Acold day in hell

With the sunlight beaming on his face, Elijah stood outside the motel, hands in his pocket, eyes on the sky.

His head was still swimming from all that had happened recently, his mind still reeling with the fact that he was getting married again, and it kind of scared him just a little bit.

So deep in thought, he didn‘t hear the door open and didn‘t connect with reality until Peach hugged him from the back, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting, her head flat on his back

“Hey,” She said softly, and he could feel the smile forming on her lips even without turning around to look at her. “What are you doing out here?

“Thinking,” Elijah answered truthfully, his voice barely above a whisper as well.

“How much of what Madam Jewel said did you hear yesterday before walking in?”

“A bit,”

Silence followed after his answer as her heart frowned at the thought that he might have been hurt by all the awful words Madam Jewel had spewed.

“Elijah, you don‘t...” Peach trailed off, uncertain where to go from there, her brow furrowed as she tried to find the right words. “...you know you can talk to me about anything, right?”

There was a brief pause and then the vibration of his phone in his pocket interrupted their conversation, causing Elijah to sigh and pull out his phone.

And when he saw Bryan Check‘s name, he drew a deep breath and then answered the call,” What‘s up?”

“Can you join me for lunch?” Bryan‘s voice sounded almost hopeful, but there was also a nervous edge to it. “I got an update, so can you meet me to talk about it.”

“I can,” Elijah replied after a moment of hesitation.

“Great! We can meet up at ‘Hotel Del Rey‘... I spent my night here, so I am waiting for you.”

am on my

fell to her side as she just stood there, remembering

faint smile graced his features

that I can talk to you about anything,” Elijah repeated, his thumb brushing against her

mumbled, “That‘s fine... I knew what I was signing up for when I accepted your offer.”

but he uttered no word, cupped her cheeks, and leaned down to press

with a guy friend at Hotel Del Rey,” Elijah suddenly mumbled against

back

the rules, and a part of her grew slightly hopeful that he might be trusting her just abil. Then she slowly nodded, smiling, brixlıtly up at him as

the receptionist saw him, unlike the last time, she recognized his importance and smiled when he uttered, “Is Mr. Checks in? I have an appointment

you at such a fancy hotel. What are you doing here, Elijah?“A deep voice with

his brows together, Elijah hesitated to turn, feeling a sense of annoyance sweep through

eyes darkened and his face contorted into a snarl, wondering who this man

face Mason, taking in his

mockingly tilting his head. “The one who sponged off his daughter until she divorced you, and now, has made quite a problem for the Hayes, even though you are way below their class and status. Did I get that right?”

the receptionist and calmly uttered,

with… what‘s her name... right, ‘Peach!‘ at the ceremony the other day, and the shit you said to Dean‘s daughter that night... What are you depending on crossing a man like Dean, Huh?” When

in his throat when Matt grabbed his wrist, twisting it slightly and pushing him away from

you need to come down to the lobby... like right now.” The receptionist mumbled

his composure. “Who the fuck do you think you are to touch me?” Mason demanded, stepping forward in rage. “Oh, so you don‘t like being touched by a stranger... Hmm, then maybe

people you don‘t know.” Matt taunted, raising

Malt from the collar of his shirt, but Elijah intervened, grabbing Mason‘s other wrist and twirling him around, banging his

simple instructions,” Elijah demanded, “and do

two before saying, “You‘ll pay greatly if

Elijah rested luis palm against Masoul‘s head, pressing it again on the wooden surface, and lie finally mumbled, “My patience is very

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