“I am ruthless for you Mr and Ms…. And I am the Ghost means THE QUEEN UNDERWORLD” In male dominated world, Elara Thornfield who rules the world. Who makes arrogant men fall on her feet. She always solidified herself from the world. For her opponents she is a ruthless woman, the ghost who never thinks twice to kill her enemies but for her loved ones she is the kindest. Alex, who is jolly, is opposite to her personality. Loved by his peers and family. Lives an ordinary life. Crosses a path with Elara, as their bond grows in one hand, Elara starts to hunt all her enemies in the other hand. As she starts to hunt her enemies, many secrets from the past start unveiling for her. ‘Whispers Of The Thornfield Empire’ is the journey of love, romance , revenge and secrets of Elara's life. Join the journey to discover the Ghost inside the Elara.
Lihat lebih banyakThe city lights shimmered through the penthouse windows, casting soft shadows across the sleek marble floor. The air carried a faint hint of jasmine—Elara’s signature scent—mingling with the crisp night breeze slipping through the slightly open balcony doors.Elara stood by the window, a glass of wine in her hand, staring at the skyline. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts—Victor’s visit, the hidden threats within Thornfield Industries, and the war she was waging both in the corporate world and the underworld.She barely noticed when the door clicked open behind her.“Elara,” Axel’s deep voice cut through the quiet.She turned, watching as he stepped inside, his tie already loosened and his sleeves rolled up. He looked tired, but his eyes softened the moment they met hers.“You should be asleep,” he murmured as he walked closer.She smirked, swirling the wine in her glass. “So should you.”Axel sighed, stopping just inc
Elara sat in her office, the city skyline stretching beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. The aftermath of Sandy’s capture lingered in her mind, his words playing on repeat: *They’re already inside your walls.* Thornfield Industries had been compromised, but by whom?A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts.“Come in,” she called.The door opened, and a familiar presence filled the room—Victor Lancaster, her late aunt’s husband. Though not a blood relative, Victor had always been like an uncle to her. His warm, steady presence was a rarity in her world of shadows and deception.“Elara,” he greeted, his voice smooth and comforting. “It’s been too long.”She allowed herself a small smile as she stood to embrace him. “Victor. It has.”He stepped back, studying her with knowing eyes. “You look exhausted. And before you deny it, remember I’ve known you since you were a child.”Elara smirked. “I suppose lying to you wo
The office was silent except for the rhythmic ticking of the clock on the wall. The storm outside cast flickering shadows through the vast glass windows, mirroring the chaos brewing in Elara’s mind.Sandy’s words echoed relentlessly—“They’re already inside your walls.”Someone inside Thornfield Industries was betraying her.Her fingers tapped against the mahogany desk as she scanned the file in front of her. A list of everyone who had access to restricted company data stared back at her. Too many names. Too many possibilities. Too many cracks forming in the empire she built.Sophia stood across from her, arms crossed. “We checked security logs. No unauthorized access, no external breach.” She hesitated before adding, “That means the leak is someone close.”Elara exhaled slowly. The weight of betrayal was heavier than any threat from the outside. Thornfield Industries was impenetrable by design. If someone had managed to slip ins
The dim glow of a single bulb illuminated the warehouse’s cold interior. Chains clanked as Sandy groaned, his wrists bound to a steel chair. Blood dripped from a cut on his temple, a grim reminder of Elara’s earlier fury.She stood before him, arms crossed, her gaze like a blade slicing through the tension in the room. Sophia leaned against the metal table nearby, her sharp eyes scanning Sandy’s every move.“Elara,” Sandy spat, his voice hoarse. “You think this changes anything?” He let out a bitter chuckle. “You have no idea what you’re up against.”Elara’s lips curled into a smirk. “I know exactly what I’m up against. What I don’t know is who you’ve been working with.” She stepped closer, her heels clicking against the concrete. “And that’s the only thing keeping you alive right now.”Sandy scoffed but flinched when she grabbed his jaw, forcing him to meet her cold gaze. “I don’t have time for your games,” she murmured. “So, I’ll ask once—who’s feeding you information about Thornfie
As Elara stepped into the hotel, a hush fell over the room. The dimly lit bar area, buzzing with murmured conversations, suddenly turned its attention to the woman who had just entered. The soft click of her heels echoed through the space, her coat draping elegantly around her shoulders. Eyes followed her, admiration and curiosity mixing in their gazes. But Elara wasn’t here to impress; she had one target—Sandy.Sitting in a secluded booth at the back, the town’s most wanted criminal, Sandy, leaned lazily against the plush seat, a smirk playing on his lips. His dark, piercing eyes locked onto her the moment she walked in. The interest in his expression was unmistakable.“Well, well,” he drawled, swirling the drink in his glass. “What brings such a beauty to my humble den?”Elara approached, keeping her expression cool, calculated. “I was looking for you,” she said smoothly, sliding into the seat opposite him.Sandy chuckled, his eyes roaming over her shamelessly. “Lucky me.” He leaned
Next Morning…Elara and Alex lay wrapped in the warmth of their blankets. The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow on Alex’s face. Elara stirred first, her eyes landing on him. He looked peaceful, his chest rising and falling in steady breaths. A soft smile played on her lips as she gently shielded his face from the sunlight with her hand. She watched him for a few moments, memorizing the way he looked—so calm, so perfect.After a while, she carefully slipped out of bed, wrapped a towel around herself, and headed for the shower. The warm water refreshed her, washing away the drowsiness of the night. By the time she returned, Alex was awake. His messy hair and lazy smile made him look even more handsome.“Good morning, baby,” he murmured, pulling her into his arms from behind.Elara chuckled, turning to face him. “A very good morning, dear. Did you sleep well?”Alex smirked. “Of course. After last night’s hard work, how could I not?”Elara blushed and playfu
The moment Alex’s patience snapped, his hands were on her. He grabbed Elara by the wrist, his grip firm but not harsh, and pulled her into the bedroom with a sense of urgency that made her pulse race. She didn’t resist—couldn’t resist. There was something in his dark, determined eyes that silenced any doubts she might have had.As soon as the door slammed shut, Alex spun her around, pinning her against it. His body pressed into hers, and she could feel the heat radiating off him. His lips crashed onto hers, claiming her in a kiss that was both demanding and possessive. Her hands instinctively reached up, clutching at his shoulders as if to steady herself.His hands weren’t gentle. They roamed her body with purpose, sliding down her sides and gripping her hips, pulling her against him. “Do you know what you’ve been doing to me?” he growled against her lips, his voice low and filled with restrained hunger. “All night, I’ve been thinking about this.”“Then don’t just think,” Elara whispe
Elara’s initial shock quickly transformed into disbelief as she noticed Alex's familiar smirk soften into something more tender. Before she could utter a word, he pulled her closer, his arms tightening around her."I’ve missed you, Elara," Alex murmured, his voice low and warm. "You didn’t think I’d stay away forever, did you?"She blinked, her emotions swirling inside her. "Alex… What are you doing here? You can’t just—"He interrupted her by brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I can’t just show up uninvited? Maybe not. But you look like you’ve been carrying the weight of the world, and I figured you could use some company."Before she could protest further, Alex gently took her hand and led her out of the apartment. "Come on. Let me take you somewhere that doesn’t feel so heavy," he said, his tone balancing teasing and sincerity.A short while later, they arrived at Elara's apartment. The cozy warmth of the space was a stark contrast to the tension she had felt all day. Alex g
Elara’s phone buzzed, the name Mr. Thornfield flashing on the screen. Her jaw tightened as she picked up the call. “You have two minutes to talk to me,” she said curtly, her tone void of emotion. Damien Thornfield’s voice was sharp, almost cutting through her composure. “Two minutes? Elara, are you out of your mind? Do you think you can dictate how I speak to you? What if you were in Tessa’s place? Would you still be this cold?” Elara exhaled sharply, forcing herself to remain calm. “Look, Mr. Thornfield, I have a lot on my plate right now. Please, leave this matter to me. Focus on the safety of your family, especially Mrs. Thornfield.” Damien’s tone shifted, suspicion lacing his words. “Why Blair, specifically? What are you implying?” Elara’s lips curved into a faint, sarcastic smile. “A wife always needs her husband’s attention. Don’t you agree, Mister?” He didn’t let her deflect. “Don’t play games with me,
In Toronto, at 5 am, a woman slept peacefully in her bedroom. But her dreams were haunted by a disturbing scene. An 8-year-old girl, crying behind bushes in a remote area, watched in horror as her mother was brutally stabbed to death by a group of 10-12 men. As they went from scenes, the girl ran towards her mother, screaming.While she was dreaming, the alarm clock rang, and the woman jolted awake, her face etched with tension, anger, and sadness. But she swiftly composed herself, taking a deep breath. She began her morning routine - exercises, cooking, and a refreshing bath. Just as she was about to leave the flat, her phone rang. Recognizing the caller's name, she answered and said in one go. "Stop bothering me with silly issues. If I'm paying you, it's to handle things, not trouble me. Find a solution instead of calling me."With that, she hung up, not waiting for a response.She went down. And as she waited for her taxi near the apartment entrance, she noticed a family of three,...
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