Chapter 3 Get out!

Later that evening, Elena was packing up her belongings to evade what had just fallen on her shoulders.

She endeavored to run away and maybe...only maybe forget whom she was and the atrocities of her life.

She rummages struggling to keep in her tears.

(THUD)

That item which led her to where she was today fell on the ground. Her glasses, Elena slowly picks them up memories filling up the space in seconds.

└┘└┘▫ Four years ago

"This is yours right?"

William takes out her glasses from his bag, with a smile he held them in his hand. Elena nods her hand flying to them but he holds them close again.

"Why do you need them? I thought you had eye problems but at the library you were reading without them... "

He had a lot of questions in his mind but he didn't want to bother her any further. Elena avoids the question as she just looks away giving him an awkward silence.

"You're very beautiful..."

He gives her glasses mumbling, her eyes widened slightly as she smiles slightly.

"Thank you"

She mumbles looking at him as he smiles astonished by what he felt right then.

"But you're even more beautiful without them"

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Elena smiles bitterly remembering what was left of them, nothing but memories. Elena pulls herself up sniffling.

She throws to the ground the glasses with a light chuckle. She had saved enough money, which could permit her to move into a larger apartment while looking for a more stable job with a greater bonus.

That day she left without trace.

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The next morning, the Fletchers where having their breakfast at the table....well Eva and Liliane were.

The table was beautifully decorated, little pastries standing on little chapels in table forms, butter slowly melting on the used knife and the scent of freshly brewed coffee in the air.

Eva looks around not noticing Elena as she calls out to a maid.

"Elena?"

By saying the name the maid could tell what she was asking. Eva hated long discussions with the poor at times she won't even talk to them.

The maid shakes her head almost shrugging.

"Miss Elena left the mansion last night with all her belongings."

Eva slowly nods, proceeded was silence. Liliane slowly lets go of her fork unhappy.

"She couldn't even spend the night here? How pathetic. I wanted her to see how happy I am with William."

Liliane mumbles her voice full of despai.r To her as long as Elena was reminded of that night she was happy.

Eva seemed to be lost in thought, she was wondering what will come next but was feeling anxious.

"Mom!!"

Eva jolts at her voice being called out as she holds her forehead breathing out.

Liliane was used to getting her talk bad about Elena together.

"What's wrong?"

Eva's voice was calm and cold as she slowly glares at Liliane.

"You look so weird, why are you...."

Eva springs up her dinning chair cleaning her lips with care, as the volume of the TV immediately gets their attention.

Liliane smiles sneakily at the headlines.

« Coming up is the Fletcher family, apparently the first daughter was caught cheating and in consequence Mr. Burg abandoned her a day to the wedding. Like its said greediness never pays..... we're to celebrate the engagement of our mega star Liliane Fletcher who is an affectionate and soft beauty. Mr. Burg has eyes for the finest things.....so»

Eva lift her brows surprised, she mumbles sitting down again.

"This must be Peron's doing."

She mumbles her eyes getting serious and her lips curving up.

Elena was painted red at all angles.

"She'll soon realize that running away wasn't the best action."

...

Later that day, the scandal which they three were involved in tuned Elena into a cheating bitch per what was revealed.

Elena trembles slightly on the spot shocked by the headlines. Only when she thought things will get better or change now this?

"Why....?."

She slumps to the ground in tears her heart throbbing painfully like it was about to get squeezed out of her chest.

Right there, Elena thought of accepting her faith...those people won't stop till they had destroyed her, she closes her eyes for a brief trying to calm down but she sobs dramatically.

If she went out there and said it was all fake...who will believe her instead of the star couple...she scoffs at her situation, hugging her knees.

Maybe...she was just going to let people hate her coz it won't add anything to how they already saw her...at the lowest.

(BUZZING)

Elena wipes her tears looking at her distant phone ringing. She reaches out her eyes widening at the screen. It was from her step father, Peron. She swallows hard bringing it to her ear.

‴Seems like you love getting humiliated that much. A cheat huh? How does it sound? ‴

Elena chokes almost gasping at the revelation.

"S...So it was you?!"

Her voice was rough from all the crying. How could he?!

"I could do worst. How did you dare leave? Do you think you can just do as you like? And that without my permission. You'll get back here like the little girl that you are and work under me or I might increase the gravity of your situation. Elena think carefully."

His voice was as sharp as a blaze and low like a whisper. Full of malice. Elena throws to the ground her phone in rage screaming her lungs out and holding her head.

(CRASH)

"ARGHHH!"

She could barely breath, wondering if it's worth it....all this.

...

Later that evening, Elena was determined to end everything by messing her life up so she gets disowned.

She stands at the front of a nightclub her eyes fixated on what might be hidden in there. She finally gathers her courage stepping in.

she wore a skimpy shirt and a short skirt, applied make-up and coiled her hair.

As she walked in, all heads turned around in admiration. She looks around shyly as a handsome young man attends to her.

"Miss? You're here for?"

He smiles at her after noticing her shyness he breaths out finding her cute.

Elena mumbles slowly.

"I'm Elena...Elena Flet-"

Elena was about to disclose her identity as planned but a drunk man came out of nowhere ruining it.

And he seems to be the ruler of the place.

"Ohh damn who's this beautiful young lady!!"

The young man slowly excuses himself as the old man eyes her from head to toe.

"You're surely new. See that corridor there? Go and wait for me and join the other girls."

Elena struggles to tell him he's mistaken. All she wanted was to get a job here to ruin her family's reputation and gain money for her letter of recommendation.

Finally, in vain the old man disappeared as well. Given how unfamiliar she was with the place, Elena advances towards the corridors as she asks after the owner.

"Keep going forward till the biggest room. You'll find him"

Elena slowly bows at the ladies.

"T...Thanks"

Elena did as she was told, but the more she advanced it was darker and chilly. She started doubting as she slowly steps back freezing on the spot at a cold voice.

A voice she had once heard before.

"Come in."

Elena's curiosity got the better of her. After opening the door, she saw a man sited on a chair. From his features he was younger than the owner.

All she could see because of the dim light was his lips curved up into a smirk. Elena tries tuning back apologetically.

"Wrong room..."

She mumbles but the door gets shut as Elena was now standing by it terrified her legs trembling. She felt exactly the same like the day she bumped into that devil.

Nikolai leans to his knuckle on his cheek in haste.

"Don't tell me you'll just keep standing there."

He voice was somehow sweeter this time. Elena stood still her heart raising. Luck surely wasn't on her side.

Nikolai frowns at how boring it got. He slowly sighs.

"The type who loves getting in the mood first? Want me to be gentle with you? Seriously you get paid for me to do all the work. Interesting."

He immediately stands up as he approaches her pulling her chin up so she looks into his eyes. Elena closes her eyes scared.

Nikolai takes her hand slowly kissing at her knuckles. But even then there was no reaction, he thought she was playing hard to get and pretended to be innocent which irritated him.

"Strip"

He mumbles stepping backwards as he ruffles his hair.

He pauses glancing at her who was still frozen up.

"W...why?"

Nikolai frowns at the question as he lowers his head.

"Aren't you here just for that? Desperate for my touch. Given I'm a good man I'll treat you nicely now strip."

Elena denials but Nikolai strode over her and grabs her hand pulling her towards him and pushing her to the bed immediately towering over her.

Nikolai grabs her hand kissing it but Elena struggles.

Nikolai's large hand immediately crawled up her skirt burning her skin she gasps.

"N...No please"

She begs as Nikolai scoffs, when he had his prey in his arms he won't stop till he was done.

He ignored her pleads as he rips off her shirt but what happened next left him speechless.

Elena started sobbing like a baby, she clutches to her chest her shirt like she never wanted anyone underneath.

Nikolai sighs sitting back.

"If all you'll do is cry then get out!"

His voice was cold and icy, Elena covers her face as she sniffles and cries she didn't care if he'll rape her but she didn't want to go back to that hell called home.

Nikolai hated weak women and naturally he would've devoured her but something seemed off about her.

A normal woman who knew what he was would be pleading or wanting his attention but Elena slept there looking lifeless and crying her eyes out.

He hated seeing this little creature not pay attention to him.

Only when he was decided to make her leave, the one who seemed to have no faith in life clings to his hand desperately.

His eyes lit up immediately as he recalls when she bumped into him. Nikolai scoffs lowering his head, her eyes took full control over him right there.

Those so innocent yet intriguing eyes.

"Don't tell my Dad...don't take me home..."

Elena mumbles lowering her head again, he lifts her up, his eyes widened to her delicate skin covered in old brushes, wounds, her skin showing past injuries ...he could tell she was strong enough to stand on her feet after entering here, and that could only mean that she had no idea of whom he was.... and in a second he wanted to safe her but bringing in a flower to a bee will only ruin its beauty.

Elena cries herself to sleep that night, in his arms. Nikolai brushes her hair off her face slightly, the one who didn't want to get touched was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Only gawd knew how he was restraining himself, he always had his way with women, but right now he didn't care.

His eyes feasted on her delicate skin he was craving only with a glance of what was forbidden for him.

Nikolai stands up calming himself with a glass of whiskey as he glances at the sleeping Elena with his cold blue eyes.

"What shall I do with you?"

He mumbles, his thoughts a mess.

The night was till young....and this was one of those many nights he never wanted to forget.

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