Fred's cheeks drained of color as Lewis spoke. His gaze shifted from Lewis to Elijah, a thousand times in a matter of seconds. His eyes were wide open and bulging out, a vein rapidly pumping on his forehead, his mouth was gaped open, and confusion flashed in his eyes. Elijah wanted to feel sorry for him but no emotion came out to play. It was clear as day that Fred genuinely wanted the land.Instead of pity, an arrogant smirk spread across his lips as he watched Fred tug at his tie as if he were in a choking grip. Elijah observed him and he realized that this was just another way he could hurt these betrayers, by taking what they desired one by one. Lewis headed towards the building's entrance in a hurry to leave, but not before patting a pained-looking Fred on the back three times. After the final tap, Fred grabbed Lewis' hand and spoke hastily. "This has to be a mistake. I have been trying to get that land for a year now. Look, I know that that piece of land has been wanted by many
"Are you blind or something?" Elijah's head was bent low, his eyes checking where his phone might have fallen. At the sound of his assailant's voice, his brows furrowed in confusion. The feeling of recognition flowed through him as he immediately placed where he had heard such a deep voice. The same voice that had spoken to him laced with irritation and disdain for three years. Elijah raised his head to face the owner of the voice who had run into him and still dared to yell at him. In a few seconds, his eyes met Mark's, and what he saw baffled him. Elijah expected to see awe or shock in Mark's eyes given that they had just met after three years of working under him, but what he saw was recognition and anger directed towards him. They continued to stare at each other, as tension zapped in the air, nobody uttered a word or made a move, then it dawned on him that the hit had been intentional. Mark had likely seen him when he walked in and had purposely bumped into him. "You dimwit. Ar
"Oh my God!" Vicky cried like she was short of breath. She sighed with relief as she rested her hand on her chest.Elijah, who had been staring at the guards as they hurled Mark out of the building, turned to face her and said, "I'm sorry you had to go through that." "It's alright, let's go to your table.""No really, I'm genuinely sorry. I honestly wished I had gotten to him before he laid his hands on you.""It's honestly fine sir." Vicky replied, her voice sounding airy, as her tone dropped to a lighter note, "I can see that you come fully loaded with trouble, everyone has their demons that rear their ugly head once in a while, hurting the people close to them, so it's really okay. Can we go to your table now?" Elijah nodded as she spoke. He was grateful for her. Any other person would have walked out, taking him back to square one of finding a loyal vice president. They both walked to a table that was in a way separated from the rest of the tables in the restaurant. It was set u
Elijah's eyes were glued to the screen of the large television in his hotel room when he noticed Mia coming towards him in nothing but black lacy underwear, clutching an apple in her hand. When she got in front of him, she knelt, put the apple in her mouth, and held it in place with her teeth, before raising her hands over her head, gathering her hair, and packing it in a scrunchie. Elijah's body tingled with anticipation of what was to follow, given Mia's position and how she stared at him like she wanted to devour him. They had both stayed in the hotel room for a week. Although Mia had been going to work from the hotel, and he had given her more than enough money to buy whatever she needed to avoid having to go back and forth between her home and the hotel. He never took his women home, and he did not have the intention to start anytime soon, even though Mia was a good fuck. She looked innocent but her body and mind were anything but innocent. The sex was amazing and Elijah was wi
Elijah's body lost all of the excitement that had been coursing through it before Cora's unexpected call. He understood immediately that Cora wasn't talking about his own home, she was talking about Connecticut, and he knew because her tone sounded too serious. He slightly pushed Mia away from him and pulled up his joggers. His phone was wedged between his ear and shoulders as he rose from the chair and causally apologized to Mia, who was sitting on the rug, staring right back at him. He walked a few steps away from her, towards the window, and switched the phone's position to his other ear. "What's going on?" "Clara says we need to have a family meeting." "That witch is the reason you called me. You should know better Cora." "Grandpa is in support of it. He refuses to tell me what is going on. I was shocked when he told me to inform you, given how close you two are." Elijah smiled. He knew what Lucas had done. Yes, they were close as thieves, but when it came to Cora, Elijah wou
Elijah's eyes widened when he saw the person standing in front of his car. He was angry with himself for not paying attention to the road, which could have resulted in an accident, and at the elderly woman for not looking at the road before walking in front of a moving vehicle. The woman stood to her side, her face clouded with fear, staring at the man who was yelling at her and pointing behind him. Elijah stepped out of the car cautiously, observing how the display had already captured people's attention. The man and the woman were so engrossed in whatever was going on with them that they hadn't even noticed that he had almost run her over. He hesitated at the car door for a moment, trying to hear what the young man yelling was saying, and managed to catch a few phrases. "Are you blind or something? Do you have any idea how expensive that jacket is?" "I'm sorry sir. It was a mistake." "A bloody mistake at that" The man shouted, lifting his hand to hit the woman. Elijah saw this a
"That's for me to know and for you to not worry yourself over. Just get in the car" Elijah replied. The woman complied and entered the car, watching Elijah close the door and walk past the front of the vehicle, heading to the driver's seat. Elijah opened the door, climbed in, wore his seat belt, and asked the woman, "What's your name?" "Diane." The woman answered. “Okay, I’m taking you somewhere to eat. Is that okay?” Elijah asked. After the woman nodded in response to his question, he returned his focus to the steering wheel, started the car, and drove away. Elijah had heard when the rude man complained of Diane spilling her food on him, so he changed his plans of going to the office and drove them to his restaurant instead.When they arrived at EM Restaurant, Elijah got out of the car and helped Diane out, and the both of them walked into the restaurant, with Elijah heading straight to his usual spot. He pulled out a chair and motioned for her to sit. As she did, Elijah beckoned
After attempting to swallow a few bites of his lunch, Elijah gave up and decided to head over to the office. He took out his wallet from his pocket, and placed a couple of bills on the table without counting them, then slipped his fingers into his wallet, and pulled out some more bills, sliding them over to Diane. He stood up from the chair and met Diane's face which carried a confused expression."I'm sorry Diane, but I have to leave right now. I paid for the food, and that's some extra change for you. Until we meet again." “Thank you so much for this,” Diane replied, reaching out to take his hand and holding it in hers. “I meant what I said earlier, I might not have the connections or anything at all that a wealthy man like you would need, but I promise you that whatever you need that is within my power to give, I will offer it to you.”Elijah smiled and nodded his head and Diane let go of his hand. He turned away and walked out of the restaurant thinking of what she had said. ‘May