Not long after, a tall, handsome guy with an easy smile walked toward us. His dark hair was styled perfectly, and he had the kind of effortless confidence that only comes from being comfortable in places like this.
“Ahh, here he is," Alessandro said, standing up with a grin. "This is Luca." He turned to us. "Anne, Eloise, meet my younger son, Luca." Luca gave my mom a warm smile before turning to me, his handshake firm but friendly. “Nice to finally meet you, Eloise. My dad’s been going on and on about this dinner.” I managed a polite smile, still processing everything. There was a warmth in Luca’s eyes, a friendliness that made him instantly likable. Then Luca leaned toward his father, murmuring something. Alessandro nodded, and with a slight frown, he turned to us. "Well, it seems Dino won’t be joining us today. He’s still tied up on a business trip and won’t make it back in time.” “Oh, what a shame," my mom said, sounding genuinely disappointed. "I was hoping we’d meet the whole family tonight." Alessandro shrugged, trying to brush it off. "He’ll be around soon enough. For now, let's enjoy our evening." We all settled into our seats, the soft clinking of silverware and low hum of conversation filling the air. Alessandro and Mom were chatting like they’d known each other forever, exchanging little laughs and glances that made it clear how close they’d become in such a short time. Meanwhile, Luca was sitting across from me, studying the menu, but he shot me a friendly smile when he noticed me looking. “So, Eloise,” he began, setting down the menu, “how do you feel about your mom and my dad getting together?” I hesitated, not wanting to come off as skeptical, though I couldn’t deny the mix of emotions I felt. “Well, I just want her to be happy. She deserves it.” I glanced at her, and she was laughing at something Alessandro had whispered to her. “That she does,” Luca agreed, a soft smile on his face. “My dad’s been through a lot too. It’s good to see him… you know, really smiling again.” I nodded, surprised to feel a little wave of comfort from his words. It wasn’t often I met people who seemed to actually get it. And Luca, despite his polished, billionaire background, had a warmth about him that put me at ease. “Anyway,” he said, turning back to me, “I’d better warn you about Dino before you meet him.” “Warn me?” I raised an eyebrow, feeling a mix of curiosity and caution. Luca chuckled. “He’s… well, let’s just say he’s got a bit of a reputation. He’s all business, no nonsense. Maybe a little… intense?” I forced a laugh, feeling a knot form in my stomach. It sounded all too familiar. Memories I’d tried to leave in the past started resurfacing, and I pushed them back, trying to keep my composure. “But he’s my brother,” Luca continued, oblivious to my inner turmoil. “Once you get past the hard shell, he’s a good guy.” I nodded, swallowing down my unease. “Good to know. I’ll… keep that in mind.” The food arrived shortly after, and as we dug in, the conversation flowed effortlessly. Alessandro shared stories from his travels, and Luca chimed in with tales from their family vacations and business events, making even Mom laugh. For a while, it felt… easy, almost like we were a real family already. But every so often, I’d catch Alessandro or Mom looking at each other with that spark in their eyes. *** The day after dinner, Alessandro invited us again to his house for lunch. I could tell Mom was thrilled. She spent the entire morning picking out an outfit, fussing over every detail, and asking me a dozen times if her hair looked okay. I couldn't help but smile at her excitement, even if I felt a little nervous myself. When we arrived at Alessandro's estate, I was momentarily speechless. The house was enormous, a sprawling mansion surrounded by manicured gardens, with large windows and elegant stonework that made it look like something straight out of a magazine. I hadn’t fully understood just how wealthy Alessandro was until now. We were greeted by a butler who led us through the grand entryway. My eyes roamed over the high ceilings, intricate chandeliers, and the artwork on the walls. It was a world so different from ours, and as much as I wanted to stay composed, it was hard not to feel a little out of place. Alessandro met us in the living room with a warm smile, giving Mom a quick kiss on the cheek before turning to me. “Welcome to my home, Eloise. I hope you’ll feel comfortable here.” “Thank you. It’s… beautiful,” I said, still a little in awe. We settled into the living room, sipping on drinks as Alessandro and Mom chatted. Everything seemed perfect, almost too perfect until I heard footsteps approaching from the hallway. I turned, and there he was. The guy walking toward us was tall, with dark, disheveled hair and a look of mild disinterest. It took me a second to realize who he was, but the realization hit me like a punch to the gut. Dino. My high school bully, the one who made my life miserable, now staring at me with a look of mild surprise, as if he couldn’t believe his eyes either. “Dino,” Alessandro said with a broad smile, gesturing to me and my mom. “This is Anne and her daughter, Eloise. Anne and I have been… getting to know each other quite well.” Dino’s gaze fixed on me, his expression unreadable. For a split second, I thought I saw a flicker of recognition and maybe even regret but it was gone as quickly as it appeared. “Eloise,” he said slowly, as if testing the name. “It's nice to meet you.”I managed a tight smile, trying to ignore the way my pulse was racing. “Yeah… nice.” “Nice to meet you too,” I replied coolly, keeping my tone steady. Not nice to meet you, I thought to myself, brushing aside the fact that we knew each other. Mom smiled, glancing between Dino and his father. “You look so much like your father, Dino.” She was right; there was a striking resemblance. Both shared the same intense dark eyes and a jawline that seemed carved from stone. Alessandro’s features had softened with age, but Dino… he had an edge that made him almost intimidating. Dino’s mouth curved into a small smile, as if used to hearing this comparison. “I get that a lot.” I managed a tight smile of my own, keeping my expression neutral. It was strange, sitting across from someone who had been such a painful part of my past, and watching him play the role of a polished, polite son. It was as if he had wiped out everything he’d done back then. The conversation carried on lightly b
“What? Dino Alessandro? Like Dino Dino?” Jessica’s voice practically shrieked through the phone. I sighed, flopping back onto my bed, staring at the ceiling. “Yes, Jessica. For the millionth time, Dino Dino.” Jessica, my best friend since college, was the kind of person who made life bearable. We’d bonded over late-night study sessions, caffeine-fueled breakdowns, and our mutual love of trashy rom-coms. She was fearless and fiery, the kind of person who’d storm into a professor’s office to argue over a grade without hesitation. If I ever needed a cheerleader, a therapist, or even a partner in crime, Jessica was it. Unlike me, she never let anyone walk all over her. She was bold, loud, and unapologetically herself. Exactly the kind of person I’d always wished I could be. “No freaking way,” she said, her disbelief dripping through every word. “You mean the same Dino Alessandro who wait, hold on, I need to sit down for this. Okay, go on. The same Dino who made your high school a li
The following day, I felt a soft kiss on my forehead. “Wakey, wakey...” “Mom?” I groaned, my eyes still closed. “Look who’s got an interview and is still in bed,” she teased, her voice light but pointed. “What time is it?” I mumbled, half-asleep. “It’s 8:30,” she said casually. My eyes flew open. “What?!” I bolted upright. “The interview is at nine!” “I know,” she replied, amused as she stepped back. “Which is why I’m here to make sure you’re not late. Now, hurry!” The company I was interviewing for, Prestige Global, was one of the biggest players in the PR world. Landing this job could set me on a career path I’d always dreamed of. I scrambled out of bed, my heart racing. After a record breaking shower and a messy attempt at makeup, I threw on my tailored navy blue blazer and matching trousers. My mind was buzzing, a chaotic mix of panic and self-pep talks. Grabbing my bag, I paused as I spotted the keys to my black silk car sitting on the dresser. It was the car
He began the interview, but every answer I gave felt like a battle, each question more probing than the last, I could hear his tone dripping with that infuriating mix of mockery and control he always seemed to wield so effortlessly. “What makes you fit for this job?” he asked, leaning back in his chair with a raised eyebrow, as though daring me to impress him. I took a deep breath, my hands clenched tightly in my lap. “I’m not,” I said abruptly, my voice sharper than I intended. “In fact, I’m no longer interested.” I leaned forward, my eyes locking onto his with a fire I could no longer contain. “What do you want from me, Dino?” His smirk faltered for the briefest moment before it returned, sharper this time. “I’m not sure I understand the question,” he said smoothly, closing the folder in front of him and resting his elbows on the table. “You know exactly what I mean,” I snapped,
“Do you want me to come over and pick you up? You know you can’t drive in this state,” Jess asked, her tone tinged with worry. I shook my head, even though she couldn’t see me. “No, Jess. I just need a moment to think. Everything feels complicated. I’ll calm down, eat something, and drive myself home.” “Okay, Miss Carter,” she replied in a mock-formal tone. I couldn’t help but smile a little. “You don’t even know what happened, Jess.” “Well, then enlighten me,” she said eagerly. “Spill the tea!” I sighed and leaned back against the bench. “There was this guy. Bryan. He sat next to me after I stormed out of Dino’s office.” “Bryan?” she repeated. “And?” “And… he was nice. Too nice, actually. He tried to talk to me, asked if I was okay, and even said I looked p
Dino's POV I sat in my office, staring blankly at the stack of papers in front of me. Guilt and surprise twisted in my chest as I replayed the scene of Eloise storming out. I shouldn't have done the interview. The moment I saw her name on the application, I should have stepped back, let someone else handle it. But no I had to know. I had to see her. I hissed under my breath, dragging a hand through my hair. "Stupid," I muttered, the word tasting bitter on my tongue. My fingers drummed against the desk tap, tap-tap tap, an unconscious rhythm that only stopped when I realized what I was doing. It was a habit I hadn’t thought about in years, one that took me straight back to high school. To her. I exhaled sharply, leaning back in my chair. The memory of Eloise running out of the lunch gathering the other day hit me like a slap. That was my fault too. I’d been cold, distant, maybe even smug. It was automatic, a reflex from the past. But watching her face crumble, even for a momen
Eloise’s POV I woke up to the buzz of my phone vibrating on the nightstand. Groaning, I reached for it, squinting at the bright screen. "Dear Miss Carter, we are pleased to inform you that you have been selected for the position of Executive Secretary at Prestige Global. Welcome to the team!" I blinked, reading the message twice. I got the job. I actually got the job. My emotions teetered between surprise and anxiety. How was I supposed to feel about this? Relief? Dread? A combination of both? Before I could fully process it, a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. “Morning, sunshine!” Mom chirped as she walked in uninvited, as usual. “I see you’re already up,” she added, smiling brightly as she leaned against the doorframe. “Morning, Mom,” I mumbled, sitting up and running a hand through my messy hair. She strolled in like she owned the place, well, actually she doesn't own the place, sitting on the edge of my bed. “Ready for the big talk today?” I hesitated, u
I sighed deeply, the end credits of The Godfather rolling across the screen. The movie had given me a temporary escape, but now reality was waiting.I stood and stretched, realizing I’d left my phone upstairs. I padded up the steps, my mind wandering back to the message from Prestige Global.Once in my room, I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and instinctively opened Instagram. Without much thought, I typed "Dino Alessandro" into the search bar. His profile popped up instantly blue checkmark and all.“Of course, he’s verified,” I muttered, clicking on his account.At first, I only skimmed his recent posts business photos, fancy dinners, charity events. The curated life of a rich man. But curiosity got the better of me, and I kept scrolling. And scrolling.Until I saw her.The photo was old, buried deep in his profile. Dino stood with his arm casually slung around Sandra Hill, the reigning queen of our high school back in the day. Sandra had been beautiful, popular, and as cruel as
The room spun as Alex's weight pressed down on her, his breath hot and thick with whiskey. The scent clung to him, suffocating her, making her stomach churn. Ashley squeezed her eyes shut, willing herself anywhere but here. His hands were rough, unrelenting, tearing at the fabric of her dress as if it had personally offended him. The sound of ripping filled the silence a sharp, cruel reminder of how little her resistance meant. "Alex, please," she whispered, but the words barely scraped past her throat. He ignored her. His mouth dragged over her skin, sloppy and possessive. His grip was bruising, fingers digging into her hips, his body pressed so tightly against hers that she could barely breathe. "You’re mine," he muttered against her collarbone, his voice thick with drunken arrogance. "You always will be." A tear slipped down her cheek. Ashley pushed against his chest, her hands trembling, but he barely noticed. Or maybe he did and just didn’t care. "Stop," she tried
The silence stretched between them like an invisible thread, tying them together in a strange, heavy comfort. Dino could feel the weight of the unspoken words hanging in the air, his mind running over everything that had been said—and everything that hadn’t been said. His father’s voice still echoed in his ears, the words sharp and demanding. And yet, here he was, sitting next to Eloise, as if everything was fine.As if he could just forget about the suffocating pressure from his father and the constant expectations that seemed to define his every move.Dino glanced at Eloise again. Her eyes were focused on the TV screen, but there was something in her posture—a subtle tension in the way her body was angled, her lips pressed together—that told him she wasn’t as absorbed in the show as she appeared to be.He couldn’t help but wonder what she was thinking. Was she still bothered by the way he had been distant lately? Or was she starting to understand why he had been pulling away?He did
Her chest tightened a little at his words. “I’m okay,” she said, even though that wasn’t the full truth. “I’ve had worse.” “I know,” he replied quietly. “But I still wanted to hear it from you.” For a moment, neither of them spoke. The silence between them wasn’t awkward, it was thick with unspoken things. “Where are you right now?” she asked, needing something to ground the moment. “My father’s company,” he answered. “Going over some logistics for the expansion in Paris. It’s a mess here.” “Sounds fun.” “You’d hate it,” he said with a soft chuckle. “Noisy, chaotic, and too many people trying to suck up to my father.” Eloise smirked. “Yeah, definitely not my scene.” Another pause. “Eloise,” he said, his voice a little more serious now. “Yeah?” “We’ll I can deal with all that. Let them say whatever they want, gossip fades after all. But what’s between us...” He trailed off. Her heart skipped. “What’s between us?” He didn’t answer right away. Then, quietly, he
The next morning at the office felt unusually quiet. Eloise stepped into the building with a calm demeanor, but inside, her thoughts were a swirl of noise. She hadn’t had much sleep after last night’s conversation with Dino. It had stayed with her long after he left. The way he opened up, the weight behind his words... it all echoed in her mind, making her heart ache a little. She had always known Dino carried a lot, but hearing it from him directly changed everything. She walked through the familiar halls of the office with practiced ease, offering small smiles to a few colleagues on the way, but her mind was clearly elsewhere. Her desk was just as she left it organized, clean, and oddly comforting. She placed her bag down, booted up her computer, and took a deep sip from her warm coffee. Dino was away today, handling business matters at his father’s company, so the atmosphere was notably different without him around. A part of her missed him already, and it was ridiculous, cons
The silence stretched between them like an invisible thread, tying them together in a strange, heavy comfort. Dino could feel the weight of the unspoken words hanging in the air, his mind running over everything that had been said—and everything that hadn’t been said. His father’s voice still echoed in his ears, the words sharp and demanding. And yet, here he was, sitting next to Eloise, as if everything was fine.As if he could just forget about the suffocating pressure from his father and the constant expectations that seemed to define his every move.Dino glanced at Eloise again. Her eyes were focused on the TV screen, but there was something in her posture—a subtle tension in the way her body was angled, her lips pressed together—that told him she wasn’t as absorbed in the show as she appeared to be.He couldn’t help but wonder what she was thinking. Was she still bothered by the way he had been distant lately? Or was she starting to understand why he had been pulling away?He did
Dino’s phone rang again, and he groaned, already knowing who it was. He glanced at the screen Father and sighed. With a heavy pause, he answered, his voice taking on that familiar cool, distant tone.“Yeah?”His father’s voice came through the line, clear and commanding. “Dino, I need you at the office tomorrow.”Dino rubbed the back of his neck, already feeling the tension in his shoulders rise. “What for? I thought Luca was handling things.”“He is, but I need your input on something specific. These contracts with the foreign investors... this is big. I can’t leave this to anyone else.” His father’s tone was terse, and it didn’t leave much room for argument.Dino’s eyes briefly flickered to Eloise, who had turned her attention to the television, though her posture was rigid, as though she was trying to seem casual but clearly wasn’t. He rubbed his face, fighting the wave of frustration bubbling up inside. “I’m still dealing with things here. I’ve got enough on my plate.”“Enough? It
But as much as she enjoyed this distraction, she knew she couldn’t avoid Dino forever. And she had a feeling that when she got back home, he’d be waiting. Eloise stood at the entrance of the estate, gripping the strap of her bag as she stared at the sight before her. Sandra was draped over Dino like she belonged there, her manicured fingers tracing slow, lazy circles on his chest as she laughed at something he said. Eloise swallowed hard, forcing herself to take a deep breath. You knew this would happen, she told herself. You knew she’d be here. But knowing didn’t make it any easier. Dino hadn’t noticed her yet, too caught up in whatever Sandra was saying. Or maybe... maybe he had noticed and just didn’t care. That thought stung more than she wanted to admit. She stepped further inside, her heels clicking against the floor, finally drawing their attention. Dino’s gaze snapped to her instantly, his body tensing for just a fraction of a second before his expression smoothed into
Eloise groaned, sinking deeper into the couch. “You’re impossible.”Jess grinned, completely unfazed. “And yet, you love me.” She tossed a piece of popcorn into her mouth. “So, tell me how did this even happen? One minute you and Dino are bickering like enemies, and the next, you’re tangled in the sheets?”Eloise exhaled, staring at the ceiling as the memories flooded back. The way he had looked at her. Touched her. Claimed her. She felt the heat creeping up her neck and covered her face with her hands.“Eloise,” Jess nudged her. “Details. I need details.”Eloise peeked at her through her fingers. “Jess, I’m not going to sit here and narrate my sex life to you.”Jess pouted. “But I live for this kind of gossip.” She crossed her arms. “Fine. I’ll respect your privacy—”Eloise sighed in relief.“—but at least tell me who made the first move?”Eloise hesitated before muttering, “Him.”Jess gasped dramatically. “No way! Dino is all broody and possessive, but I never took him for the act f
Eloise: Girl's hangout with Jess Then she tossed the phone to the couch immediately... Jess watched her closely, a smirk tugging at her lips. “That bad, huh?” Eloise crossed her arms and slumped back into the couch. “I don’t want to deal with it right now.” Jess hummed. “So, let me get this straight... you can spend an entire night thinking about him, but the second he reaches out, you shut down?” Eloise shot her a glare. “I am not shutting down.” Jess arched a brow. “Oh, really? Because it looks a lot like you just threw your phone like it personally offended you.” Eloise exhaled, rubbing her temples. “I just—” Before she could finish, her phone buzzed again. Jess lunged for it before Eloise could stop her. “Ooh, let’s see what he said.” “Jess, don’t—” But it was too late. Jess already had the phone in her hands, her eyes scanning the screen. Then she let out a low whistle. “Oh. Oh, girl, he’s pissed.” Eloise snatched her phone back and hesitantly looked at t