As Elizabeth sits down to enjoy her breakfast after Dominic leaves for work, the peaceful atmosphere is interrupted by the sound of Tristan's footsteps descending the stairs. Her attention is immediately drawn to him, and she turns to face him, her curiosity piqued.
Elizabeth's gaze meets Tristan's face, but the memories of his previous actions flood back, causing her to roll her eyes and display a hint of attitude.
The subtle movement of her eyes away from him infuriates Tristan, his annoyance is evident in his reaction.
Driven by frustration, Tristan rushes towards her, forcefully grabbing her arm and yanking her from her seat. Elizabeth's eyes meet his, her expression now filled with a mixture of anger and contempt.
His voice cuts through the tension, drip
As Tristan leans in, his lips gently meet Elizabeth's, and in that moment, she doesn't hold back. The warmth of his kiss sends a surge of emotions through her, and she finds herself truly touched by his words.The sincerity she perceives in his actions and the vulnerability he has shown erode the barriers that hold her back.As their lips press together, Elizabeth's mind becomes a blank canvas, momentarily forgetting all the pain and hurt caused by Tristan's past actions. The intensity of the kiss and the genuine connection they now share overshadow the shadows of the past, leaving her fully present in the embrace of this newfound moment.Driven by a mix of desire and the belief that Tristan has changed, Elizabeth's hands instinctively reach out, tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.
Tristan seizes the opportunity while Dominic is out for a stroll, sneaking into the kitchen where Elizabeth is diligently washing the dishes. Without warning, he wraps his arms around her waist, drawing her close in an intimate embrace.The warmth of his touch sends a shiver of delight through her, evoking a joyous giggle that escapes her lips as he playfully pecks the nape of her neck.A nagging concern tempers Elizabeth's momentary bliss as she voices her worry. "Tristan, somebody might see..." Her words hold a hint of caution, a reminder of the need for discretion in their clandestine connection.Tristan, confident in their privacy, clicks his tongue dismissively, assuring her, "No one is here."With his hands still encircling her waist, Tristan's voice ta
Elizabeth's disappointment lingers like a heavy cloud as she takes a deep breath, attempting to regain her composure. Before she can fully collect herself, she finds herself face-to-face with Mr. Dominic Bradford, a figure whose towering presence commands attention.Lifting her eyes to meet his piercing gaze, she realizes he has been observing her, his face betraying no emotion.His deep voice resonates in her ears, sending a jolt of surprise through her. "What happened, Elizabeth?" His concern is evident in his tone, his brows furrowing slightly.Caught off guard by his unexpected inquiry, she stumbles over her words, her mind racing to find a suitable response. "Mr. Bradford... uh, nothing. Good morning," she manages to stammer, her voice laced with hesitation.M
Mrs. Johnson, realizing Tristan's gaze on Elizabeth and the smirk on his face, quickly decides to divert the conversation and gestures for Elizabeth to leave the kitchen. Elizabeth obediently starts walking away, her eyes cast downward, avoiding any further interaction. Mrs. Johnson, always astute in her observations, notices the tension between Tristan and Elizabeth and takes it upon herself to address Tristan.Mrs. Johnson clears her throat to ask, “Tristan, would you like some breakfast?" Tristan who starts making his way towards the garden responds, "Just coffee, Mrs. Johnson."Tristan joins his cousin, Dominic, who is already seated in the garden. They exchange a quick glance, their eyes meeting fleetingly before Dominic can't help but voice his curiosity about Tristan's early awakening.Dominic softly qu
Elizabeth takes a nervous gulp, her mind racing as she weighs the consequences of revealing the truth to Dominic Bradford. She understands that if she divulges everything, he might not hesitate to insult Mrs. Johnson, a woman who has been managing the household chores long before Elizabeth was even born.Mrs. Johnson is well-respected, impeccably mannered, and possesses a wealth of experience that surpasses Elizabeth's own.Considering the minor scolding she had received earlier, Elizabeth deems it unnecessary to complain to Dominic Bradford about the incident.She stammers, her voice betraying her anxiety, as she responds, "Nothing, Mr. Bradford. Mrs. Johnson was simply giving me a deadline to ensure everything is prepared before the guests arrive."Dominic
Elizabeth immerses herself in the tasks at hand, burying her thoughts and emotions beneath the weight of her work. As she prepares meals for Dominic and his friends, she finds solace in the solitude of the kitchen.The familiar routine offers her a temporary respite from the turmoil in her mind.However, her exhaustion and inner turmoil do not go unnoticed by Dominic. As he passes by and observes her weariness, a genuine concern flickers in his eyes. He offers his assistance, recognizing that she may be in need of support.Hoping to spare herself from facing him and the questions that may arise, Elizabeth politely refuses, her voice laced with a sense of gratitude, "Sir, I will manage."Dominic shakes his head, his compassionate nature compelling him to persi
Elizabeth, having completed her culinary preparations, decides to indulge in a rejuvenating shower before the guests arrive. She sheds her kitchen attire and slips into a fresh uniform, the fabric crisp against her skin.With her damp hair cascading down her back, she skillfully gathers it into a sleek ponytail, ensuring it stays away from her face. Feeling refreshed and composed, she descends the stairs, ready to face the evening's festivities.As she reaches the bottom of the staircase, her gaze falls upon Mrs. Johnson, who had been resting in the guest room. Concerned for her well-being, Elizabeth approaches her with genuine care.She inquires, "How do you feel now, Mrs. Johnson?" Her voice carries warmth and empathy, as she truly values the comfort and contentment of both the guests and
As the game night kicks off, Dominic's friends begin to arrive, their laughter and animated conversations filling the air. Elizabeth, ever the gracious hostess, takes on the role of serving welcome drinks to the guests.She moves with effortless grace, ensuring everyone's glasses are filled with the refreshing concoctions she has prepared. Tristan, being acquainted with some of Dominic's friends, engages in lively chatter, effortlessly blending into the vibrant atmosphere.Meanwhile, Elizabeth finds herself immersed in the kitchen, diligently working to prepare the various dishes for the evening.Mrs. Johnson, seated on a chair attached to the kitchen counter, sips her tea, observing the bustling activity around her.Curiosity piqued, she inquires about the salsa, an essential accompaniment to the tacos. Elizabeth responds with a nod, her focus unwavering as she tends to the culinary tasks at hand.The large TV screen displaying the g