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The Lost Bet The Unexpected Call
Elena’s POV The day was again a lazy one. She was reading Milly Johnson’s lightweight romance Birds and the Bees when her phone rang. Her old phone too had this Kenny Rogers ringtone. She wanted John to take a hint as to what she wanted, but he remained oblivious as always. She picked up the phone and said hello in a boring tone. “I can say you are getting bored.” His baritone voice made her smile. “Don’t you have work to do?” “Nah, You know I heard about a new business idea today. Its some sort of location technology. Put it on anyone’s body and bam, you can always know where they are going.” “And that’s why you have called me? Do you want my opinion whether you should invest or not? Or you wanna use it on me?” “Oh I am investing in it. I called you because I know you would be getting bored. Besides, don’t you want someone to call you from work to say that he missed you?” Her smile faded. Both of them remained silent. “Tell me, Elena. Don’t you want someone to call you from
The Lost Bet The Surprise
Author’s POVHis room was empty when he arrived. He was disappointed. Where the hell was she? The maid informed him that she was getting ready in another room.For the first time in a while, he had his room to himself, but it seemed quite empty. Her presence had become a habit. A bad habit.He got into the shower and her scent was still lingering there. He inhaled deeply before turning on the water.The surprise he had planned for her would blow her mind. He knew it.But why was he doing all this?Because deep down he was selfish and her smile was his heart’s desire. He was not in love but as long as she was with him, he knew that he will always keep her happy. Because his happiness lied in her smile.He never used to look in the mirror. He knew he was blessed with a face which could make women and men turn their heads alike. But today he stopped in front of the mirror. Should he shave? Elena gets beard burn so easily. So, he started shaving when his earlier self screamed from the mirro
The Lost Bet An Unwanted Encounter
Aslan's POVHe was in his office when he received a call. The number was not known but the caller ID said it was Derek. He picked it up.“Shoot.”“Wish I could shoot you, but Ah! Me and my wishes. I know you can’t change your ways but at least protect what’s yours.”He had no idea what Derek was talking about. “Derek, I don’t like puzzles.”“Your woman. Protect her.”“I don’t need orders from you.”“Yes, you do. Besides, she is one hell of a woman. A precious woman, huh? You know better not to leave her alone. Have you already forgotten my charming smile that can disarm women?”“She won’t give you a second glance.”“I beg to differ. Your woman, quite a slut she can be. The other day….”“Shut the fuck up, Derek, and mind your tongue. I won’t hear a word about her. She is mine; respect her and I know how to protect her from people like you and I will”“You better or I will whisk her away from under your nose.”Aslan hung up and threw the phone away, but the damn phone wouldn’t break.
The Lost Bet Is It Love?
Elena’s POVShe hurriedly took her dress from the floor and wore it. Whatever that had just passed between them wasn’t right. She wasn’t right to allow him to do this to her. Why did she think that she could help him? No one can help him. He is one hell of a weird man.She was still on the couch, thinking about what to do, when his voice boomed, “You have 15 minutes to get ready.”Elena cleaned the glass and whiskey and then went to the bedroom. Instead of going to the closet, she went to the shower and turned on the hot water. The idea was to scrub off his touch, but was it possible?She chose a teal-colored cocktail dress with a corset top. It showed enough cleavage to entice but not too slutty. The skirt was asymmetrical and it showed off just the right amount of her thighs. She half-clutched her hair, let her small curls frame her face and applied little makeup. Topping it with a nude lipstick, she was ready. Of course, there were matching shoes and handbag in her closet. She smirk
The Lost Bet The Devil's Property
Author’s POVElena made her way to the washroom and did her business but instead of going back to the party, she headed to the balcony on the opposite end. Cool breeze was flowing and it was better out here than in the inside where she was confused.Aslan’s behavior had brought back unwanted unpleasant memories. She had been quiet blind around John. She had chosen a life partner who didn’t value her; who wouldn’t think twice about insulting her, in public or in private, or wouldn’t even care about her feelings. Not that she was missing him but she was wondering how she made such a mistake?She chose him of all the men in the world and he showed her that no men can be trusted. Be it him or Aslan; all the men are same.Aslan sometimes care about her feelings, but deep down, he thinks that she is nothing but a lost bet. His behavior today was a clear indicator of his thoughts. She was not comparing them, but is Aslan better than John? He never insults her in public, always keeps a hand
The Lost Bet There Is A First Time For Everything
Elena’s POVWhen she woke up, the bed was empty. Good that he was off to work. Her body was battered. She was sore and her skin burned from all the hickeys and the bites. He was a beast.Standing in the hot shower, she thought about her life. What is she gonna do after she leaves him or he leaves her? Will there be a life? Will people recognize her from the papers? Or will she fade away into oblivion once again? The idea of somewhere peaceful and serene lighted up her eyes and sowed a seed of hope, but she knew better. The more she hopes, the more her life will be entangled. She turned off the knob and got dressed. She was famished.As she got downstairs, the aroma of fresh food made her stomach growl. She entered the kitchen to a sight which she had never expected.Aslan had an apron around his waist and was cooking. There were boiled eggs, poached eggs, omelet, pancakes, croissant which she knew was not something he could cook. Fresh hot coffee was brewing and he was squeezing orang
The Lost Bet The Irreparable Mistake
Aslan’s POVHe was in his office, passing time. He didn’t know what he would do if he go home. For the last week, her words were echoing in his head.He was planning a way to keep her and she was planning what she would do once she gets rid of him. Wow.That night when he had branded her, he knew he had been wrong. Later that night in bed, when he had slept beside her, he had seen her face in pain. He couldn’t keep his desire in control for her and might have hurt her.The morning came and he made her breakfast. He wanted to apologize and do it correctly. So, he cooked her everything. Breakfast wouldn’t be enough and he was willing to try whatever it would take. But her words broke his heart.Since then, he was avoiding her. What if she broaches the subject again? What would he do? Is there anything he could do to make her stay? What if she wants to leave him? because he is not ready to let her go yet.His thoughts were disrupted by a phone call. He answered it. “Hey, Jodi.”“Hey, m
The Lost Bet The Decision
Elena’s POV Half an hour ago They were in the limo, drinking champagne and singing loudly with Britney Spears. It was fun. Elena had never felt this alive before. Apart from Bella, she never had any friends. She was too busy building her life and than her husband’s home. In this moment, she felt truly alive. When they arrived at Lucci’s, Violet led them to the bar. The bartender was a bulky guy with a ponytail. He was as fast as lightning. Sienna flirted with him and rest of them sipped on their drinks, enjoying their to and fro cheesy lines. “So what are you girls up to tonight?” He asked when Sienna finally let him look at the others.. “Oh, our friends here have never been to a strip club. Can you believe that? So, we are here to have some fun.” Violet beamed. “What’s going on over there?” Elle pointed at a table which was more crowded than others. “Oh, it’s one of our regular customers. Comes here almost daily. Naples only performs for him. I wish I could suggest the table to
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The Lost Bet The Most-Awaited Moment
Aslan’s POVAslan couldn’t stop beaming as he stood there at the altar. He looked at his mother, she was so happy. Alicia was showing all of her teeth, smiling so much, Joanna’s kids were looking so beautiful dressed for their uncle’s marriage. Aslan adjusted his bow for the hundredth time. He knew he will be no match to Elena’s beauty, but he wanted to look good for her.Slowly the music started and one by one the bridesmaids started pouring in. Bella came next as she was the maid of honor. Then the flower girl came followed by the ring bearer. He was waiting for Elena, the music went on but she didn’t come. His heart was beating fast now. God, where is she? Is she alright? What’s going on?Breathing was getting difficult. Ian came running inside and informed that Elena had not arrived. His men started figuring out what was going on. Her destined driver was not picking the phone. Aslan was growing restless. The murmur of the crowd turned into chattering. He was about to leave the al
The Lost Bet The Groom and Bridal Party
Aslan’s POVThe first thing he did when he woke up was to order flowers for his wife. He did his morning routine, worked out, shaved, got a massage, and then his friends arrived in his room. Elena had stayed at Elle’s place last night. He was already missing her. A night without her was a punishment.His friends got busy in helping him getting ready. The photographer recorded everything. Finally they made their way towards the cars. He was not just walking out of his house, but he was walking out of his old life to a new one, one he had never believed would be looking so appealing. He was walking towards the love of his life. In the arms of a goddess.He had never known that he will ever fall in love, let alone getting married. He shook his head. An age old memory visited him and he kept her face aside. He was Elena’s and he will always belong to her, and she will belong to him. It was damn sure.Elena’s POVShe was woken up by the giggling of girls. When she woke up rubbing her eyes, t
The Lost Bet The Night Before The Marriage
Author’s POVIt was the night before their wedding day. His bachelorette party was far from over. It was a strictly no- stripper party. Why? Because he had promised Elena. Elle had threatened to kill Matthew if she even suspected that a stripper was coming. The warning was more for Ian than Matthew. So, basically they were just watching some French movie and sipping on their drinks.Tomorrow, he will get married. Aslan thought. He was excited like a kid in a toy store. He couldn’t believe that he was an altogether different man a few months back and now he was smitten.Their journey reflected on his mind and he cursed himself. He had put her through hell. The night when he had branded her, made him hang his head in shame. But then he got an idea. He stood up and was going to the door, when Matthew asked, “Hey man, it’s your party.”“I have something important to do.” Aslan replied absentmindedly.“What can be more important than enjoying your last day as a bachelor?” Ian queried.“Some
The Lost Bet Can She Forgive Him?
Author’s POVAs soon as he got home, he saw her smiling face. God, if this is what married life will feel like, he couldn’t wait to get married to this beautiful woman. She came to him with open arms and he lifted her up.He nuzzled his face into her neck and placed a kiss, making her moan. Wrapping her legs around his waist, he went to the couch.She was looking for any sign of betrayal but there was none as he looked at her face in admiration.“I had no idea that such beauty could exist.” He said it out aloud.“Are you drunk?” She giggled and he wanted to drink that sound.“Maybe.” He hid his face in her bosom and took a deep breath.“How was your day?” She asked.“Busy, as always.”“I knew it. That’s why I prepared a bath for you.”“For us.”“Ok, Us. Let’s go.” She took his hand and led him to the stairs. He followed her blindly. If she would take him to hell like this, he will gladly follow her.The bathroom was filled with roses and scented candles. “Let me help you.”She took off
The Lost Bet The Lie
Elena’s POVElena was trying to persuade Aslan to do otherwise but he wasn’t listening.“I don’t want a million dollar dress.” She protested for the nth time“But I want you to have the best.”“Aslan, that designer will cost me my life as the fees for entering his boutique.”“He is my friend.”“I am not going there.”“I won’t let you buy a dress from any other place.”“Then I will get married in a burlap sack.” She crossed her arms and slumped down on the sofa.“Urggghhhhh.” He did the same beside her.“Fine, I give in.”She smiled up at him. “But I have a condition.” He added.“No.” She knew it will be something she won’t be able to put up to.“Yes. I came halfway and now it’s your turn. I will come with you to choose your dress.”“No, it’s bad luck.”“Baby, I write my own luck.”“There is a reason such an old tradition is followed. You can’t see the dress before the wedding day.”“I just want to check how it will go with my tux.”“No.”“Yes. And I am coming. And if you say
The Lost Bet The Protruding Weed
John’s POVHe came home and threw the stuff on the kitchen counter. “Mira?”No sound. He tried again. Her jacket was gone, her shoes were gone, and there was no trace of her.He had only left her half an hour ago. She wanted to cook some Indian food for him and needed a few things.He ran upstairs, into his bedroom. That’s when the shock hit him. His safe was open and empty. The new watch he had bought was gone. A gold chain which was a symbol of his good old times, was gone.“Holy fucking shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Mira……” He screamed her name. He tried her phone. Switched off. He ran outside and took a cab. Her home was locked. She had not been there. He decided to go to police, but the thought hit him. What would he say when they will ask him the source of money? That he sold his wife? He was losing it. He had lost everything. That money was all he had. He had nothing else to survive on.Should he go to the police? Will they ask him the source of money or they will let it go? No he
The Lost Bet The Confession
Author’s POVHe was in his study, on his third stiff drink and still so much conscious. He had no idea why Elena wanted to meet his family. Could she not just live peacefully with him? Why does she want the entire package?“Because she is a good woman who understands the importance of family unlike you who doesn’t value family.” His heart scolded.“He already knows that family is nothing but a farce.” He thanked his mind for defending him.“Maybe she doesn’t think so?”“If she doesn’t, she is a fool as her family has proved him right.”He thought about her family and his anger resurfaced. They had made her cry and in return, he will make them cry. The glass shattered with the force and his hand started bleeding as the shards cut deep into his hand but he was far from feeling any pain.Elena looked at herself in the mirror. Aslan had chosen an off-white georgette dress for her. It was plain, full- sleeved, maxi dress. It’s like he wanted to cover her up. She was looking like a Britis
The Lost Bet The Promise
Author’s POVHe woke up and stretched his muscles. The beauty beside him was sleeping peacefully. There were still five minutes to his alarm. He bent down and kissed her soft lips. She moaned and his cock twitched. He removed the duvet and her perky breasts revealed themselves. He blew air on her nips and they hardened. He took it into his mouth and rolled his tongue around it. When she didn’t stir, he used his teeth and she groaned in her sleep.He took another one in his mouth and did the same.Elena knew what was going on. Almost every morning was same these days. It had been almost a week since his proposal and she had accepted it with a heavy heart.As he bit her, she couldn’t stay still. She groaned and felt his smile against her skin. Every time he touched her, she would spark up. Like his touch was a magic. She so wanted to detest him, but one touch and she knew she would melt, like she did just now, when his hands grabbed her tits, and kneaded them, and he placed open mouthed
The Lost Bet The Graveyard of Hope
Author’s POVHe saw her silent figure and tried to calm himself down. “It’s ok, Aslan, she is here. You didn’t lose her. She is right here.” He repeated to himself.But does that mean that he was not going to punish her? No way. Every mistake earns a punishment. She definitely deserves one. One that would warn her enough.Elena couldn’t dare to sleep. There was soft music playing in the car but his face kept reminding her that the night was far from over and there was something on his mind. May be a new way to punish her? But she didn’t regret running away. She had to try, even if she failed. The marriage was still a month away, she had time.After driving for more than three hours, Elena saw a distant place in the dark. It looked like a warehouse which was not even enlightened. She panicked. Is he going to kill her and leave her body here?He saw her panic. Good. She should be scared. He stopped the car at the entrance and got out. She was reluctant to accept his hand but he didn’t min
