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“Jesus, Eliana. You look incredibly fat in that dress.” Shauna Martel, my boss and supermodel complimented. I hold back an eyeroll. As she strutted around, her slender legs carrying her with purpose, she distributed instructions to the caterers in a less-than-kind manner. Her fiery red gown clung to her figure like a second skin, barely reaching her mid-thigh. She always seized every opportunity to look her best, and on a night like this – the anniversary of her boutique – she couldn’t afford not to. I couldn’t help but envy her dark hair cascading down her back in waves and her tanned skin. She was truly a sight to behold and never failed to remind me that I wasn’t.I smoothened out my black bodycon dress with spaghetti straps, which extended all the way to my feet and headed towards the entrance to guide people in. At nine, the party was in full swing. The room was filled with super models like Shauna, CEOs of different companies, people with rich daddies, in short, people w
It has been three weeks. Three weeks since I was humiliated at the anniversary celebration. Ever since then, my boss, Shauna, kept dropping snide comments like, ‘you church rats could never comprehend the cost of that suit’.She never made me pay for the suit so I can take insults, but she threatened to fire me. I pleaded, of course, so she reconsidered.But I couldn’t get away with such a horrid act. Not only did I ruin the party, I also humiliated her boyfriend. She kept saying he was her boyfriend like it was an achievement or something.I was sentenced to double of my workload for a month. As long as I don’t lose my job, it wasn’t that difficult to deal.I was irritated by the constant mentioning of his name from Shauna and my coworkers at the boutique. It was like everyone was obsessed with him. Even tabloids. I can’t really see what they see in him, apart from his eyes. And his muscles his suit did a bad job in hiding. Oh, also his deep smooth baritone voice…“Earth to Eliana.”
“What?” my voice trembled. My knees almost gave up in fear.My ears couldn’t believe what I had just heard neither could my brain digest it.“What did you say?”He got up, head almost reaching the ceiling as he made his way slowly towards me.I shivered as he got closer, leaning down, his lips slightly grazing my ear as he whispered.“You know, I’m beginning to think you have problems hearing. I said, your daddy,” he said the daddy with disgust, “owes me money. And I’m here to get it back.”He stretched back to his original height, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips.“That’s impossible. My father died last year.” I said, barely audible, but he heard just the same. “I’m offended you think I would lie, Miss Brookes. If you have issues believing why don’t you ask your mother?”My eyes shifted to my mother. She cowered into the chair, avoiding my gaze as much as possible.“Mother is this true?”She said nothing.“Coward, just like her stupid husband.” He growled.I couldn’t say anyt
“You are free to go anywhere you like in this house. Apart from my room and study.”Noah’s house boomed as soon as we steeped foot into my new prison. It was a house surrounded by a well-groomed garden. The interior was just as expected. the living room had a really big television and beside it was a mini bar filled with all kinds of wine. Then there was a well-equipped kitchen and a staircase leading to the second floor where the room were. He opened the door to his left. “This is your room on nights I don’t need you to fulfil your wifely duties.”I scoffed at that part. His face turned cold and in an instant, I felt my back slam into the wall, his body on mine as he pinned my hands above my head.I gasped as his free hand trailed down my inner thigh, slowly making its way to my private part. I shivered with pleasure as one finger grazed me ever so slightly.I swallowed a moan as he slowly drew pattern on that part of me but he suddenly removed himself from me.My blood ran cold at
Noah placed his hand on the small of my back, causing a jolt of electricity to run through my veins. He led me into the entrance of the hall.The party was in full swing. The room was filled with food, music and te smell of deliious food. I put my hand through Noah’s as we made our way to where Bella was with two elderly people. The man looked strikenly familiar, almost like an older version of Noah. His features were sharp, and his salt and pepper hair was styled perfectly. The woman beside him was eqally stunning, with her hair tied in a neat bun and her outfit elegantly draped around her slender fram.“Eliana, these are my parents,” Noah introduced me with a smile.“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said feeling slightly nervous.His mother pulled me in a tight embrace, suprising me. “The pleasure is ours. So this is my future daughter-in-law.” She said, her warm voice calming my nerves instantly.His dad studied me with the same calculative gaze Noah wore most of the time, before b
Snuggling into the bedsheets, I took a gulp of the scent of the pillow, burying my face into it. The bedspread smelt so good, I could detect notes of freshly cut wood and crisp, cool air. I took more in greedily.There was a hint of leather and musk, but its not too heavy. It was a warm and comforting aroma, like a cozy hug from a loved one.I sighed, enjoying my moments of bliss and escape from reality.Mornings have never felt this blissful.Ah. Alarm bells rang in my head. Wait, my bedsheets didn't smell like this. I shot up from the bed suddenly, taking notes of my surroundings. I wasn't in my room. I began to suddenly panic.I've been kidnapped. Or worse. "Aren't you attractive in the morning?"My eyes shot towards the wall where Noah was leaning on, looking a bit amused at my current state. my hair was sticking out in every direction and I looked really frantic. I had no idea how I missed him standing there. he wasn't particularly hard not to notice. His larger than life at
Ever since that morning on Noah's bed, I've been dealing with an internal conflict.He saved me from Shauna and even dealt with her in his own way, which I had no idea how and never wanted to know how.Ignorance is bliss.But he showed he was the asshole I first met at that party, and had no intention of changing. I mean, who calls his fiancé his property? Even though I was the payment of the debt my stupid father owed, he had no right. That was the main reason I didn't get into a relationship. Men are too hot and cold, and they never make up their minds. If you want to be nice, be nice! Moreover, I was bothered about when he said he owed me. The way his touch made me shiver, in delight and fear at the same time, and the way his velvety voice flowed when he called me Cherie. Heaven knows how much I replayed that in my head.And his comment on my underwear.Red seemed to follow me everywhere. The roses on the center table were red. The suit tie he wore the next day was red. Even th
I felt his fingers pinch my nipples. I moaned loudly, causing him to chuckle and continue his sweet torture on my body. I tugged on his hair,as he leaned in and kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. I could feel the heat between my legs growing as he trailed kisses down my neck, stopping to nibble on my collarbone.He lifted me up and carried me to the bed, placing me gently on the sheets. His blue eyes never left mine as he slowly undressed, revealing his chiseled abs and toned arms. I couldn't help but admire his body, feeling myself getting wetter by the second.He crawled onto the bed, his hand sliding up my inner thigh, teasing me with his touch. I arched my back, wanting more, and he obliged, slipping a finger inside me. I gasped at the sensation, feeling myself getting closer to the edge.He added another finger and started moving them in and out of me in a rhythm that had me moaning uncontrollably. I could feel my orgasm building, and just when I thought I couldn't