©S A F I E CHAPTER 9 ELLE I've been 11 weeks far in my pregnancy. Morning sickness is still there and my husband having no clue about it. I am afraid that as the time drags on, it gets harder for me to confess to him.He always comes home late and it kind of ticks me off when I fall asleep before he arrives, but in the mornings he makes sure to join me at breakfast. It's been our routine now; I stay at home all day, doing paintings for my clients while he works off in the office, visiting the houses and villas we are set to renovate and sell, checking our restaurants and shops, and meeting with various people we are partners with. Gabriel shall arrive past ten at night, slip inside the comforter and cuddle me, comforting me with his warmth as I am dreaming. I know he's making so much effort to spend time with me but how I wish I could get the chance to spend a whole day with him, again. Yes; We get to see each other every day but all we say is, 'Good Night' and 'Good Morning'.
©S A F I ECHAPTER 10ELLE"Elleana"I can feel my hands getting sweaty as I felt Gabriel's presence in my back, he held up his hand to me and I take it, interlacing our fingers as I look on his eyes, "Gabe, Why are you doing this?" He gave me one of his crooked smiles and I try not to melt under his gaze.My heart is beating fast inside my chest as I hold his hands, butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I haven't felt like this in a long while. The first time I have felt this was the time when we were inside the broom cupboard, his head resting on my chest as I comfort him out of his fear. Since I had discovered that I will win him in the end and he'll have my heart in return.What a beautiful prank to make the both of us end up together.Gabriel squeeze my hand tight, refusing to answer me. Instead, he guided me further and made me sit on the pillows on the floor, a small table placed on the middle of it. He smiled once again as he settled on his place across me. The candles are fli
©S A F I E CHAPTER 11 ELLE I smiled as I sat up from the bed, stretching my limbs. I am going to tell Gabriel about the baby now that he's been finished with his meeting. No more secrets and I vowed to do that. All I know is that when I tell him about the baby, all his opinions will change and he will be delighted of the blessing we receive. I walk out of his room after wrapping myself in the green silky robes, loving how it felt against my skin. I headed for the living room and tried to find him. We are still at his penthouse, and I'm pretty glad about that. This way, he'll be comfortable with whatever I will say to him. I passed by Taylor-I mean Joe in the kitchen aisle and decided to ask him about the whereabouts of my dear husband instead of getting lost in this modern cave. I take a seat beside Joe and stared at the sandwich he is preparing for himself. He silently spread some jam on it, before taking some peanut butter, his stance nervous. "Hello, Joe..." I smiled at h
©S A F I E CHAPTER 12 GABRIELI run my hands through my hair and breathe out a sigh. A couple of nurses pass me by, looking at me with a curious gaze. I ignored them, bowing my head in frustration - I felt like I am suffocating in the very oxygen I am breathing in.I closed my eyes, biting my lip. I never meant for this to happen; I just wanted to talk to her, to make her understand and when she finally gives me the chance, worse things happen. After what felt like a million years, the door burst open and out came another doctor-which almost made me double over. Well, not because of the very reason that she's pretty but because she looks exactly like Victoria yet this girl has blonde hair and Victoria was a pure brunette. I didn't know that she has taken an interest in the medical field and dyed her hair blonde."Victoria?" I asked, still looking at the doctor as she checks the data on the board. "Victoria, what-?"She cut me off by looking up at me with those striking blue eyes
©S A F I E CHAPTER 13 ELLE Beep...beep...beep...beeeeep...I sucked in a deep breath, opening my eyes. The bright light blinded me for a second and as my vision focused, I found Cherry looking at me, her expression unreadable. "What happened?” I cringed as I hear my voice, looking at the tubes that were awkwardly inserted on my arms - the sight of them making me sick in the stomach. "Why are you here?""Seriously? Are you really asking me that question? You are the one who fell off the stairs and got a concussion which is why you are here." She snapped at me, standing from her seat. "Let me get you a glass of water." My throat suddenly felt dry as I slowly process everything that has happened. "I fell off the stairs, I know but the baby....?" She looks at me, ignoring my question as she bends down to check my pulse. "How is my baby, Cherry?" She gives me a look and bowed her head."Oh, God. I know this will upset you, but I --" "Tell me!" I tried to sit up but I end up falling
© S A F I E CHAPTER 14 GABRIEL‘I miss—' I quickly erased the words, frowning down at my phone as I do not know what I shall tell Elle. Sighing in frustration, I tuck my phone inside my pocket and huffed. I stared down at the files on my hand and sigh. I've been going through the different records of the company for the third time now since I couldn’t figure out what to tell Elle. It has been four months and I guess, she wil forgive me it I ever try to reach out to her.Or is that too late now?All I want is for her to be beside me, but I need to let her go, for now. I have to make sure that she is perfectly safe in Paris before I proceed with my plan. Even though it pains me that she is not with me, I have to do this because I want everything to work out with my plan.I barely get a good night sleep for the past four months since I left for Italy. I've been staying at my childhood home near Verona as I check on the new business venture I'm starting up with the Franco's. Worki
© S A F I ECHAPTER 15GABEThe chill that went down my spine made me stop reading the papers as I stared back on the news flashing on the wide TV screen at my childhood home in Verona. The news is about Elle, waddling away next to my sister who is struggling with plastic bags on her hand as both of them ran out of the baby shop. Well, it wasn't because Elle and Neola have gone shopping is the reason why I am surprised; it was the sight of Elle's bulging stomach which she tries to hide away from the crowd. Neola ushered Elle inside the convertible and drove off in a haste.I was about to call for Joe and ask him about this when the female news reporter speak, 'As you can see, we had just witness Mrs. Elleana Cassidy West, wife of the famous businessman and owner of Greene-West Industries, Mr. Gabriel Hugo West, shopping with her husband's sister, Neola Dana West for baby's clothes. We did not hear about Mrs. West for a while and it seems that she’s been keeping us out of the box! Who
© S A F I ECHAPTER 16UNKNOWNI was shocked to see the blue convertible swerve on the side of the road, its tail making contact with the lamp post. I almost swallowed my heart as I witness all of it. Thanking the heavens because the blue convertible has managed to avoid the truck.Lucky driver.I'm pretty sure that if my mom is still alive and is here, this driver will receive an earful from a complete stranger. The driver must've been drunk out of his mind to even pay attention to the road and had bloody gotten into an accident.I pull over to the side of the road, next to the car. Breathing out a sigh, I got out and slowly draw near it. Staring inside the window of the car, I was surprised to see a very pregnant woman, her eyes closed as she bit her lip. The window is half-opened and I am thankful for that - this way he won't have any problem with oxygen. I look down, noticing the blood that is gushing down the road, coming from inside the car.Bloody Hell."Are you okay?" Nice que
©S A F I E EPILOGUE ELLE It takes a while for me to believe that what I am seeing is real, that it is not a dream I made up, a wish that I have longed for.Gabriel and I have started upon a rough path, just like any other arranged marriage would be. I hated him back when we were young but ended up infatuated, charmed. He was the bad boy who made me cry and made me hate myself though all of that changed when he and I were trapped inside a broom cupboard. From then on, I am entrapped, captivated by the innocence that is thriving inside him. I notice that this vulnerability of his can still make him love, can still make him human - and I have not been wrong to assume that.It appears to be a mistake when our parents decided to tie us up in marriage; it gave us little to no time to get to know each other's dislikes and moods. Gabriel has taken it as his personal mission to ignore my existence and proceed with his life as though nothing has changed. In my part, I have decided that th
© S A F I E CHAPTER 33 ELLE I'm sitting at the table, the minutes passed by as though it seems to drag on forever. Jacob was sleeping peacefully in his cot, unbothered by the anxiety I am feeling now. I wipe my hands as they become sweaty and cold, stretching my arms and leaning across the table. He's been away for almost an hour now, he was supposed to be here and if something did happen, I'm sure he would've called. I wait a little longer, before standing up from my seat, looking down the driveway but his car isn't there. I don't know what to presume. I called for Neola and she said that she hasn't seen him.Why? Did something wrong happen to him?I went back to the table and stared back at the baby monitor connected to Jacob's cot. I lean down, and listened; there was a rustle, and a whimper, then he gurgled, making me smile. Jacob's little noises distracted me from what is happening but I am afraid it isn't enough. The waiting is twisting my insides, driving me insane. Desp
© SAFIE CHAPTER 32 GABE I was stuck, staring at the door, imagining her body leaning on it on the other side of this room. I wanted to go back and take her in my arms and kiss all her worries away but I can't. I shouldn't. I turn on my heels and resist the temptation of running back to her. With a shake of my head, I walk down the opposite hall, pushing the button for the lift. I entered as it opens, my emotions in disarray as I waited until it descended on the parking lot. I got inside my car and momentarily stared at the space in front of me.The problem is almost solved.In a couple of hours, I can finally get my life back on track with my family. I hope Elle will accept my proposal. The thought brought a smile in my lips, I rested my head back, relaxing on my seat. I'm planning on marrying her again, and this time, I'll make sure that she will enjoy every part of it. There will be no rush and no force. It will all be her choice, her decision. If she wanted me to wear a pink
© S A F I E CHAPTER 31 GABRIELI lean my back on my seat and look in front of me. It was mid-afternoon and the jam is horrible. I'll be lucky to reach Elle's flat just before quarter to 3. I massage my forehead and sigh, not believing the misfortune that has dawned.Victoria Lint, the only heir to the Lint industry, was driven crazy of our separation three years ago. She was my best friend, a brilliant lady who loves to play with people's feeling and bully them. Victoria was my ally and I am afraid, I became bad because of her influence. Though my father did not approve her; he disliked her for she was spoiled and refuse to listen to her parents. She was a devil but I have fallen for her, or was it just an infatuation? A playground love story? I haven't realised that Victoria can be worse than she was before.When my father decided that I should marry Elle, Victoria has resulted in self - harm. She used drugs and abused herself, going to bars and overdosing. By the time she was to
©S A F I E CHAPTER 30 GABRIELI hurried down the stairs just on time to see Victoria and Elle fighting over the gun. Elle appears to have been shot previously judging by the bloodstain on her shirt. The room was dim and I couldn't make out the things as I stumbled across, my hands tight on the gun."Victoria!" She stares at me and for the slightest second and I thought she was going to come running back to me. Her eyes were filled with pain and longing as she hesitated, "Victoria please, you should stop," she stopped strangling Elle, her hands going limp on her side and she drops the gun, her gaze focused on me. This results in Elle successfully taking the gun from her grasp. "No, Victoria. Stop!" Victoria was snapped out of her trance as she lounges at Elle and looks up to me, her eyes blazing with hatred and anger. She punches Elle and hit her with the back of the gun as she takes possession of it. Victoria lets out a cry as she pressed her fingers and pull the trigger, "NO!"
©S A F I E CHAPTER 29 ELLE I glance down at my shirt. I can feel blood dripping down on the back of my head as I examine the large bruise covering my left leg. The pain in my shoulder stings and I cringe at the sight of blood that is caked up in my arms down to my hand. Groaning, I push myself up and walk, only to be pulled by the chains. I shivered at the cold contact it brought to my ankle, crouching down, I shake the chain and pulled, hopeless. I realize that I've been bound for quite some time now considering the marks the chains had made. My ankles yell in protest as I yank at the chains once again, the voice startling me "You know what? That's useless." I look down the hall, trying to locate the owner of the voice, only to see Victoria there, rocking my child. I wanted nothing but to yank her long hair and take my child from her filthy hands. I worriedly look at my baby, why is he not responding? I pulled at the chains again and hissed in pain as I collapse on the floor,
©S A F I E CHAPTER 28 GABRIELI am downright pissed. I can’t believe her timing. Victoria just loves to ruin the best moments. I've been having the time of my life as I lay there, looking at Elle, wishing about our future together and here she is, stealing the spotlight. Fucking Victoria and her schemes. I can't believe that I had once fallen in love with this girl.I am such an idiot in the past.“Joe, what is the update?” I asked as I round the corner. My hand tightens at the steering wheel as I hear him speak in the phone, his voice rough with exhaustion, 'Last we saw her lurking by the driveway back in the mansion an hour ago. Ryan tailed her but for some reasons, she disappeared. We suspect that Victoria has her eyes on Elle and Jacob since she was next seen by a couple of old ladies as she loitered by the lobby back at Two Fifty West.' There is some pause before Joe said, 'You have to take care, are you with them?'“No.' I scratch my eyebrows, glaring at the street, "I went
©S A F I E CHAPTER 27 ELLE I breathe in and out, my knees trembling from under me. I loosen my grip at the lamp but quickly tighten my hands around it as I realise that it will fall on the floor which will wake my son. I want to turn around to check Neola and Jacob but I cannot remove my eyes from Gabriel.He adjusted the cloak he is wearing, unbuttoning his shirt. His eyes are trained on me and they held me in place. My eyes lower down to his neck, sweat glistening on the base where his shoulders appear. I suck in a deep breath as I see the spatter of hair peeking out from where he had left the buttons on. I return my gaze at Gabriel to see him a very cold smile plastered on his face. He blinks before he started walking closer, his stance in a defensive one. I felt like I am suffocating as he draws in, his hand covering mind as he takes the lamp off my hand and carefully lay it on the bed, all the while looking at me.I couldn't think straight as I watch Gabriel take my other h
©S A F I E CHAPTER 26 GABE I was beyond exhausted. I haven't slept for the past week, and four hours is not enough for me yet now, I’m here, waiting inside the mansion in the outskirts of the city for Elle to come back. I guess the picture hasn’t dropped from her shelf yet. I'm not even sure if she will pull out her canvass. Maybe, Ryan didn't calculate the probability that she might paint because of sadness. But I know Elle. Art is what she uses to escape reality. It helps her live through those dark times when I have chosen to ignore her presence after my father died and I became a monster to her. Why wouldn't it help her now? With pure annoyance, I brush my hair back and sat on the rocking chair. I'm currently inside Jacob's nursery; the one I've decorated from the last few months I've been away from them, hoping that Elle would let me see my son again but with no luck, the toys remain sprawled out aimlessly on the ground as the cot remain cold because of emptiness. I a