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CHAPTER 11

ELLE

I smiled as I sat up from the bed, stretching my limbs.

I am going to tell Gabriel about the baby now that he's been finished with his meeting. No more secrets and I vowed to do that. All I know is that when I tell him about the baby, all his opinions will change and he will be delighted of the blessing we receive.

I walk out of his room after wrapping myself in the green silky robes, loving how it felt against my skin. I headed for the living room and tried to find him. We are still at his penthouse, and I'm pretty glad about that. This way, he'll be comfortable with whatever I will say to him.

I passed by Taylor-I mean Joe in the kitchen aisle and decided to ask him about the whereabouts of my dear husband instead of getting lost in this modern cave. I take a seat beside Joe and stared at the sandwich he is preparing for himself. He silently spread some jam on it, before taking some peanut butter, his stance nervous.

"Hello, Joe..." I smiled at him and he simply nodded at me, murmuring a little 'hello' as he bites his sandwich, chewing slowly. I waited for him to speak but he just continued to munch on his sandwich making me shake my head at how loyal he was being to his Master.

"Where's Gabe?" Joe stopped eating, he fixed his tie before he raises his head, finally making eye contact with me. He made a pathetic effort to gulp the remains of his sandwich but it just made a huge 3lump on his throat. He starts to cough it out as he struggled for air, making me panic. I dash off my seat and grab him a bottle of water. I opened it and pushed it on his lips, glaring at him as he happily swallowed the rest of the water with his sandwich like it wasn't a big deal awhile ago.

I thought he was going to die because of my questions about my husband's whereabouts.

After finishing the whole bottle of water, he bowed his head, avoiding my gaze - proving to me that he’s hiding something that he does not want me to know.

"Joe..." I snapped at him. He fixes his eyes at me and he continues to stare at me with guilt. "Just tell me where Gabe is, please? There's something I needed to say to him.” I pleaded, giving him my best puppy dog look.

Joe scratched his ears, muttering "But I'm given strict orders that--"

"Joe, please..." I take his hands on mine as he sat there, his mouth wide open as I pleaded. He cleared his throat, frowning at the half-empty bottle as he thought about the decision of telling me or not.

"Please-?"

"He's on his study, miss...” He blurted out, turning at me with his eyes not leaving me. He made a tiny sound behind his throat, biting his lip, "I shouldn't have said that."

I smirked, "Good. And where is it situated on this cave? Would you mind leading me to him?" Joe nodded at me, still astounded of what had happened. He started muttering, chastising himself about the things he said, "There, I said it, I'll be dead before morning comes."

He brushes the crumbs off his suit as he stands from his seat. He marched out of the kitchen and I followed him as he starts to lead me into one of the hallways that I didn't know have existed. Well, what can I say? The door fooled me as it looks more like a cupboard rather than something that would lead me to my husband.

Him and Harry Potter…

We take a flight of stairs and I found myself standing just outside my husband's personal space. It felt kind of cold and creepy as I look at the black door that is adorned with silver instruments, a reflective window across the hall. The chill that runs down my spine made me cower, having this sudden urge to hide behind Joe and go back to the kitchen to get my own bottle of water. But that thought evaporated as Joe push me towards the door, his face pale as he waves his hand. With one last nod and a 'good luck', Joe left me there ruffled like a pink tutu.

I know I have to do this now; I have to face this alone. Our discussion from a while ago hasn't been finished and I'm afraid that I needed to clear Gabriel's doubts about his ability to reproduce. As I put my hand on the knob, I hesitated - curious as to why Joe is so afraid to tell me about Gabriel's location? Is Gabriel hiding something from me? A mistress or current lover maybe or those past models that he just can't get rid of?

Is Gabriel meeting a woman right at this moment which is why he shouldn’t be disturbed?

I didn't think twice as I turn the knob surprised that it wasn't locked like I expected it to be. I guess, my dear husband trusts Joe so much that he doesn't even bother that I could, somehow, trick him.

I watch Gabriel as he snatched his phone at the deck and answer it, "Gabriel West." His posture has gone stiff making me lean on his open door, eavesdropping.

Who is this caller that could make the almighty concrete around Gabriel's emotion crumble down into rubble?

I can't help but move further in, surprised to hear a girl's voice on the other line. Gabriel clenched his fist as he hissed, “Victoria, stop!" I raise my hand towards my mouth as I tried not to make a sound.

So it was that ugly witch - the bitch who loves to ruin us.

"Victoria. You know I can't--we can't meet up." I wonder what that bitch is telling my husband. He seems so troubled that his frown deepened as his forehead creased, he scratches his head, "Victoria, as much as I want to, you know I can't go there. Not now. It's--" He whispered some more but I already stopped listening.

How could he do this to me?

I covered my ears and shake my head, my heart thumping erratically inside my chest. I turn around, quickly leaving the scene but not before the door creaked, groaning as it moved. I flinch.

Damn you blasted door! Now he knows that I'm eavesdropping.

I ran back the hall, past the kitchen and up to our room, cursing as I hear him call out my name "Elle!" I can feel his presence on my back as he laid a hand on my shoulder, "Love, look at me, please..." Gabriel pulled my chin but I refuse to look at him, not being able to stomach to see his face after what he's done - after what he's promised. "That's nothing. You misheard-"

"No! Don't tell me that SHE IS NOTHING...." I snapped, pushing him away as I went inside the closet, snatching random things and slipping them in a suitcase when Gabriel pulled me away and push me against the door, carefully lifting my chin."

"Listen to me, love. I-".

“Don’t." I raised a finger at him, tears flowing down my eyes as I glared at him. "Don't ever call me 'love' again because you don't have the right to. You promise me, Gabe, that you won’t talk or see her anymore. It’s all empty promises. You've broken my trust in just a few hours. Now I know that I can't give you my heart, you hurt me so much." I swallowed back a sob, glaring at him. "That Victoria, she was the one you loved. You almost married her if Dad did not arrange the contract with your family.” I sniffled, trembling, trying to be strong as I tell him all this.

“Elle, do not focus on her, please. She is the past!”

“Maybe she is the company you are talking about - the company you're spending time with..." I smiled bitterly at him. I pull the suitcase out from the closet, trying to escape from here but he held me in place.

He grabbed my arm and said, "Elle, please listen. She's just a girl from the past. She wanted to get back at me. She wanted you to get jealous that is why she keeps on calling me. I-"

"Stop it. I know you don't really want me. I'm not pretty like her." I can't help the tears that continue to fall on the side of my face as I pulled away from his hold. “I’ve seen you with her during your college years - you look perfect together. Maybe you should’ve married her instead of me if you really love her that much.”

"Elle, listen to me. There's no other girl worth comparing to you. It's only you, Elle. I promise." He vowed again and again, yet I am still hurt and my emotions have gone wild just hearing the conversation again and again.

"I know it, Gabe. You hated me because I'm the reason why you cannot go out there and live your life and hang-out with your friends, have one-night stands... this is the reason why you are doing this, right? You have to continue hurting me to get back at me.”

"Elle, that's not it. Victoria was a crazy girl, she's a bitch. I've dumped her for a couple of times but she keeps on coming back. She is crazy; A lunatic. I thought, I already get rid of her. It seems that I was wrong.’’ There's an edge on his voice and a hint of pleading, making me look at him. I caress his face and smiled sadly, “I know. But you really love her even if she is crazy.” It hurts for me to say that out loud but it is true. Gabriel's heart will never belong to me.

I was surprised when he suddenly pulled me in and kissed me, his tongue pushing inside my mouth as he deepens it. With one swift movement, he had me pinned down on the bed with me writhing under him, pleading.

He held both of my hands as he pulls down my robes, unclipping my bra and slipping his hand inside my undies, "Gabe, what are you--" He pressed his lips on mine and started to grind himself on me, "Gabe! Stop...you're hurting me. " I pushed him but he just pressed himself harder on me.

"Is this what you want, Elle? When I do this, do you feel how much I love you? How I am falling crazy for you?" he skimmed his hands over my chest as he breathes on my neck. I cannot answer him as I breathe harder; it was just all too intense. "You want all my attention, right? You want to be my only desire. This touch and also this," He grinds himself on my lower part and began kissing me again. "You want my love and care-but really, my heart?" He asked me once more as he started to pepper kisses down my chest as his hands went back to my most sensitive spot and pinch it. "You have it already. I've given it to you when I have asked you for a day, so why do you need to act like this - Like you are a child being possessive of some stupid toy?" He snapped, caressing my hips as his left hand attached itself on my breast. I whimpered.

“Gabe,”

"Now tell me what, Elle." He whispered, making me shiver. "Tell me, I want to know. Do you really need me?"

I wanted to pull his hair but I cannot remove my hands from his death grip. He started to move his hands on my chest in a circular motion bringing me back on the edge, "Tell me," He whispered in my ear, his voice husky as the room started to steam.

I cannot take it anymore. I closed my eyes and bit back a curse. I am so frustrated that he has to do this to me - that he has to distract me out of my anger so he will win my own game.

"I want you - All of you, Gabe! I want you to love me as I do to you." Then, all movement stopped. I can feel the mattress move as the weight on top me was now gone. I opened my eyes only to see him fixing his hair and putting his suit back on.

"Where are you going, Gabe?" I fix my robe and stand beside him as he brushes his hair back to its position a while ago.

His eyes were glistening, his brows furrowed. He is confused like me so why is he running away, again?

I stared at him, waiting for him to lash out on me just like the old times when he deals with his loss, his Father's death and the weight of the company on his shoulders. Instead of snapping at me, he held out his hand to me and sigh as we hold each other's hand, "I am going to meet her. I am going to end it right, this time. No more her." His answers brought a chill down my spine but he doused it down with his touch on my arm, his expression full of love. "Elle, just give me this day to go deal with her. I am going to talk and try to put her on rehab so we can finally be free of any problems. You should put your trust on me, Elle - I will get rid of her."

I was surprised when he closes the distance between us and lean down to kiss me on my lip and my cheeks, smoothing my eyebrows as it creased with confusion. "Forget about Victoria for I wanted you to be happy. She's just a woman from my past. You are my present and my future and that’s all that matters.” He whispered, kissing my forehead and nuzzling his nose on my cheeks.

We stand there by the threshold. The silence at the hallway was deafening making my heart beats faster as we stop by the landing. I held his gaze, my hand trembling on my sides. I can feel the shock settling in making me draw some distance from him as I hug myself.

“I need to breathe,” I said, retreating from him as he holds out his hand. But I didn’t realize the stairs behind me and my feet slipping from

"Elle!" I stared at him but it was too late.

I tried to grip the railing but my foot twisted and I watch Gabe's hand reaching out for me, his eyes widening.

It was a movement of oblivion. I was frozen in space, my breath knocked out of my lungs, a calm before a storm.

And then I'm back my consciousness...

I am falling off the stairs, no sound coming out of my mouth. Gabriel's hand is outstretched as he tried to save me but it's useless. I'm already falling, and it's inevitable. I can feel every blow as I descend. I cannot move or even open my eyes. I'm frozen in my spot. I can feel something that is warm trickling in my forehead, numbing feeling in my hips, bruise forming in my ribs and the blood dripping out of me,

Blood in me - my baby?

I wanted to reach out and soothe the pain in my lower abdomen but I cannot move. I can feel Gabriel's hand brushing my hair as he whispered in my ear, "Elle, oh no... Please, please stay awake for me, Elle." He kissed my forehead, "Joe! Get the car now. Get the car, please, oh god, Elle!"

And then he shouted more orders, individuals hovering, scuffling - making me even dizzier. I felt his hand under my knees as he carried me up, my head lolling from side to side as he marched out of the door, shouting some more. "Joe, the car!"

"It's done. I got it, sir!"

"Elle, no don't do this. I need you, Elle, please wake up," the sting on my cheeks made me open my eyes - the fading sun cast a five o'clock shadow on his face, making him look like a sculpted form out of the clay, his chiseled jaw, his cerulean eyes, his lips - all of him that shall belong to me. I am lost in my dreamland before I was pulled back again in the present, as I hear the engine starting.

I am still limp, lying on his shoulder. "Elle, hang on, please," He whispered, his voice soothing me to sleep.

The motion stopped and I found myself being carried again with Gabriel whispering in my ear as he hugs me close. I am welcomed by the highly sterilized scent which is making my insides churn, trying to push what I had this morning out of my mouth. I can feel Gabriel lowering me down into a soft and cool surface and I felt him transferring me in another room.

"What happened to her?"

"She fell down the stairs and lose consciousness. There's so much blood-"

"Alright, sir. Let me check her vitals," I can feel gloved hands touching my neck and wrist and I tried to open my eyes, catching sight of Eric. "Oh shit. I need immediate assistance here now, she's already losing it," Doctor Eric screams as he stands next to Gabriel. I tried not to scream as I felt another pain in my lower abdomen. It hurts so bad and I wanted to just fall asleep to numb the feeling.

"Elle, don't leave me. Please, I'm begging you..." Gabriel's voice is full of hurt and I can imagine his brows furrowed, the crease between them deepening as he speaks. "Hang on, Elle."

But how can I hang on?

I struggled to open my eyes, my breath coming out in gasps. I watch them with my dull eyes - my whole body is screaming in pain yet I am feeling numb. I cannot even move my fingers now, nor blink my eyes. I cannot do anything.

I cannot save myself so how will I be able to save my baby?

My little angel, she or he is suffering in me, battered by stress and pain. I can already imagine my baby crying, asking for his mother, yet what can I do?

I'm useless...

I want to hug my baby and assure him or her, that everything will be okay but how would I do that If I can't even get take him out of my stomach and save him? The tears flow down my cheeks made me shiver. I tried to protest, trying to say that they should save him first but I cannot speak.

I can feel my baby slipping off, and this stubborn one is trying to take me with him. Now I'm torn - Is my little angel going to stay? Do we both need to stay?

A tug on my stomach answers the question I have, the pain making me double over. I have finally found the switch on how I can finally move as I clutch my stomach, crying out in pain. "Elle?" I look to my right and see him, his eyes wild with confusion, "What's happening?" He asked, his voice loud as he looks at the doctor but I'm lost in focus.

I heaved and heaved but there's nothing. My body instantly collapsed as the pain in my lower abdomen worsen, making me whine as the tears flow freely on my face, my mouth moving in their own accord as my final thoughts escaped me, "Please," I pleaded, reaching my hands to the only doctor I knew who could do this, "Save him..."

And with that, I can feel myself slipping into a deep slumber but instantly regretted closing my eyes when I heard my husband say,

"Save who?"

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