Fated Vows

Chapter 10: Betrayal unfold

When Elara woke up, she sat up in shock and realized that she was in the mansion's room, not in some unknown place, and there was no strange man beside her, which relieved her.

She was prone to blackouts when she drank, and she didn't remember what happened after the bathroom.

The hangover made her head ache, but her cheeck hurt more.

She frowned in pain and couldn't help but whimper.

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom, still wearing the purple one-shoulder dress that accentuated her curves.

On her exposed shoulder was a blood-red mark that was shocking to see.

She didn't know what exactly had really happened.

It looked like a blood-red birthmark.

It wouldn't fade for at least one week.

Tyler's cruelty had only intensified since her return from abroad. Is it because he is a billionare now, or is it because he is in love with Rosalie?

It made her feel scared, with her hair standing on end.

In her deep thoughts, she heard a familiar female voice on the upper floor of the building.

Elara slowly walked out of the bathroom and tried to open her door, but it was locked from outside.

"Aargh! what the essence of them locking me in here?" Elara cursed under her breath.

She then walked to the balcony, tried to eavesdrop which was hard to hear what the two people are saying but she wouldn't give up, she remained standing at the balcony.

The male voice isTyler's no doubt.

Elara sat there curiously wondering who the woman could be.

Is it the woman at the bar who was trying to act cosy with Tyler? Elara's mind got unsetlled and her heart beat too fast.

C'mon Elara, maybe it's one of his workers her mind persuaded.

On the other floor, was Tyler and Rosalie, she had come from abroad and they had a fantastic night together.

"Why do you seem to be in so much thoughts my love, is it work related?" Rosalie asked.

Tyler was seated emotionless on his luxurious white couch with a touch of gold, a flaming cigarette in his fingers. He was on his white sleeping robe, loosely tied, exposing his broad, strong steady chest.

Tyler couldn't stop thinking of Elara no matter how hard he tried.

He wondered why he felt this way even infront of another woman.

"Yeah, it's work hunny, things haven't been easy the past few weeks" Tyler answered putting the ciggarete buts on the ashtray.

Rosalie slowly sat on his strong firm athletic-like thighs hinted with strength.

Her beautiful slender feminine fingers traced the lines of his broad chest, with each breath he took making it rise and fall like the tide, calm, powerful and endlessly comforting as if it was built to shelter her.

Tyler Gush raised his hand, caressed her head, pulling the hair back to reveal her beautiful cheeck bone and her narrow kneck he couldn't stop staring at.

At the moment, their gaze met, Tyler Gush sighed with a silent dare.

He grabbed Rosalie's head into his chest and pushed it away slightly like someone who has been raided with a second thought.

Tyler then lifted his fingers to play with her soft and tender tempting lips.

Rosalie was slowly loosing her breath under his robe.

Tyler slightly lifted her head, he slowly leaned in, his eyes searching her one last second before their lips engulfed to each other. Soft at first, with a deeper tenderness that grew urgent , yet unhurried. Under each breath, every movement was intentional as though they were memorising each other through that kiss.

Rosalie hovered her hands around his kneck, crossing her fingers while Tyler wrapped his hands around her waist.

He slowly lifted her on his chest, her legs crossed on his waist and walked to his guestroom.

He slowly placed her on his luxurious baldacchino supreme bed, gentle and fragile like a crystal glass at a royal banquet, delicate and afraid to break.

Tyler Gush glared at Rosalie before they could get into the game of cuddle, he heavily sighed, and stood up.

His cocky manhood reduced to something very little.

He didn't know how and to whom he could explain how he exactly felt, but he is nolonger the same Tyler Gush ,heir of Gush's family.

Rosalie laid on bed in confusion.

"If i dare get the b**tch trying to steal my Tyler from me, i swear I'll kill her"

Rosalie cursed under her breath.

"Ty..ler.." Rosalie called.

"I need to get ready for work" Tyler Gush said .

He bent down,pecked her cheek and walked out of the room adjusting his robe.

"The hell!,.. what do you even mean?" Rosalie cursed loudly.

Tyler looked at the wall clock, and not like he was late for work anyway, he just didn't feel in the right mood.

He took the home phone and placed a call to his kitchen servants ordering for a breakfast.

"Hurry up! , and...before i forget its a breakfast for two" Tyler ordered .

"Okay boss" a female worker said on the other end.

Tyler sat quietly in the couch waiting patiently before he takes a shower.

Why can't he get over Elara since her return to Gokon City?

Why is her image lingering in his mind since that day of his birthday?

Does he need a therapist?

A string of thoughts stormed his mind.

Rosalie laid on the bed tears rolling down her cheeks.

Who might have told Tyler that i secretly slept with Mr Steve abroad?

Mr Steve was her personal trainer. Although they both knew about each of their partners, Steve lustfuly eyed her every time.

Should she confess to Tyler?

What if he doesn't know?

How about his cold demeanor personality?

What if he goes ahead and kills Steve?

Rosalie thought to herself and chose to die with her secrets.

Breakfast was served, Tyler and Rosalie got ready and went out.

Elara heard them coming down the stairs, and she could tell that's Rosalie's voice.

Elara waited untill they were on the ground floor.

She peeked through the balcony to see who the woman was and to her surprise, her guess was right.

"Tyler Gush is such a scumbag" Elara cursed .

Staring at them, she remembered how much she trusted Rosalie as her friend.

Elara couldn't hold back her tears when she imagined all she had gone through the previous night in the hands of Tyler Gush.

So Tyler had to make her drunk in order to bring another woman to his home even after their marriage?

What kind of marriage is this? Elara wondered.

Elara couldn't stop glaring at them. She got more shocked how Tyler appeared more romantic to Rosalie.

The way he held her hand, to opening the car door for her.

Elara's mind went spiral with how and why since betrayal before her eyes came from the two people she trusted with all her heart.

She endured a cut that went through her heart, a cut that words couldn't express.

Elara felt like a fool when she remebered how she beleived in them.everything shared between them replayed her mind. The cherished moments, the smile and she wondered how it all became a facade.

Tyler stepped on the gas pedal and drove away.

Elara glared at the fading black maybach in her sight, her knees went weak, sat on the floor of the balcony, her eyes blurry and her cheecks wet.

And it only strengthened her resolve to leave!

During the day, Elara tried to calm herself down and silently familiarize herself with the geography of this private area.

It was called Golden Bay, and the mansion was called Czar Garden. It belonged to Tyler Gush and covered an area of over two billion.

In other words, it was impossible to walk out of Golden Bay's territory on two legs, unless Tyler personally allowed it.

But how could that be...

Elara hid in her room and called her friend Bella, "Who owns Golden Bay?"

"The owner of Golden Bay's property is none other than your now fiancee, yes Mr Tyler Gush. It is unknown to many people, very mysterious even i, coudn't figure it out, it's his friend Jerry who told me while drank" Isabella said.

"Bella, i need to see mum, do you know any way out of here?" Elara inquired.

" Let me call Jerry, i will get back to you" Bella said hanging up.