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Lizzie's POV . "This is our primary bedroom," he said, looking around. I could only nod in admiration while looking at our luxurious bed. The spacious room was fully equipped with all the necessary amenities. On the right side were two doors - one leading to the bathroom and the other to our closet. Approaching the bed, I sat down on its edge and savoured the plush, comfortable sensation it provided. "What's in that door?" Curiosity piqued, I inquired about the contents of the door across the room. Elizalde approached the door and proceeded to open it. "It's a door connecting to the room's other side." I stood up and walked towards that direction. "Oh, I see?" "It's designed this way just in case you prefer not to share a bed with me," he explained. "That was my initial assumption - that you might not feel comfortable sleeping in the same bed with me." He closed the door that connected the rooms and turned to face me. A smile on his lips made my heart flutter. My brow rose, an
Elizalde's POV . It has become a routine for me to watch her sleeping soundly. My mind is strained, especially now that Kristoff has started working at Amantes Minings. Lizzie is unaware of this fact, and I have no intention of informing her about her unscrupulous former partner's employment at her workplace. I am now the owner of Amante Minings, as I hold the majority of its stocks and have the authority to manage all aspects of the company. "Don't worry, love. I will do what you suggested. I promise that." I silently whispered while staring at her beautiful face. The sunrise will be due soon, and here I am, watching my sunshine daily through her. I pulled the blanket to cover her body. We had a bit of a fight last night, and she kicked me out of bed. I ended up sleeping in the other room, but I left the door open. I witnessed her also struggle to sleep without me beside her. It was a lovely view seeing her getting pissed off at me. And instead of sleeping, I couldn't sleep and j
Lizzie's POV . How could my feelings betray me so fast? Oh, hell, self! You are so weak when it comes to your husband, right self? Like a crazy woman, I kept talking to myself, trying to find some answers to my questions. My frustration with him boiled over last night, and I ordered him to leave the room. I anticipated pushback, but instead, he complied with my request, behaving like a dutiful spouse. This bothers me greatly. I don't desire blind obedience but rather a partner who will challenge me and act according to their convictions. Sometimes, I want him to exhibit possessiveness and keep me close when I feel like letting go. I acknowledge that this may be immature, but it's a part of who I am and how I behave. "I see you're trying to compensate for your behaviour by sending me flowers. Although, it would have been even better if you had included some chocolate, Zalde!" I muttered to myself, slightly unimpressed, but anyway. I love flowers! I arranged the flowers he gave m
Lizzie's POV . His being on top, thrusting hard inside me, forgets me of where the world I'm in. It's like my body and mind are travelling to Jupiter, rotating more than the normal axis of the Earth. And every time his mouth came crashing, my knees wobbled, my body ignited, and my whole as a woman melted. I complete him. I am his world. He can't live without me in a million years. Is that the same as I love you to me? I think so. I want to believe that it's the same. "Fuck, Lizzie." He groaned as he swiftly pushed inside me, and I moaned in exquisite pleasure. There is no more contraceptive between us anymore. Not even a condom. Elizalde wants this, and I am more than okay with this. I don't want to think of what will happen next if I ever get pregnant. That's the least of the worries I have on my list. ... "It seems good to be a Mrs El Del Real, right?" I smirked at Snow's inappropriate gesture. As she said, it was like I was enjoying toying with Elizalde around, playing his
Elizalde's POV . With confidence and trust, Lizzie smiled at everyone around the conference room. I introduce her to them, not just as a wife but as a business partner. All the board members welcomed her. Lizzie's office will be located on the same level as mine within the building. I currently occupy the entirety of level fifty-one, which I consider my domain. As the owner, I have the privilege of making decisions as I see it. The area offers abundant space and numerous rooms, with Lizzie's office conveniently situated adjacent to mine. "I, uhm, like your space." She said and looked around. As I stand here, one of my hands is on my hip while the other rest comfortably in my pocket. It's hard not to be struck by how stunning she looks today, and that was the first thing I noticed this morning. "So, my office is just beside yours. You occupied this whole level?" "I prefer having you closer to me, my love. It allows me to keep an eye on you and vice versa," I jokingly remarked, but
Elizalde's POV . "What are you up to, Kristoff? Why suddenly get interested in the Amantes Minings?" I felt my jaw tense up as we locked eyes. I have no intention of being cordial with him, not now, not ever! If I can find a way to get rid of him, I will earnestly do it. "Is it necessary for me to have a specific purpose to be a part of this company?" He gave a sly smile, and our intense stare felt like sharp blades. "The Amantes need more money, and I was just lucky to get in while you were away," he smirked once more as he continued. I balled my hand into a fist, wishing he was closer to me so that I could grab him by the neck and punch him in the face. "Lizzie's stepmother told me everything about the deal. I respect you as the biggest holder of this company. You can rule, Elizalde. There's no doubt about that. I am nothing compared to your empire. So what are you scared of?" in his mischievous smile. I clenched my teeth, attempting to manage the frustration within me. "Are
Elizalde's POV . "Who? What? Who's newly hired?" My brows furrowed as soon as I heard her name. "Which one, Sir? There are half a dozen of them." "Repeat their names, Linda," I ordered. "Linsay, Cherry, Raquel, Emily, Lu --" "Emily, who?" I cut her off, and she paused. "Emily Smith, Sir. She's from New York, from OTM, our sister's company. She will fill in Sammy's job temporarily." I felt the tingling bell echoed my ears, and my heart started to beat out of its rhythm. Why all of a sudden? "Why did I never know this?" Before speaking, she appeared pale and blinked a few times. "I-I, uhm, I did send you all the names of the newly hired, Sir, while you were on holiday. You've signed them." "I see." I nodded and gestured for her to exit my office. After the door clicked shut, I took a deep breath and turned my attention back to the folder resting on my desk. I was preoccupied with other tasks and failed to thoroughly review the names of the recently hired and relocated indivi
Lizzie's POV . I FELT TENSE AND OVERWHELMED when I saw Kristoff among the board members. His solemn gaze met mine, and I felt a surge of hatred towards him. My mind felt cluttered and unfocused, adding to my discomfort. As my father continued to speak, I put on my best smile as he introduced me to the group. It was clear that everyone was pleased to see me for the first time. Although I used to attend meetings, I occasionally skipped them and relied on my father to handle things. However, I realize this was a mistake since I should have recognized that the company was declining. The meeting ended. It was only brief, and here I am back in my office. "The Architect has designed this space to your liking, and your husband has provided the amenities around the corner," he explained, gesturing towards the correct direction. Taking a deep breath, I pressed my lips together, grateful that Elizalde knew my preferences regarding stress relief at work. For example, it is helpful to do sm