Brooklyn is just like any other town in this century; shiny and promising. Which is why Elsa chooses to settle here, far away from her past. However, her presence in town kicks the hornet nest and a string of incidents unfold. Elsa must decide whether to continue her plans for revenge against the town's richest bachelor; or allow herself to fall for him despite all the desperate forces against her.
Tyler's POV
A ray of sunlight streaked through the tinted glass window and I squinted reaching for a pillow. My bed felt sturdier and Instead of a pillow I came in contact with a warm, breathing body and realized I was still in the hotel.
Memories from last night flashed through my head and the blonde head I had eventually come in here with yesterday, Sunday nights were best for hot sex.
Shit, it's Monday! As the realization hit me, I stood up immediately and the girl stirred. I didn't bother to know what she was feeling. I slipped on my pants and looked for my shirt in the heap of clothes lying on the cold floor of the hotel room.
"Good morning," the girl murmured and I smiled tightly knowing I didn't have to have any form of conversation with her.
I found my wristwatch and a quick glimpse told me it was ten minutes till seven. I have a life and I'm returning to it.
"We had great sex last night. I thought you'd at least ask to exchange contacts." The girl said and I remembered her name was Miranda. I bent down and picked up my coat from the floor, I threw her dress for her and when I saw that I was ready I turned to her.
"I would have, but I have a fiancée. Thank you for the great sex," I blew her a kiss and picked up my phone walking out of the crappy hotel room.
I climbed down the stairs and quickly placed a call to my assistant, he picked up on the first ring.
"You called me a hundred times." I snapped and I heard him grunt before he responded.
"Good morning to you too sir," David replied and the background noise told me he was already at work.
I flagged down a cab because I remembered telling my chauffeur to return home with the vehicle last night.
"Why have you been calling?" I asked again and he sighed.
"Files are piling up and your mother called, she said there's neglect in the bar," David said, he sounded like he was reading straight from the tab he always has with him. "Also, your fiancée has called five times."
I sighed as the cab pulled up in front of the Nelson mansion, it was properly illuminated and the plants surrounding it were in order. I trust Tilly to make sure of that. I gave the cab driver a ten-dollar bill and continued the call.
"So what do you want?"
I finally asked him, as I climbed the stairs and landed on the terrace. The butler was standing at the large doorway and he bowed in greeting as I passed him, I wondered if he also could smell the bad odor that was seeping from me, it was a bad mixture of alcohol and sweat. I knew I needed a deep bath.
"Please get to the office as fast as you can, Miss Rose just got here and doesn't seem to be leaving here anytime soon," David said in a hushed tone and I knew she was probably throwing a dramatic tantrum.
"I'll be there as fast as I can." I lied and I heard a crash. "What was that?"
David's breath came faster. "It's your fiancée, she's destroying souvenirs! Please make it fast."
Elsa's POV
I had little admirable quality traits but no one could deny I was an early riser. It was a little dark out which led me to start an impromptu cleaning spree.
The little loveseat that occupied my vast living room was shifted to the doorway and I was fervently mopping the ground. It had been only me in the house for the past week but I still felt that obsessive need to clean, Fiona liked to say I had OCD but I knew it was not particularly so.
My speaker's volume was set to the highest volume and I was jamming Taylor Swift and basking in the unreal feeling of heartbreak, although I had never experienced heartbreak I was familiar with the consequences and what it allowed one to do, I had a clear example growing up.
My phone rang and I rushed to pick it up from my kitchen cabinet, a smile formed on my face when I saw it was Fiona.
"Just when I was thinking of you," I said immediately I picked up the phone and she giggled.
Fiona was my only friend, I enjoyed her company and we shared everything but the same location, and that was just a recent development.
"Early Monday morning and she's thinking of me, I feel special." She giggled and I scoffed, placing the phone in a small cup holder as I continued to clean my dingy apartment.
"Don't feel too special, I saw dirt and you came to mind" I teased and she laughed.
Throughout my whole aggressive childhood, she had been the only reliable substance in my life, so it was no surprise that we remained together.
When she had gotten a job in the leading companies in California I decided it was time I settled the ghost of my past so I could properly move on.
"Dirt is basic, do you think I'm basic?" She asked feigning shock and I laughed out loud, the most excited I had been for a while. My mood was even more gloomy than this shoebox apartment I had to stay and make a home.
"I wish I did. Why did you call?" I asked her, I could hear the background noise and I knew she was brewing coffee. "Are you at work?"
She sighed, she knew she was busted. "Yeah, I got here ten minutes ago."
"You're overworking yourself! Don't tell me that bastard broke up with you?" I asked her, realizing setting in. The only time she was extra invested in work was when she was experiencing a breakup and that was almost always.
"It's nothing. Just a break, I called to ask if you've received any mail from the bar, I don't think you're still sane as you've not been working. You've been there for three weeks now!"
"It's been peaceful. I have had time to rethink if I want to go through with this." I lied and she knew me so well to miss the lie.
"I know you're lying but my boss just walked into the office so I have to go, by the way. He's been very nice to me lately, I will tell you all about it later. "she said excitedly and before I could respond the line went off.
Classic Fiona.
I was replacing the phone on the mug holder when it beeped, alerting me of a new message. I opened it once again and I saw it was a new inbox, my heart developed a mind of its own and started pounding in anticipation, I wanted it to be from the Bar so bad and for some reason it was.
I was quiet as my eyes scanned through the words, there was a bubbling joy in the pit of my stomach and one would not believe it was a summa cum laude student in business management that was getting excited over being employed to work in a bar.
I Let out an excited yelp and did a little jiggle with my hips before resettling down.
It was not just any bar, it was the bar of my worst enemies, the bar where it had all started, the same pub he had told my mother that it was where he fell in love with another woman, the same woman whose family owned the stupid drink house!
"Color me red!!" I squealed as I suspended my cleaning and ran up to take a bath. I was going to go on that personal tour I have been postponing.
The water poured on me and I couldn't stop the thoughts from flowing, when he had left in the name of following his heart my mother had become a shadow of herself. I grew to know a love-struck mother and an estranged father, at some point, we stopped hearing from him.
Fiona and I went for our final year seminar and a speaker mentioned healing, I knew I had to heal my way before I could move on. Arriving in New York I knew Brooklyn was the only place I could stay, it was where I would start.
Sky Bar needed an employee and I had applied to be a bartender. Slowly and gradually I would seep into their system and cause more damage than they had to my family, but first, let me take a shower.
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."