My breath caught in my throat at his words. I wasn’t sure how to respond, if I even wanted to respond. His intense gaze made it impossible to look away, and for a moment, the noise of the gala faded into the background. “Dino…” I began, trying to find the right words. “This doesn’t make any sense.” “Doesn’t it?” he asked softly, his tone laced with something I couldn’t quite place. “We’ve always had a connection, Eloise. You can deny it all you want, but I see it every time you look at me.” I shook my head, taking a small step back. “You can’t just throw money around to prove a point. That’s not how this works.” He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “It wasn’t about the money. It’s about you. I thought… maybe tonight, you’d finally see that.” I opened my mouth to reply, but before I could, the band started playing a soft waltz, signaling the start of the dances. Dino held out his hand, his expression gentle but resolute. “Dance with me, Eloise,” he said, his voice lo
As the slow tune began to fade, my mom returned to our table, glowing from her dance with Mr. Alessandro. He followed closely, his demeanor as composed as ever, yet his gaze lingered on me as he approached. “Eloise,” he said warmly, his deep voice carrying a charm that commanded attention. “You look beautiful as always.” I blinked, momentarily taken aback by his directness. “Thank you, Mr. Alessandro,” I replied, keeping my tone polite yet uncertain. His lips quirked into a small, knowing smile, and he extended a hand. “May I have this second dance?” My mom, already seated, gave me a gentle nudge and a nod of encouragement. Jessica’s eyes widened, her excitement barely concealed as she mouthed, Say yes! Feeling the weight of their stares, I placed my hand in his. “Of course.” He led me to the dance floor with the confidence of someone who had done this countless times. As the soft melody filled the room again, he guided me gracefully into a smooth waltz. “You remind me
We drove in silence, the weight of everything still hanging in the air. When we finally arrived home, Jess and I headed upstairs. "Hey, you need rest. It's been a long day," she said softly. I nodded, too tired to argue. I headed straight for the shower, letting the hot water soothe my mind for a brief moment before I wrapped myself in a towel and got into bed. Jess soon joined me after her shower, slipping into the bed beside me. I turned off the lights, trying to unwind, but my mind kept drifting back to everything that had happened. My phone rang, interrupting my thoughts. It was a call from Mom. "I'll take it," Jess said, grabbing the phone from the nightstand. She answered it quickly, her voice muffled as she spoke to Mom. I couldn’t hear their conversation, but from the tone, I could tell she was reassuring Mom that I was already asleep. I closed my eyes, letting the quiet of the room lull me into a sense of calm, grateful for Jess’s presence by my side as I drifted of
Dino’s POV The night had been a whirlwind, and now I was home, still seething over what had transpired earlier. I walked through the grand hall of our estate, frustration weighing heavily on my chest. I wasn’t sure what exactly had gone wrong until I remembered the conversation with my father at the gala. He had been adamant about the job offer, about pushing Eloise into our lives. But now, it was clear that something I hadn’t understood had shifted between us. I wasn’t blind, I could see how she was distancing herself, and it didn’t sit well with me. I was angry. And I wasn’t sure if it was directed at Eloise for pulling away, or at my father for what I now realized he might have said to her. I stormed into his study without knocking. The room was dark, lit only by the dim glow of a desk lamp. My father sat behind his large oak desk, a glass of whiskey in hand, his expression unreadable. “You’ve got a lot of nerve, you know that?” I spat, barely controlling the anger in m
Eloise’s POV Monday morning arrived with a sharp chill in the air, perfectly mirroring the tension coiled in my stomach. Prestige Global’s sleek, glass-enclosed headquarters loomed ahead, its modern architecture both intimidating and impressive. I stepped inside, clutching my bag a little tighter, determined to keep my emotions in check. Today wasn’t about Dino or the chaos of the weekend. It was about securing my future. The receptionist greeted me with a professional smile. “Good morning, Ms. Carter. Mr. Dino is expecting you. Please take the elevator to the 15th floor.” I nodded politely, my heart beating a little faster as I stepped into the elevator. The ride up felt eternal, and by the time the doors slid open, I’d steeled myself for what was to come. Dino was waiting for me in his office, his usual confidence dimmed by something more solemn. He rose from behind his desk as I entered, gesturing for me to take a seat. “Eloise,” he started, his tone polite but careful.
It was almost lunch, and the office seemed quieter than usual. Bryan had suggested we grab a bite at a restaurant nearby, but I’d refused. I wasn’t in the mood for his brand of company. As I worked through a report Charlotte had handed me, I noticed the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. The rhythm was slower than Bryan's hurried pace, more measured, familiar. I didn’t have to look up to know who it was. “Why are you still working? It’s lunch time,” Dino’s voice broke through, smooth and casual. I glanced at him, not bothering to hide my frustration. “Because I have work to do. Some of us take our jobs seriously.” Dino chuckled softly, leaning against the doorframe. “You know, you’re in the office, and yet you seem so far away. Always running away from me, Eloise.” I bit b
Jess sent a heart emoji. “Well, I’m just happy you’re handling it. If you need me to sneak into your office and ‘accidentally’ spill coffee on Bryan, just say the word." I laughed out loud. “I’ll keep that in mind." “Okay, but seriously, if you need to vent or anything, I’m here for you. Don’t let those office dramas get to you, alright?” she added with a supportive emoji. I smiled. “Thanks, Jess. I’ll be okay. It’s just a lot to take in right now.” “Anytime. You got this!” Jess sent with a fist-bump emoji. I smiled as I read Jess's last message. She always knew how to make me laugh, even if it was with her random emojis. I don’t know how she does it, but somehow she manages to pack so much emotion in just a few characters. Meanwhile, me? I stick to the basics straight to the point, like a police report. Emojis confuse me more than anything, but Jess? She’ll toss a hundred in a single message just to add some flair. I shook my head, still grinning. It’s funny how we balance
The lady sneered, crossing her arms. “Maybe next time you’ll watch where you’re going.” “What’s going on here?” a deep voice demanded. I looked up to see Dino standing in the doorway, his eyes narrowing as he took in the scene. His gaze shifted to me on the floor, my bleeding hand, and then to the lady standing above me. “She wasn’t paying attention,” the lady said, her tone suddenly defensive. “She ran into me.” Dino’s jaw tightened, his eyes dark with anger. “Is that why she’s bleeding? Because she ran into you?” The lady opened her mouth to argue, but Dino raised a hand to stop her. “Enough. Just leave. Now.” She hesitated, her eyes darting between Dino and me, before huffing and storming off. Dino knelt beside me, his expression softening. “Let me see,” he said gently. I reluctantly held out my hand, wincing as he inspected the cut. “This looks deep,” he said, his voice tight. “We need to get you to the nurse’s office.” “I’m fine,” I said, trying to push myself
Sleep didn’t come. Eloise lay on her back, staring at the ceiling, her mind tangled with thoughts she didn’t want to acknowledge. The motel room was small and dimly lit, the sound of the rain tapping lightly against the window. The storm had finally calmed, but inside her, a different kind of storm was brewing. Across the room, Dino was just as restless. He had one arm thrown over his forehead, his breathing steady but far from relaxed. The space between them felt too small, too charged, and the air was thick with words left unspoken. Minutes stretched into what felt like hours before he finally broke the silence. "You know, about last night," he said, his voice calm but intent. Eloise stiffened. She knew this conversation was inevitable, but that didn’t mean she was ready for it. "I don’t want to talk about last night," she cut in quickly. "You were drunk, c
Alessandro cleared his throat, giving them all a pointed look. “Enough bickering at the table.” Eloise sighed, shoving a bite of fruit into her mouth while Dino leaned closer, just enough to make her skin prickle. “You’re unusually quiet this morning, Carter.” She stiffened, refusing to take the bait. “I have nothing to say to you.” “Strange,” he mused, tapping his fork against his plate. “I seem to remember you having a lot to say last night.” Her fingers clenched around her fork, heat rising to her face. She knew exactly what he was doing. That stupid smirk, the teasing lilt in his voice, it was all meant to get under her skin. Before she could retort, Alessandro cleared his throat. “Now that we’re all gathered, I have an update. Anne and I need to handle some legal paperwork regarding the wedding, which means we’ll be spending most of the next few days taking care of that.”
But she didn’t close the gap. She froze, realization hitting her like a wave. What was she thinking? This was Dino. The same Dino who had driven her insane for years. The same Dino who had made a game out of her feelings. The same Dino who— Her gaze dropped to his face again, her resolve weakening. Before she could stop herself, she tilted her head slightly and pressed the lightest of pecks against his cheek. It wasn’t a kiss. Not really. Just a moment. A fleeting second of weakness that she would pretend never happened. She pulled back immediately, barely giving herself a chance to process what she had done before she stood up. Her heart was racing as she took a step toward the
She caught his arm without thinking. “Dino—” “I’m fine,” he muttered, though he was definitely swaying. Eloise rolled her eyes. “Great. Now I really do have to drag you back.” He leaned a little too close. “You don’t have to.” She ignored him, looping his arm around her shoulder and leading him away from the party. “Damn,” he murmured as they reached the Jeep. “Didn’t know you were this strong.” “Shut up and get in.” As she helped him into the passenger seat, he grinned up at her, eyes glassy but full of something unreadable. “See?” he murmured as she buckled him in. “Not so bad to hang around with, huh?” Eloise sighed.
The villa was quiet when Eloise and Dino snuck out like kids, the only sounds being the distant crash of ocean waves and the occasional rustling of palm trees. The air was warm, carrying the scent of salt and tropical flowers. It felt like the entire house was in deep sleep except for the two of them. Eloise still wasn’t sure how she let him talk her into this. Maybe it was exhaustion, maybe it was frustration, or maybe it was just easier than arguing with him. Either way, here she was sitting in the passenger seat of a Jeep, arms crossed as Dino drove them toward the party. “You’re pouting,” Dino remarked, his eyes on the road but amusement clear in his tone. “I’m not pouting,” Eloise shot back. He smirked. “Sure.” The road was quiet, the headlights slicing through the darkness. Eloise glanced out the window, watching the palm trees blur past. She didn’t know what to expect from this party, but she was sure of one thing, it wasn’t her scene. The drive wasn’t long, and soon, the
She needed to get away from him, away from whatever this was turning into. Her mind was still reeling from the kiss, from the way her body had betrayed her by not pulling away sooner. Dino exhaled sharply, watching her storm off. He wasn’t sure what he expected, but that reaction? It stung more than it should have. Just as he was about to follow her back to the Jeep, a group of young adults around their age stopped them. A guy in a floral shirt and sunglasses grinned at them. “Hey, you two, I'm Alex ,” he said. “We’re throwing a party tonight at one of the beach houses 10 p.m. You should come.” Eloise barely acknowledged them, still too focused on putting distance between herself and Dino. But Dino smirked, glancing at the guy. “Yeah? What kind of party?”
Smoothing down her sundress, she turned and walked back inside, keeping her expression neutral. “What?” Dino leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, watching her with that familiar mix of amusement and challenge. “What did Jess say about me?” Eloise scoffed, moving past him toward the fridge. “Why would she say something about you?” Dino smirked. “Because I know she was talking about me.” Eloise grabbed a cold bottle of water, twisting the cap aggressively. “You think you’re the center of every conversation?” Dino shrugged, stepping closer. “Not every conversation. Just the ones where your heart starts racing.” Eloise froze mid-sip, the bottle halfway to her lips. “You’re delusional.” Dino tilted his head, eyes scanning her face like he could read every thought. “Am I?”
His voice was softer this time, lacking its usual edge. She hesitated, her hand hovering near the door handle. “I’m sorry for earlier.” That made her pause. Slowly, she turned back to face him. Dino wasn’t smirking or throwing out some sarcastic remark. He just stood there, his expression unreadable in the dim light, but there was something in his eyes, something she couldn’t quite name. She opened her mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say. He’d never apologized before, not like this. “Okay,” she said finally, her voice quieter than she intended. Dino gave a small nod, rubbing the back of his neck like he wasn’t sure what else to do. The tension between them felt… different. Less sharp. But it was still there.
The yacht sailed smoothly across the glistening blue water, the hum of the engines blending with the rhythmic crash of waves against the hull. The sun cast a golden glow over the deck, but despite the picturesque setting, the air between Eloise and Dino remained thick with tension. Matteo, ever the entertainer, had already claimed a spot near the bar, lazily sipping a cocktail while chatting up one of the crew members. Luca had abandoned his phone for a book, flipping through the pages with an air of practiced indifference. Anne and Alessandro sat at the shaded dining area, exchanging occasional glances at the younger group, no doubt sensing the barely concealed hostility simmering between Eloise and Dino. Eloise, still at the railing, tried to focus on the vast, endless ocean instead of the irritation bubbling beneath her skin. It wasn’t just Dino’s presence, it was the way he always knew exactly how to get under her skin, as if he thrived on riling her up. She heard footsteps