and he grabs my hand. “El
ElenaThe whole ceremony was a blur. Alexander took me to City Hall, and we walked out a few minutes later with our marriage certificate in hand. He’s nothing if not efficient. The entire process was mechanical and impersonal. I don’t know what I was expecting, but this isn’t really it.I look down at my outfit. I didn’t have time or money to buy anything special, and I don’t even own a white dress. Instead, I’m wearing black formal pants and a white blouse—my job interview outfit. It’s the nicest thing I own. Besides, I guess it’s only fitting that I wore black to start this soulless marriage with. Alexander doesn’t say a word to me as he walks back to his limousine, he’s lost in thought as much as I am.“I’m going to be busy for at least the next couple of days. Keep to our agreement: don’t interfere with my private life unnecessarily, and I won’t interfere with yours.”I nod and swallow down the lump in my throat. This feels so wrong. What have I done? What was I thinking?I shake
ElenaI walk through Alexander’s bedroom, feeling restless. He helped me pack my belongings and dropped me off before going back to work, so I’ve got at least a few hours to myself. I’m nervous as I glance at my luggage in the corner. Sharing a room with Alexander… just thinking about tonight has my heart racing.This entire space is amazing, and from now on, this’ll be home to me. It feels like a luxurious suite in a six-star hotel. He must’ve hired an interior designer to remodel everything. It’s been years since I’ve been surrounded with such sheer luxury.I pause beside his bed, my heart sinking when I notice Alexander has a photo of Jennifer and him on his nightstand. I pick it up carefully and sit down on his bed, my hands trembling. It’s been over a year since they broke up, yet he still has a photo of the two of them. Is this what he looks at before he goes to bed, is she still the first thing he sees when he wakes up?My heart constricts painfully as I put the photo back. He’
AlexanderI walk into my bedroom and pause, closing the door behind me softly. Are those my tub’s jets I hear? The closer I get, the clearer the sound gets. I walk up to the tub and see Elena’s head sticking out, her long dark hair hanging over the edge, her head tipped back. She looks so seductive.I’m about to call out her name when she moans and moves her shoulders slightly. Is she touching herself in my tub? I walk closer to her and watch her face as she pleasures herself, her eyes closed.She probably didn’t hear me walk in over the sound of the jets, and I take that moment to just watch her. She looks fucking gorgeous, her body swaying a little, as though she’s riding her own hand. I wish the fucking bubbles weren’t in the way so I could see her body. Just the sound of her has me rock hard, and I can’t help but wonder what it’ll be like when I finally get to have my little wife. Her body is all I’ve been able to think about since I’ve had my fingers inside her, and I need more.
AlexanderElena looks into my eyes, both her palms pressed to my chest, a blush coloring her beautiful face crimson.“Open them,” I say, placing her fingers over the buttons on my shirt. Elena bites down on her lip, a provocative look in her eyes. For a second I think she’ll disobey me, but then she does what I told her to.I watch her as more and more of my chest comes into view. Her breathing quickens and her hands move over my body eagerly, giving away the lust she feels. She hates how much she wants me, and I’m loving every second of it.My shirt falls open, and Elena gulps. I can’t help but grin. Everything about her is so genuine, her every reaction, every emotion displayed in her gaze.I lift her into my arms and she gasps, her arms finding their way around my neck. I carry her to my bed and place her down carefully.She looks up at me and grabs the sheets, covering herself up as best as she can. Her actions betray the nervousness behind her bravado, and I bite back a smile. I’
ElenaI walk into my mother’s new hospital room, if you can even call it that. I’m in shock as I look around. The room she’s in is huge and luxurious, resembling a hotel room instead of a hospital room, yet it has every bit of medical equipment my mother could need.I knew Alexander would take good care of her, but this is beyond my wildest expectations.“Hi, Mom,” I whisper, sitting down next to her. I glance around, my heart filling to the brim with gratefulness, happiness. She’s still here, she’s still alive. All thanks to my husband. It feels strange to even think of him that way, but that’s what he is now. My husband. I grab my mother’s hand and press a kiss to it. “I’ve missed you.”Part of me still expects her to one day smile and tell me she missed me too. It’s getting harder for me to remember the sound of her voice, the sound of her laughter.“There’s something that I’ve got to tell you,” I say carefully.Throughout the years I’ve always spoken to her the way I would if she w
ElenaI lie in bed by myself, unable to fall asleep. I don’t even know what time Alexander will be home tonight.Outside of the bedroom we don’t talk—there are no texts, no phone calls. I have no idea what his days even look like.Even now that I’m married, I fall asleep alone almost every night. My heart aches as I think of everything I wanted out of life. A happy family of my own that would be nothing like my own family. Children that would be loved beyond compare. A husband that adores me.I saved my mother’s life, but I gave up my own in return. I have no regrets. If given the choice, I’d do it all over again—but that doesn’t mean that I don’t mourn the dreams I’m giving up on. It doesn’t mean I don’t wonder what I might be missing out on.I turn around in bed, my eyes falling to Alexander’s pillow. How is it possible to experience heartbreak over something I’ve never had?The door opens and I sit up in surprise, the sheets falling to my waist. Alexander doesn’t even notice me as h
Elena“Let me see?” Sofia says.I hold my hand up excitedly, admiring my own nails.“They did a great job,” she says, and I nod. I can’t even remember the last time I was this pampered. Sofia arranged an entire spa day for the two of us. We got massages together, followed by hair and nail appointments. It’s been incredibly nice, but more than that, I’ve missed this feeling—the feeling of spending an entire day with a mother figure. There’s nothing like it.“Thank you,” I tell her.She smiles at me and shakes her head, her hand in mine. “Darling, you’re my daughter-in-law now. It’s my job to spoil you.”She brushes my hair behind my ear, a huge grin on her face. I’ve noticed that more often than not, she’s lost in thought at home, a sad expression on her face. But not today. She’s enjoyed today as much as I have.“Alec explained that you two will be staging your relationship for my father and the press? You know that won’t be easy, right?”I nod nervously. “I know,” I murmur. “But we do
Epilogue ElenaMy heart squeezes painfully as I stare at my brother on the stand, the judge passing a life sentence, his punishment the same as Jade’s and my father’s.Their trial took almost four whole years, and they nearly got away with what they did—until Alec revealed the last judge’s corruption, and a new judge was assigned, putting us back at square one. My mother’s case was practically unheard of, and that delayed their judgment even longer than I would’ve liked, but it didn’t prevent it.I glance at my husband, my heart overflowing with gratitude. Without him, my family would have gone unpunished. My mother would have died.And I? I’d have lost my reason to live.He looks at me as though he can read my mind and wraps his arm around my shoulder, offering me silent support. I drop my head to his shoulder, a bittersweet smile on my face.Mom grabs my hand and squeezes tightly, her eyes on Matthew. He’s led away, and I don’t see an ounce of remorse in his eyes. There wasn’t any
Elena“You look beautiful, honey,” Mom says, tears in her eyes. She touches my veil, straightening it for the third time. I grab her shoulders and smile at her, my heart overflowing with happiness.“So do you, Mom,” I tell her honestly. She looks amazing. It took her almost two years, but she’s walking without a cane now, and she radiates happiness. I was terrified that she’d feel like there was nothing left for her to live for, considering what she woke up to, but that hasn’t been the case at all. She’s thriving, and it’s been amazing to see her rebuild her life.“Are you ready?” she asks.I nod at her, my smile so wide that it hurts my face. “More than ever.”This time, Alec and I tried to do things right. We decided to go with a far more low-key wedding than we initially planned. We’re now having a small outdoors ceremony, with only our loved ones present. No press, no big spectacle, just us.Alec and I chose to remain engaged for a year, so I could plan our entire wedding and invo
AlexanderElena walks into the kitchen and looks at me with raised brows when she sees me standing behind the stove.“What are you doing?” she asks, her tone careful and curious.I laugh at her expression, but I can’t even blame her. On one of our dates we tried baking a pie together, and I almost burned down our entire kitchen. She’s right to be cautious.“Don’t worry,” I tell her. “I got instructions from Grandpa. You go get ready for dinner.”She glances at me suspiciously and looks back at me as she walks away to get ready for tonight’s date.Fifty-six dates. Elena and I have gone on fifty-six dates since we got back together exactly a year ago, and I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her.It took me four months to convince her to move back in with me, and in those four months, every single time that I had to take her home after a date was pure torture.I’m excited as I set the table. I’ve managed to transform our terrace into a floral sanctuary. It’s filled with white peonies,
ElenaThe way he looks at me… I’ve never seen such raw pain in his eyes. “You’re taking me home?”Alec nods and holds the door open for me. He leans in when I sit down, as though he’s about to buckle me in the way he always does, but then he pulls away. He swallows hard and takes a step back before closing the door.He’s silent as he steps into the car and leans back in his seat, covering his face with his arm, inhaling deeply.“Hey, are you okay?” I ask, suddenly worried.He pulls his arm away and nods at me, a bittersweet smile on his face. “Yes, of course.”Alec raises his hand to my face and brushes my hair aside gently. “Thank you for tonight, Elena, even though I didn’t give you much of a choice. When it comes to me, you’ve never had much of a choice—you didn’t even have a choice when you married me. I’ll respect your choices this time, Elena. I’ll do as you asked. I’ll let you go.”Fear grips me at his words. “Why? Why so suddenly?”I was convinced he was only going after me bec
AlexanderJust having her sitting next to me has my heart racing. It’s been weeks since I last touched her, and part of me thought I never would again. I didn’t think she’d ever speak to me again. For weeks, she’s been ignoring my presence at her house and every gift I’ve sent… she’s been ignoringme.“Don’t take me anywhere public.”I tighten my grip on the steering wheel and glance at her. “Why not?”She looks at me, her expression unreadable. “I don’t want people to think we got back together. I saw the speculations in the tabloids, the rumors. I want no part of it.”My heart wrenches and a sense of loss washes over me. I park the car by the side of the road and glance out my window, unsure what to do, what to say.“Are you seeing someone?” I ask, the words leaving my lips involuntarily.Elena looks at me, her eyes flashing with something I can’t quite decipher. She’s never been hard to read, but tonight she’s shutting me out.Elena turns away and opens her door, stepping out of the
ElenaI walk into my house after an incredibly long day at work and pause in the doorway, my eyes roaming over the hundreds of peonies filling the room. Mom smiles up at me, a beautiful bouquet in her hands.“Honey, if you don’t speak to him, he’ll just keep sending you flowers.”“Donate them.”We’ve been donating flowers to a different charity every day, for weeks now. Alec knows I don’t ever keep them, yet somehow new flowers appear in my house every single day. Mom denies it, but I know she’s colluding with him.I shake my head and walk towards the staircase, ignoring the flowers. How does he even know that peonies are my favorite? Was that part of his background check too?“I had the staff put the bouquets with notes on them in your bedroom,” Mom says, and I pause on the stairs. The notes… it’s the notes that always get to me.“You should’ve thrown them out.”My heart is racing as I walk into my bedroom, dozens of bouquets covering every horizontal surface in my room. I hate mysel
AlexanderI stare up at Elena’s house and lean back against my car, my eyes on her window.“Are you ever going to talk to her?”I jump in surprise, my eyes widening when Sarah walks up behind me.“You’ve been coming here every night for two weeks now. This is getting creepy, Alec.”I smile nervously. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were aware of my presence. I didn’t mean to disturb you.”I don’t even know what I’m doing here. I keep telling myself that I’ll do what’s best for her, that I’ll let her go. When she married me, she never had a choice. I want her to find her own happiness, I don’t want to hold her back and chain her to me. Yet I can’t get myself to sign the papers.Sarah smiles and leans back against my car, standing next to me. She looks up into Elena’s window the way I just did and shakes her head.“So instead of calling her, you just stand here for hours in hopes of catching a glimpse of her?”I look away and shake my head. “No… I… I don’t mean to come here, yet someho
AlexanderI’m certain I’m fucking hallucinating when I hear Elena’s laughter as I walk into the house. I stop in my tracks, my eyes closing as my stomach drops. My heart clenches painfully and I take a steadying breath.I’m almost at the stairs when I hear it again. Laughter. But this time, it’s my mother’s. I tense and turn to follow the sound toward the kitchen. My heart races with every step I take. She can’t be here. She left.My entire body is rigid as I lean against the kitchen doorway, my eyes finding her instantly. Fucking beautiful.She’s got flour in her hair and a smear of chocolate on her cheek, but she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.Her smile drops when she notices me, and she looks startled, her cheeks turning rosy. The room falls silent, and it isn’t until then that I realize my entire family is here.Lucian and my mother are standing opposite Elena, while my grandfather is standing next to her. They look guilty when they see me standing here, and my mother
AlexanderI walk into my bedroom and pause. I’ve always loved solitude, so why does this room suddenly feel so… empty?I tug on my tie and walk into my closet, my eyes pausing on the empty shelves. There are traces of her everywhere, even the faint scent of her perfume lingers. I sigh and walk toward my bed, but that just makes things worse.When I look at my bed all I can see is the way her hair spreads out on our pillows, the way she rolls toward me in her sleep, clinging onto me. I’ll never have her in my arms again.I sit down on my bed and run a hand through my hair. I grab my phone against better judgment, a photo of Elena and me staring back at me. I’m pressing a kiss to her cheek and she’s smiling, her eyes twinkling with happiness.I can’t do this. I sigh as I walk back out of my bedroom and down the stairs, needing a fucking drink. I can’t get her out of my damn mind. Everything reminds me of her. No matter where I look, there are traces of her everywhere. I see her kissing