TEDROS“What the fuck are you doing here?” Cole exclaimed as soon as he saw me. He jumped off his office chair, his eyes wide with disbelief, and hurried in front of me. “Shouldn’t you be with your wife or something? This should be your honeymoon. You should be preparing for your honeymoon, or rather, making kids.”I felt a knot tighten in my stomach at the mention of having a kid. I tried to hide my discomfort, but my jaw clenched involuntarily. Having kids was off my list; I never wanted them, not anymore. Ducky hadn’t said anything about planning a honeymoon, and I wasn’t interested in that either. She must have headed to work by now or might be hanging out with that dude who walked her down the aisle—the dude who shot me with a tranquilizer.“Isn’t this the last day of the loan?” I asked, steering the conversation away from my personal life.Cole rolled his eyes dramatically. “Yes, it is. We told you about that yesterday. You said you were going to help but came back saying you we

ELODIE It was more said than done. After driving off from Vinter’s Company Limited, I drove straight home to get ready for the plans to get Tedros to fall in love with me. However, it was harder than I thought.The internet was the first place I turned to, and I managed to gather some ideas on the topic. The ideas I gathered were quite useful; at least they looked useful to me. The ideas on the list were:Buy him a gift, compliment him, do his favorite activity, flirt with him, befriend your partner, dress up for him, find common interests, plan a date, show your love, and most importantly, be yourself.There were more ideas, but the ones I wrote down were the ones I was sure that I was able to do. All I had to do was follow the list until he fell in love with me. I spent time writing in my journal and planning for the next day, and by the time I was done writing everything, it was already 9 p.m. Tedros wasn’t home yet. Rising to my feet, I headed for the window and closed all th

ELODIEIgnoring the question he asked, I could only focus on the name he had called me. Had he just added Vinters to my name? Does that mean he has finally acknowledged me as his wife?Waving my head, I brushed off the thoughts. Definitely not.“Who visited while I was away?” He asked with a serious look on his face.I averted my eyes, avoiding his gaze. How could I tell him about what I saw? I don’t even know what I saw. It was more like a hallucination, but the mark on my neck was proof that what I saw was real.Was that a reciprocal of Tedros, or was it him? I thought about it hard, but I couldn’t think of anything. I had heard the sound of his footsteps approaching while he choked me. No, while the reciprocal strangled me.There was no way that it was him. And I can't tell him that he was the one who made me like that. I am not even sure it was him. “It was my ex.” I lied before I could stop myself. That was the only excuse I could come up with. “You have an ex?” He asked, sound

ELODIETedros' eyes widened immediately, and the words left my lips. He pulled back his hand as fast as he could, moving them to his side. He left them there.“What?” He questioned, a frown appearing on his face. “What the hell are you talking about, Ducky?”I had anticipated that response, so I was prepared for it. “I know what I am talking about,” I replied, taking a step closer to him while he hastily took a step back. “We have to make consummate remember?”Before I could blink, he had already moved so fast that he was halfway towards the door. My face fell. Was he that hesitant to sleep with me? But there was no way I was letting him get away so easily.I then remembered the pills; I should have given them to him. Digging my hand into my skirt pocket, I pulled out the pills and tossed them into the glass of milk he had already made. I just needed time for them to dissolve and make him drink it. “Forget I said that,” I called out, making him halt. “Aren’t we going to have dinner

TEDROS “Think about it. I will go up now; you can come over to my room if you are ready.” She dashed away before I could respond. Damn it. I could tell that she was going to prepare whatever she wanted in the room. It had been three years since I had a woman, and she was making it seem so easy, but it wasn’t. She had given me an option, and I was allowed to choose if I wanted it or not, but I don’t think she was expecting a no. She was probably in her room, making arrangements for how the room was going to look. My thoughts were all messed up, and I was still worried about what happened to her earlier, even though she had brushed it off. Doing anything to keep myself busy, I picked up the plates and placed them in the sink. I washed them and then proceeded to check if the doors were locked. Glancing around, I tried to find something else to do.