The nightclub is crowded, I have to wait 40 minutes in line to get in and when I finally do I spend another 15 minutes looking for Nancy. When I find her, she is already a little bit tipsy, according to Mark from the sales department, she and Tania have been doing shots nonstop.
“Emma, I am so glad you came! I was so sure you were going to cancel!” Nancy shouts as she gives me a big welcome hug.
Our kiss gets more and more intense. My heart is pounding in my chest, the excitement runs through my veins along with all the alcohol I have drank. I am consumed by desire, the fact that Alex Ricci is a dangerous man and a mobsters seems so insignificant next to my need of being loved and wanted by a man. I don’t care about the consequences I only care about the now. The drinks helped me get rid of all of my inhibitions and objections, everything that stoped me before from giving myself to Alex now seems irrelevant. Part of me is aware that I’m doing this out of spite because Leopold spent the night with that super model, but I suppress the thought in my head. Leopold is the last person I want to think about right now.
Tomorrow is the 25th of December, the plan is to spend the day at the Beckett’s Christmas Family Party. According to Mary Alice, who calls me every single day to discuss wedding-related issues, her parents invite all of their relatives to a formal gathering that resembles more a gala than a normal family Christmas day. Sick of Mrs. Beckett’s snarky remarks about my simple and cheap outfits, I asked Mary Alice to help me find an outfit for the lavish event. She takes me to a tiny boutique I have never been to, filled with beautiful dresses from exclusive designers I have never heard of. I try on several dresses, they all look amazing. It is hard to pick just one and after much deliberation, I finally chose a red sleeveless A-line dress.
I wake up feeling slightly depressed. This is the first Christmas without my parents and I’m going to spend the day with my fake in-laws and Leopold’s extended family. I lie in bed feeling a lump in my throat. I’m really disappointed I didn’t get to see my brother last night. Maybe if I hurry up I can see him for a while before heading to the Beckett’s Christmas Family Party. That would definitely cheer me up. I put on a pair of jeans and a hoodie, and head out the main door.
The two thugs enclose me against the main door.“Where is your brother?” One of them asks me in a rude tone.I don’t reply, I just look at them
I take a deep breath as I try to find the right words to explain my situation to Leopold.“I don’t know who those men are...” I mumble insecure.“Don’t lie to me, Emma,” Leop
The ride to the Beckett’s mansion if the happiest of my life, I smile all the way there and when I’m not smiling it’s because I’m kissing Leopold. It feels so good to finally be able to express my feelings for him and stop acting indifferent.I can’t help but gasp the moment we arrive at the Beckett’s mansion, the place looks like a magical winter land. The already impressive fountains have white Christmas lights and poinsettia
Nate drives us back to Leopold’s apartment, we haven’t said a word to each other since we left the party. I don’t have anything to say, there is simply too much in my mind right now, Mrs. Becketts’ words really hurt and a day that was so full of happiness and excitement suddenly seems blue. The second we walk into the apartment and are alone, Leopold surrounds me with his arms.“I am so sorry about what she said, you don’t have to see her ever again,
(Leopold’s P. O. V.)I wake up slowly and feeling wonderful. I smile as the memories from last night come to my mind. I stretch my arms towards Emma, I can’t wait to hold her close again, but then I startle when I notice that she is not by my side on the bed.
I stand a few yards away from the party as I look at our few guests having a great time on the dance floor. Even Mary Alice seems to be having fun, although this wasn’t the wedding she planned for us. This isn’t happening in a castle in Europe, or at an elegant salon with crystal walls by an artificial lake. I know at first she was disappointed that I wanted to go in a different direction, but she eventually accepted that the wedding should reflect my taste, not hers. Constance Cassel was a different story, she resigned in the middle of the planning because she considered my ideas to be too “plain for her to work with”, and maybe they were, but this is what I wanted: A small intimate ceremo
I can’t help the tears that fall from my eyes. I can’t believe I am never going to see Leopold again. I leave the note on my bed next to the gorgeous engagement ring that Leopold gave me. I wipe the tears from my eyes, before I take my suitcase and leave.Clara is too busy handling the arrangement of the new hospital bed and the arrival of the medical personnel, so she doesn&rsq
As I go in the apartment, I intend to go straight to my room to pick up my things before I leave for good, but Clara is here and she is worried sick because she heard Leopold was wounded by a firearm. The elderly woman seems too fragile for me to just leave her with no answers, she has worked for Leopold for years and she genuinely cares for her boss’s well-being. I sit on the bed with her and I tell her what happened, that the surgery was successful and that Leopold will recover fully. She is very relieved to hear the news and goes to bed with a big smile. The moment Clara goes back to her room, I take out my suitcase and I start to pack all of my belongings. I have no idea where I will go, I just know that
“I was kidnaped by Alex Ricci...” I admit as I lift my eyes to meet theirs. “He is the gangster that shot Leopold, he did it because Leopold came to rescue me while I was kidnaped.”“What?!” Mary Alice exclaims.“But the chief of police said Leopold was shot by a ma
As I wait for the Beckett family to get to the hospital, the nurse tells me that Leopold is already in his room and that he is conscious. I walk as fast as I can without running towards his room. Leopold is lying on the hospital bed looking out the window with a scowl on his face. He looks more pail and has bags under his eyes, but he still looks astonishingly handsome. I freeze at the door as I contemplate him, I can’t believe I almost lost him.“Hi,” I say in a soft
The ambulance arrives a few minutes after. Leopold is still conscious, but weak. The paramedics attend to him without wasting any time. They prepare Leopold to take him in the ambulance, I am holding his hand and I don’t want to let go.“Can I come with him?” I ask one of the paramedics.
(Emma’s P.O.V.)“It’s…. Eh…” the man hesitates to answer.As the man downstairs mumbles, I keep on trying to get free from his grip. I tried to cry out for help, but the second his man informed him that there was someone
(Emma’s P.O.V.)My head is killing me and my stomach is upset. I slowly open my eyes and look around me. I don’t recognize this dark room. The room is empty except for the mattress I’m lying on over the floor. I try to move, but my hands are tied together on my back with a rope. I try to break free, but the knot is too tight. After several tries, I am able to kneel over the bed. I look around me once more, trying to find something sharp to cut the rope, but there is nothing in this room aside from the mattress. My wh
(Leopold’s P. O. V.)I wake up slowly and feeling wonderful. I smile as the memories from last night come to my mind. I stretch my arms towards Emma, I can’t wait to hold her close again, but then I startle when I notice that she is not by my side on the bed.