Eliza's PovMonths had passed since that fateful night, a night filled with terror and despair, but also with courage and resilience. Our lives had been forever changed by the events that unfolded, and yet, somehow, we found a way to heal and move forward.Evelyn was locked away in a high-security facility, paying for her crimes. The legal battle that followed was arduous, but justice prevailed, and we were able to gain custody of the children. Riel and the twins, Mia and Liam, went through a difficult period of adjustment, but with the love and support of our family, they began to heal.As for Cole and me, our bond grew stronger through the trials we faced together. We learned to lean on each other and trust in the power of our love. The scars of that night were a constant reminder of our strength and resilience. We vowed to protect our family at all costs and cherish every moment we had together.In the aftermath, we sought therapy to help us navigate the emotional trauma we had end
The archaic and overused tune of 'Here comes the bride' filled my ears, as the double brass doors swung open noisily.Everyone rose up. It was time.I sucked in a breath and took a step forward into the cathedral, my eyes absently scanning the crowd for familiar faces. They landed on my co-workers who stared back at me blankly, trying their best to hide the jealousy and disgust evident in their hostile expressions.Looking away, I slowly put one feet in front of the other, moving towards the altar slowly like Mrs. Darcy instructed."Chin up and take your time, darling. They'll wait," the wedding planner said, right before she winked at me and left to deliver the expenses to my in-laws.I switched my focus to the groom and saw him spotting a frown while he subtly checked his watch. He still had not perfected the art of giving an expressionless face, raising his head to glare at me with an eyebrow raised.I stared back at him and tried to smile as I walked on, posing for the unsuspectin
There was a certain thrill that came from planning a wedding. Whether an arranged marriage, a love marriage or in my case, a contract.Especially if the intended groom happened to own a whole lot of money.A private chaffeur, fancy parties, trips toworld-renowned designers, all expense paid stylists, helps to attend to my every need. But, the best part–seconded by the Annex card–was the popularity.In the weeks leading up to the wedding, my name was all over the news, bringing in both positive and negative reviews. Suddenly, everyone had an opinion they felt entitled to especially the receptionist and secretaries in Winston Corp.I saw the questions and accusations on their faces, some felt I did not deserve it, while others asked if blackmail was the reason. Why would a billionaire want to marry an unknown face, an ordinary secretary?If there was one thing Cole and I agreed on, any publicity was good publicity. He needed the media to see him as a humble CEO who fell for his 'number
Strings of loud chirps got me out of bed the next morning, and I forced my eyes to blink open. Pushing forward, I stretched slowly and grabbed my phone, still groggy-eyed and tired from dealing with Cole's drunken words the night before.I tapped it open, and instantly leaned forward as notifications and messages from different apps scrolled across my eyes.This could not be happening."Cole!" I screamed, rushing over to his study where he was hunched over several papers scattered across his mahogany desk. He raised his head to glare at me, an eyebrow raised."Liza, why are you shouting my name? Being married to me doesn't still give you that right," he chided, and resumed working on his papers."There's a problem. What do we do?" I ignored the jab and instead showed him the post on my Instagram feed, with over fifty thousand views.A video dated early last night of Cole, my husband frantically kissing one of his numerous flings.He stood up and grabbed the phone from my hand, repeate
In twenty-four hours, exactly three days after my wedding to the billionaire boss, my suitcase was packed and ready to go.I looked at the mirror one last time, and readjusted the black Gucci shades sitting on my face. I struck a pose and took a picture, making sure the flight ticket was visible in the mirror selfie.Uploading it, I walked out to the Mercedes waiting and joined Cole in the passenger seat. Immediately the car started, he turned his phone to me and frowned, "I see you've already started with the pictures."I shrugged an arm in response. "Theearlier, the better. Right?""Good day ma'am. We'll be arriving at the airport in approximately twenty minutes," the chaffeur greeted, looking at me through his front mirror. I nodded my head, and out of habit, signalled for him to put the partitions up. I held my leather jacket tighter against my body, letting out small breaths of air as I rubbed my palms together and placed them on my face.Cole glanced at me with an eyebrow raise
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome onboard Flight 2Y7 with service from San Francisco to Maldives. We are currently second in line for take-off and are expected to be in the air in approximately five minutes time. The approximate time for departure is 10:15am, and we are expected to arrive the Maldives at 16:30pm tomorrow. We ask that you please fasten your seatbelts–""Why didn't you say you felt cold?" Cole asked me immediately I held my jacket and fastened my belt.I raised my head to meet his eyes but even as he waited for my answer, his eyes were glued to the retreating figure of an air hostess. I shook my head and cleared my throat noisily.He glanced back at me, blatantly oblivious to his errors. I gave a soft sigh and answered, "I always say it, but you like setting the temperature low. Also," I gestured at the lady and continued in lower tones, "it would be very advantageous to us if we try to pretend to be in love during this vacation.""Of course, I know that," he responded.Th
In the middle of my third episode, Cole tapped my shoulder and motioned for me to pause the movie."Do you need anything?" I asked, removing the headphones from my ears as I leaned forward. Involuntarily, I grimaced feeling pain settle in my back from sitting in one position for three hours at a stretch."Yes. Did you bring those documents I was working on yesterday?" He questioned, a frown on his face."What documents? I do not know anything about them," I responded, covering my mouth to stifle a yawn. I needed to stretch my body or walk around a bit."Meaning what?" Cole raised his voice, now glaring at me. "How am I supposed to work on the proposal then? Why are you so incompetent?"I stared at him and began to flare up, but when he sighed and ran his hand through his hair, I took in a deep breath and responded,"Cole, you relieved me of my duties as your secretary when we signed the agreement. Besides, you did not inform me about any proposal nor any documents. Also, will there be
"There are a lot of people here," Cole commented immediately we stepped out of the tour car."It is the largest island in all of Greece, so it is expected."I put on the mittens I purchased as soon as we landed at one of the shops located in the airport, and shrugged as I walked forward into the heart of the crowd.The first thing I noticed in Crepe was the contrasting landscapes. Somehow, the scenery combined expansive coastlines and rolling mountains with lush greenery and rocky terrains. I could not resist taking a picture of the beautiful wonder.Like us, most people in the crowd were tourists and most of them stood huddled in separate groups. On one side, a tour guide hurried through his English as he described the exotic parts of the town to a majority to the crowd while on the other side, a family of seven took a picture sitting under a huge tree."Is this the Old Town?" Cole came up beside me and asked, showing me a picture of our location on the internet."Yes, it is. Have yo