ALEXANDROEmily didn’t even have to give Elena a glance of the killer glare that she was killing me with before Elena yanked her finger out of mine. I hadn’t even been conscious of it.I couldn’t help but notice how sexy she looked in that red gown. I could see her cream thighs, her cleavage, and how she styled her hair to play around it, covering yet revealing. Teasing.Every eye was on her now. All my efforts have gone down the drain. I was angry.I reached for her only to have Ian block my path. “You will not lay a hand on my date.” A determined look was in his eyes, along with a little bit of possessiveness. From a man like Ian Ortega, that little might be too much.“You will not keep me away from my wife.” I snarled at him. I knew when to fight and when to retreat, but with Emily looking so sexy, I just couldn’t leave her with Ian. Not with that look in his eyes.“But you can keep your wife hidden in a hotel suite and flaunt around with other women, dancing with them and making t
EMILYI knew I had bitten off more than I could possibly chew.Alexandro was went out of sight after he threw Ian a punch, I had to commend Ian for not returning it.I could feel his gaze on me but I didn't see him no matter how I turned. I thanked and apologized to Ian who didn’t seem offended in the slightest.“If Alexandro gives you a tough time, you can call me.” Ian offered. It was funny that both father and son offered me their number. I hadn’t seen Anthony all through the party.“I didn’t see Anthony today.” I voiced my thoughts and was surprised to see Ian frown.“Do you both have any… unfinished business?” He stepped a bit closer as he asked the question, making the question sound personal.“Of course not. I only noticed that I haven’t seen him.” I said hurriedly. “Goodnight Ian. Thank you once again. I had a lovely time today.” And now I was going to pay for it.It took an eternity for me to walk to the front of our suit. I knew Alexandro was angry. It hadn’t been my intenti
EMILYI spent the whole of the night on my knees beside him, begging, repeating the words, “Please…please… please.”Nothing seemed to get past his unforgiving skin. How could I sleep when each second mattered concerning my father’s life? He was so close to recovering. There were two weeks to the end of the month and knowing my father could have woken up in that period if I had stayed put hurt me.I did this to him, any retardation would be my fault. Why hadn’t I played it by the book?“We will have breakfast with the Ortega’s. it’s your chance to prove to me that you get my message.” I heard his voice say.My knees were too weak to hold my body up at this point so I was sprawled on the floor. My eyes were red from the last of sleep and I knew I looked a mess.I hauled myself up to the closet. First, I needed an apology dress. Something modest and cool. Something everyone would see and know that something had changed.No more colors for me. I’ll be sticking to black, even down to my und
ALEXANDROI had made a very big mistake. I went against my words. I told her she would be happiest with me but went ahead to cause her more pain than she had ever imagined, which had been my intention.But I had made a mistake along the way. The plan was to hurt her and not myself, this was a drastic measure to keep Emily in check, It was for her own good, but somewhere along the way, I had gone too far. Not in the sense of her punishment but in my attachment to her.It hurt me to see her in pain. Her tears and the sound of her sobs wrapped themselves around my heart like a vice.She didn’t sleep all through the night and I couldn’t either. I pretended to sleep hoping she would go to sleep but she didn’t.I was relieved when she stood up at last. That was more like it. She couldn’t be stuck on the floor forever. Tears solved nothing.Pride swelled in me when I heard her movement in the closet. Emily was preparing for tomorrow. I knew at that moment that she had learned her lesson, suc
ALEXANDROShe didn’t die.But she wasn’t quite alive either.“We’ll leave her on oxygen for the main time and observe her.” The doctor said.“Is this normal?” I asked the doctor. I knew people didn’t drown in their tubs every day but I wanted to know if it was the normal process after someone almost died by drowning.“Cases like this are rare, especially with the whole bathtub thing. You said you heard no struggling sound.”“I was asleep, I searched for her as soon as I woke up,” I explained.“The thing is, when people are confronted by death, they fight for life. I’m sorry to ask this but Do you think she did that on purpose? Does she have any reason to?” The doctor asked, looking me in the eye.“Why do you ask? What do you mean?”The doctor took a deep breath in and out. “Your wife has no will to leave. This is something she can go through, the danger is past now but she isn’t responding to anything. It feels like she doesn’t want to respond, it’s not like she can’t.”“Emily isn’t th
ALEXANDROThe thought began to weave in my heart. She must not know. Emily must not know.Grief and remorse were gone. All my mind could weave was a way to keep her.Emily must not know about the baby, ever if possible. She would find out about her father later but not now, not in this mental state.I raced to the doctor’s office. “She must not know.”“What?” He asked confused.I stalked up to him and placed my hands on his shoulders. “I don’t want my wife to know, ever. About the baby. We need as minimal psychological damage as possible.”The doctor scratched his head and gave a deep sigh. “I understand what you mean and I agree with you. But you’re a bit too late.”The nurse had just gone to give her the drugs for her empty womb, it had a bit of effect they would have to prepare her for. She would have to tell her about the baby.I raced to her private ward but it would make no effect, I found Emily sitting up, the oxygen had been disconnected and she looked broken.Emily looked up a
EMILYIt was amazing how time flew. It was unbelievable that this life I was living was mine.I was back in America but not in Alexandro’s house or the hotel. In fact, the only time I saw him lately was on the television.I could live my life freely because all photos of me were taken out of the internet and I was a free woman. I dyed my hair black again, kept it straight and no one ever recognized me.The last time I saw Alexandro was when he came to give me the deed of my dad’s house. I didn’t know how he got it but I was grateful for it. He offered me no explanation and I didn’t ask for one either. He sent a crew to help me move in, he paid me as he promised at the beginning of our contract.I was a rich woman now.My phone alarm rang in my pocket, it was almost time for my therapy session.I sipped the milkshake in my hand as I climbed up the stairs. I got to the hospital a bit earlier, took the stairs to avoid people and have time to myself, and maybe took a little rest too as cl
“So, will you attend the party with me?” Zach asked, I could see he was nervous, shifting from one foot to another.In the few months that I’d returned to school, I had been asked out by different people a couple of times but Zach was the cutest of them all. I noticed him, he was cute and a brilliant guy. He was unlike other guys that thought there was charm in being a badass or an asshole.“I’d love to Zach, but I’m busy that day.” I lied.He frowned, “Which day?”“The day of the party.” I racked my head for the date, 26th? 27th? I never listened to announcement for parties.“Emily, you don’t even know the date. You could have just said no, that you don’t like me.” He was hurt.“It’s not like that Zach, irrespective of the date, I can’t attend the party with you. I’m sorry.” I was sorry, if nothing else, I’d have loved to go out with Zach or be close to him. As friends anyway. No love for me in this world. “You’ll find another girl,” I said before walking out.I had two more classes