Chapter 5

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Ellison stood by his grandmother’s hospital bed, concern crucki, his stoic mask as he watched her breathe through the Oxygen mask.

His phone’s vibration broke the sterile silence. A message lit up his screen–his eyes sharpened with recognition as he read it. He then sent a one–word response. [Yes]

The speed of his reply caught Joycelyn off guard. Wiping tears away, she typed with trembling fingers: [Could you pick me up? We need to talk.]

His terse agreement felt like salvation. Maybe a marriage of convenience wasn’t the worst option.

She had barely sent her location when her phone died, taken by either rain or drained battery.

‘If he comes, I’ll marry him,‘ she decided. If not, be it.

As Ellison moved to leave, his grandmother’s fragile grasp caugh him.

“You stubborn boy,” Isolde Grant whispered.

“I didn’t mean to worry you, Grandma. I’ve found someone–were getting married tomorrow. No more stress, okay?” His voice held rare tenderness.

Hope flickered in Isolde’s tired eyes. “Really?” She struggled to sit up.

Gently easing her back down, he tucked her blankets close. “Really, I’m going to get her now. You’ll meet her in the morning.

Rest now

“Promise you’re not lying to me

“Never.

The world knew Ellison as ruthless and driven, but for his grandmother, his patience was infinite.

he grabbed his keys, ready

wouldn’t be fe for you to drive, the bodyguard

off his warning, Ellison left

like an avenging angel driving toward

Joycelyn’s small frame beneath the bus shelter, She clung to her suitcase, the tempest offering no real

kept her rooted despite the need for better shelter. Rain haguered the roof like buckshot while trees thrashed

despair settled in her bones and she was about to find another shelter, headlights pierced the darkness and a black car approached through the pouring

stepped out, ignoring the storm’s fury. Rain instantly plastered his suit to

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Chapter 5

girl before him–lost, hurt like an abandoned kitten in the

in,” he said simply, taking her

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tears spilled down her cheeks I thought you weren’t coming,” she whispered, swollen

trembling, his presence sparked something warm in her chest, like dawn breaking through the endless night. Her tears of desperation turned to relief, hope kindling in her gaze.

took her icy hand. “Inside. Now”

finding unexpected

sign loose, sending it hurtling toward them. In one fluid motion, he pulled her against his

his

you hurt?” she asked, voice

injured arm, he guided her to

the suitcase away, he climbed into the car, soaked to the

must be injured. Let me look at your arm, she insisted,

first,” he said curtly without much explanation.

in tense silence, Joycelyn gripping her seatbelt like a lifeline. Forty minutes brought them to his private garage.

we are.” He lifted her damaged suitcase with his good

voice came congested from the cold. “Shouldn’t we discuss terms?” She stood by the car door, her

with uncertainty,

eyes

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