Emma Starr
“Excuse me?”
I let out, wriggling my brows and wondering how many women fell for those lines he just used.
Right from when this famous movie producer rented the entire lake, I just felt something in me flip. I mean there could be families willing to come here, only for a condescending billionaire to stop them?
All shades of wrong.
Here was I, thinking of these, with Nicholas Russell resting his biceps on the kiosk’s surface and tucking his index finger in a cream. I gave an open-mouthed expression as he licked it, staring at his almond-brown hair which was gelled to the back and packed with a hairstring. There was just something about the way his tongue and thin lips, twirled around his finger cause it was a big turn-on.
It made me wonder. Did this devil know what he was doing?
“You heard me correctly.” he smartly retorted. “I suppose I don’t have to repeat myself, or else you want me too and I might just be doing that in bed, sweetheart.”
“W-What bed? Do you think I’m that cheap, Mr. Nicholas?”
His confident expression turned to an astonished one, with him narrowing his eyes. “I find it fascinating that you know me, Miss Emma.”
“Oh, come on now, who doesn’t know the famous movie producer of Las Vegas?”
I said, spreading my palms at the table of the kiosk with a head-on look at him with a smug.
“Maybe most women I know, remove their panties. On finding out, they spread their legs for me to take them to heaven.”
Then you’ve been meeting the wrong people. No matter how attractive he was, it didn’t mean I was going to make myself easy. He was my type, but, just no.
This was an example of what I was talking about. That voice tone, the arrogance and dominancy that hurt my feminine energy.
“Look,” I carried on. “Please voice out your order because over there...” I pointed to the supervisor who was currently watching me. “this is my administrator, who will report me to the manager if I don’t do my job correctly. I need this job because I have no passive income like you.”
A wave of slight dizziness washed over me, making me sway to rest on the table which I made to be stylish, hoping he didn’t see that. My body felt unnecessarily weak, and God, it did make me worry if I will be able to finish today’s shift and earn my wage.
“Um, are you... okay?” he said.
Okay, he noticed! For someone who just met me, he was observant.
“I feel somewhat weak, but it’s nothing to... worry about?”
The attack came again making me fall on the ground this time, sitting with my butts on the floor. Surprisingly, he got in from the exit, with his hands around my waist.
“My place is near, if you rest there, I can find a doctor to attend to your baby, Miss Emma.”
“My baby?” I scrunched my nose. “What the hell are you saying? I’m far from pregnant... Nicholas... damn, my body feels like it fell into snowflakes.”
“Well, come here Princess Elsa, and allow me to help.”
Suddenly, he lifted me in his arms in a bridal style putting my face in his expensive cologne shirt as he brought me out of the kiosk. “W-What... what are you doing?”
“Helping a reluctant feminist,”
“Gosh, do I sound like one? W-What... what is your movie crew?” I answered.
“They take orders from the boss. No hell way I’m leaving a pretty woman like you, in this condition,” he replied.
“There are aides around, right?”
“Aren’t they on a break today due to my rental?”
I nodded only for him to continue.
“You need to be treated, Miss Emma.”
“Isn’t this too sudden? We just met... and, even though we get a job, it’s not like they’ll treat me anyway. I just have to endure this until I find a perfect solution...”
I said, with sadness in the mists of my eyes, remembering why I was even in this pain in the first place.
Sometimes, when I recalled I hated the cause so much.
Apart from me in his arms, everything else was blurry and fuzzy even when my administrator rushed forward asking what was wrong. They paid in wages, so I will be paid only for the hours I served.
However, I ended up in this billionaire’s Rolls Royce, who sped at a high limit, seeking medical help.
He closed the phone, staring at me as I lay with my eyes closed in his back seat rocking my body which felt restless.
“Is there something you’re not telling me?”
“I’ve been this way since I was a child...”
I said, wondering why I will even tell a stranger that. “It’s nothing serious. It comes and goes in its own time, so... I will be fine.”
I said, only for the car to come to a halt.
Nicholas Russell came down from it, opening the door and lifting me in his hands again. “No, you don’t.”
The house looked extremely big, with a magnanimous pool and other things my sickly self was lazy in describing. But this place reeked of someone who was stinkingly rich.
My head connected to a pillow with Nicholas towering over me to touch my forehead.
“You’re burning up. You need some warm water.”
He said, and a second later, he rolled his t-shirt to his mid-wrist pressing it against my body. “Where is aching?”
He asked, making me swallow and point to my hand which he massaged. I moaned from being comfortable as he asked, “Where else?”
I pointed to my legs, only for him to knead every single inch making me hum in comfort. “You are pretty,”
Nicholas said, halting in front of my face, taking my lips in his which I kissed back. I couldn’t lie, no matter how hard I wanted to. His cologne was enticing, with his aftershave scent.
To think he was kind despite that arrogant TV personality he put on, was a great turn-on for me. I twirled my tongue with him when he came knocking at my lip’s entrance.
“Emma...” he groaned, trailing his hands into my underskirt. “Do you want this or are these your symptoms? I don’t want to take advantage of you, baby.”
I summoned my strength to wrap around his neck, entangling my legs around his waist.
“I-It’s not a symptom, I do want you…”
He grew wild that minute, kissing the nook of my neck together with my earlobe, collarbone, and stomach as he went down. Sucking my clit, licking and toying with it, he fingered me a bit before unbuckling his pants.
His manhood was in me before I knew it, stretching as he gave me eye contact before going deeper into my walls. “Goodness!” How was he so good at this?!
He kissed me passionately, while I kissed him back writhing as I made my legs even tighter against him. He wasn’t fast, instead, he took it slow, pleasuring every inch of me. “Let me know if I’m hurting you, baby.”
“I’m not hurting...”
He was giving me high-end relief!
I gasped, holding him as if he was my life support till I came.
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White lights were shining in my eyes, which woke me up. The view ahead, through the transparent glass, made me narrow my eyes till I began to recall what happened. “Miss Emma, are you awake?
A knock went in. “Yes, come in!”
The Doctor who I was familiar with entered the room, closing the door behind him. “Good morning,”
“Morning, Emma,” he replied.
My head got glimpses of yesterday’s scene and the fact that I got to bed with a famous movie producer! Double fuck. Was I still in his suite? House?
“Emma, why won’t you ever listen? You were aware of your state of health and yet worked under such harsh conditions. Thank goodness I was called, who knows what will have happened?”
As the Doctor asked those words, I stood up slowly staring at the stethoscope around his neck remembering why I was even here in the first place. The last time I promised I’ll take care of myself but there even funded to do that? I was broke. Like poor broke.
“I’m not in the best of places right now,” I muttered, rubbing my head and checking if my outfit was presentable to go out. Luckily, I was still in the black and white uniform with the white stockings around my feet to mid-thighs. “There are these responsibilities that I must put first to survive...”
“What better surviving is more important than your health, Emma?”
His words made a memory envision in my head. I had a one-night stand yesterday!
“Doc, there was a man, who um... brought me here, right?” I asked, to be sure I wasn’t dreaming.
“Yes, Nicholas Russell. He left hours ago to catch his flight back to Skye Canyon,” he said.
[Flashback]
“Protection?” I reminded him, but he slid my hands away, entering my pussy saying,
“With you… I’d like it raw.”
[Reality]
Double fuck. I needed to get the plan B pill asap.
“Doc, another question. Do you have a contraceptive pill with you?” I asked him.
“No. I only brought the items you needed for treatment.” He replied. “If you want one, there is a pharmacy in a stone’s throw from here-”
“Okay, thanks!” I gasped, springing up from the bed.
“You shouldn’t be standing-“
“I have to go now, Doctor. This is entirely urgent!”
“Emma, we are not yet done-“
“This is extremely important to me and I have to leave now. Thanks for treating me! You can forward your account details to me so I pay.”
“He already settled it. Nicholas did.”
I heard it come from him as I strode out of the large house hurriedly, without even looking back. Luckily, I felt better and that was what mattered now till I figured out what to do. What I couldn’t take were double complications… that is, the possibility of getting pregnant which I had to erase.
“I will like to purchase the plan B pill,”
I said to the Pharmacist, who had a smile on her face.
“That will be $40.”
I handed her the payment, immediately rushing out to take a taxi. As soon as I got home, I took the pills with a cup of water before breathing a relieved sigh. “Jesus... that was close.”
I sunk to my bed thinking about yesterday’s events.
Of how I had a one-night-stand with a Hollywood star, knowing the chances were slimmer. Somehow, I was beginning to regret opening my legs for him. I felt used, more like he helped me to sleep with me if that made sense!
“Gosh... oh Lord.”
My life was nothing new. Apart from the fact that I was an orphan from birth and had no one except the community in which I stayed at. They were more like a family and helped each other.
The thing was... was I even helping myself?
Tears flickered over my eyes as I remembered the Doctor’s words to me earlier which I shut out to not feel too much pain.
“Miss Emma, body weakness is the first stage of your head injury. If you don’t get the surgery done, the second and third stages can be extremely dangerous and life-threatening.”
I gulped, “How long do I have left?”
“With a regular treatment, perhaps a couple of years.”
“Perhaps? I could die now?”
I swallowed in hurt, the minute he said those words only for him to nod a ‘yes.’
Emma Starr A brief knock on my door brought me to reality. “Who is it?” I stood up, walking to my doorstep to see an envelope slid under. Narrowing my eyes, I picked it up. It was sealed with a gold stamp and neatly wrapped making me knit my brows as I opened it. “Dear Emma Starr,” It wrote. “We got your application to work as a governess in the Country Club’s house of billionaires. I must say, we were impressed by your outstanding experience and decided to hire you as a manager of our staff. Feel free to begin tomorrow! Yours, Management. I stared blankly standing on my spot entirely shocked. Couldn’t believe I just got a real salary job. “Oh, my goodness... oh my goodness!” I jumped up excitedly, re-reading the letter over and over again. “Thank God! Yes!! Yes, yes, yes!” Little did I know. My life complications began. ------------------------------------------------- Five years later. “My niece is coming back today,” The owner of the country club let out, with pride
4 Nicholas Russell “Nicholas! You finally arrived with your team!” My uncle Henry let out, welcoming me. “Hello uncle, how have you been?” I asked, giving them a brief hug as he replied. “All good, son. Let’s go in!” He motioned to my crew, waving his hands toward them. “Come on along, your rooms have already been prepared just like Nicholas asked.” “Thank you, Mr. Henry!” The luggage, portmanteau, and devices were all carried inside by the working staff. I removed my black glasses studying the view as soon as I was in my suite. It’s been years and some developments were done, following the installation of new seats beside the swimming pool outside with a beach umbrella shade. “Emma…” I muttered with a recall of how beautiful she looked today. Her jet-black hair had a bit of curl, and her white teeth, and the intensity I felt whenever she came around. After that one-night stand, I went back to being the same billionaire. One who chased women and made them spread their legs.
Emma Starr “Are you crazy?” My best friend, Morticia said over the phone. “You’re looking for adoptive parents for a child that has a father?” “I need someone that won’t make him miss me. His dad is far from that, following the fact that he’s been getting on my nerve ever since his return.” “Wish I could help, somehow...” she replied, as I took some cabbage putting it in the shopping cart. I went for the cheaper items because that was what I could afford. “Help raise him?” I bit my lower lips, desperately asking her. This wasn’t the first time I did. “That will be awesome.” “Hell no, I can’t even raise myself to talk less of a kid.” Morticia was a redhead. I met her in this neighborhood at a community party which we both volunteered helping services for. Since then, we became close and inseparable. “God. What do I do now?” I ran my hands through my hair, as I walked to a store to get foodstuff. “Didn’t you say his father showed up in town?” “He did, but he’s hurling money
Emma Starr We got to my house, only to see three paparazzi with their cameras. It seemed like they were already waiting for me. I gulped, glaring at Nicholas. Why did he have to be this famous? “Great, how do we go in now?” I wriggled my brows. Clenching his fists, he hit his hands on his steering wheel, “I will try to find a way, baby.” Nicholas drove in slowly as we studied the entire place. My neighbors were peeking to see what was happening. As if that wasn’t enough, Nicholas had announced me to be his bride-to-be. I wondered if it has reached publication yet... Bringing out my phone, I checked only to see my picture with today’s outfit. The headline read: [Nicholas Russell announces Emma Starr as his Bride-To-Be. Turns out they had a son all along! What could they be hiding?] “Look here, they already made news from it!” I exclaimed, bringing the phone forth so Nicholas could see it. “How fast can they be?” I mean they already settled in my neighborhood, so what were the
7Emma StarrHey Emma, You can’t let your heart melt from this billionaire’s tactics. He’s pretending, gorgeous. He doesn’t even mean any of that.These were the words my head was saying. BLARE! BLARE! Like a warning sign.But... why wasn’t I even going along with that? Why did it sound so genuine? That smile... I enjoyed seeing it on Jonathan’s face. The way he shook his father in an innocent and surreal way. It was something that made me want to stay. That made me hope.It was crazy, God I knew…“Daddy, do you want to see my toy house?”“Sure, where is it?”“Over here, come on daddy,” Jonathan replied to his father who took his hand, guiding them both as they walked to the other side of the room. “My toy house is apart...”“Yes, baby, we had to move so I made it that way so it was easier.”I told him from where I folded the clothes.“Oh...”A sad expression formed on his features. “It’s not the same anymore, mommy. Will Bob the Builder come help put it together.”Nicholas chuckl
8Emma StarrWhat more horror could that do to a woman’s life?!Engaged to a lady’s man...Thing was, it was a fake engagement. I shouldn’t give a damn about anything or care about his entanglements!“Where are the casting crews?”I could hear Nicholas yell from the rehearsal room as I cleaned the rehearsal’s entrance.“And the actresses? Goddamn, and the lead actress? Where the hell is, she?!”I wriggled my brows wondering why he was angry. Was it due to what happened earlier? Or work stress? Was it something I wasn’t aware of?“I’m sorry sir,” someone replied to him. “We just got a call. She was involved in an accident and is currently bedridden.”“An accident? How did that, fucking happen?!”“A hit-and-run. Sources say she was trying to avoid hitting an animal only to collide with a huge tree.”“Dammit.”Nicholas seethed. “It just had to happen at this moment. The final shoot. Damn, our competitors are ahead. They released several movies and we haven’t even successfully released
9Emma StarrGod, I could feel my entire body heat up at his gaze.I tore my eyes off him with the intent to take off the outfit.“Going somewhere, princess?”A familiar voice tuned in, making me look behind me. It was Nicholas. His hands were in his pockets... and, there was this gaze in his eyes. It was raw and full of wanting.“W-what are you doing?” I started, only for him to surge nearer. “Hmm, why don’t I ask the questions instead? How does it feel to kiss anyone apart from me? I was in your head the entire time, wasn’t I?”I narrowed my eyes at how he knew that.“Nope, I saw it as an act. Why are you getting worked up?”“Worked up? That’s incorrect. I make people work up. For women, it’s rarely the other way round.”I glared at him, wondering why he was a jerk most time.“Then go meet those ‘women’.”He moved to stop me but I was quick to sidestep his grasp. On realization that I did that, I gave myself some sort of inner accolade.Maybe, just maybe… I could resist him after al
10Emma StarrWas it my pre-period hormones?Or it had something to do with the way he taunted me?These thoughts occupied my head because right now, my body couldn’t even control itself. It was like anything related to Nicholas Russell turned it on. I was a grown woman at 28, yes, but this… was becoming so much for me to handle.I think he noticed how aroused I was because he dominantly made his way toward my legs. Sweeping a dark gaze over my lips, he claimed them with me opening up for him.He toyed his tongue with mine, circling them with mine, making me respond to this power he seemed to have over me. God help me, was I becoming a sucker for his kisses? Or holds…Control yourself, Emma.Please do.I tried to tell myself but my body was currently doing the opposite of that, as my hands wrapped around his back clasping around them and clinging to him like he was my dear life.“Mommy?”We disbanded from each other immediately in a quick rush, watching as Jonathan came out from the
Nicholas Russell “Hello, yeah, speak.” I took a phone call as I drove the car down Nevada town. “Sir we just spotted your ex-wife in Nevada’s airport, from her coordination she seems to be making her way to you.” One of my movie crew members, said to me leaving me wide-eyed, “What? How’s that, are you... sure about what you saw?” I asked with a fierce grip on the steering wheel bringing Emma’s attention, she stared at me curiously at what was happening. “Yes sir, I thought to inform you so there won’t be surprises.” “Okay, thanks for the information,” I said. “One more thing sir- her luggage it seemed she’ll be staying for a while.” “Really? That’s strange. Thanks for the call, Reuben.” “It’s nothing, sir, one more thing though, she seemed-“ I hung up so I didn’t leave Emma curious any longer. The last thing I needed was her worrying about her state. “Everything okay?” She asked, from her seat only for me to nod a ‘yes’. “Just business call on the movie ratings and some othe
17Nicholas RussellEmma buried her head in my chest, making me smirk.She wasn’t the kind to be shy thus, making her like this was quite rare. This was cute however, thinking of the fact that she kept something so delicate from me was scary.When the doctor told me those words, it made me feel lost. It reminded me of the familiar feeling that passed my chest when my wife left me... I abhorred every inch of that feeling because there was nothing for me, in it.So painful...Unnerving and heart wrenching...Her yawn brought me from my thoughts. The sun in the bright sky was starting to set. And it looked like it was going to rain anytime soon. Walking with her in the hospital arena wasn’t something I planned.I wanted the opposite of this for her. Especially with knowing that she might not be here soon.“Gosh, I’m so tired.” she said, stretching while I arched a brow at her.“So,” I started, “Will you tell me the reason you kept something big as this from me?”“What was I meant
16Emma StarrThere was Mrs. Elton from the supermarket. By her side was Morticia and a few familiar faces, Mr. Henry didn’t exclude himself, as he was just right at the front.To my surprise, they brought themselves down here to the hospital making my heart flutter with so much appreciation held in them.“I’m so sorry, Emma. I should have listened to you when you said you couldn’t manage the party. Who knew this was what you meant? Oh, this is so hard to take in...”Mr. Henry sounded sober, bringing out some hanky to clean his eyes. “We agreed not to make her feel sad.”Someone whispered, but I could hear making me smile a bit watching an elderly woman come forward,“Whatever this is, we are fighting it together, Emma, don’t you worry child.”I nodded, as she hugged me in comfort. My hands moved to return the hug, feeling extremely foreign. There was a reason I didn’t want any of them to know about my condition. I didn’t want them to worry so much about me.We were like a family. Any
15Nicholas RussellThe Doctor removed his glasses, standing up and walking towards me to place a hand on my shoulder.“…After that,” he continued. “A section of her skull will be removed to access her brain underneath and get to the tumor. Typically, it takes 6 hours to complete and there are risks but in Miss Emma’s case, a skilled neurosurgeon will be performing the surgery due to the complexity and number of years we had to wait for it. It will therefore reduce the possibility of bleeding, infection or any loss of mental functions but we will have to dissuade the use of anesthesia so it’s completely favorable.”“Anesthesia? Isn’t that to relieve pains and induce sleep?”“Yes... but,”I stared at him in disbelief as he said those words, with an apologetic expression. It meant she will have to go through pain. The thought irked me. I wished I could do something.“Impossible!”I banged my hand on the table angrily, staring at the Doctor. Brain tumor? Smears of tears covered my eyes.
14Nicholas RussellI moved nearer to her with a smirk on my lips.Staring at me like she was astonished on spot, she took a step back but I was quick. My hands snaked around her waist, stabilizing her from falling in tune with the pink flats she was wearing.“Y-You want me to kiss me or it?”She said, referring to the gift only for me to remove the white thread that was sitting on her gorgeous dark hair.“Neither of the above,” I brought the strand to her attention, only for her cheeks to redden.They were pink and had this rosy essence that made me chuckle slightly.“Oh... that, thanks for helping with that.”“Yep.”I muttered, taking steps away from her.“I have to go- I mean we have to go now,” she said, rushing ahead to the rehearsal room’s direction. I went after her that minute.“What now?”The character, acting Declan in Romancing a Spinser muttered in an angry tone. “You’ve been away for the past three months, then you finally show up, city girl? Why... why are you here, I wa
13Nicholas RussellI held the script for the next part of Romancing a Spinster in my hands, studying it carefully and re-reading the roles to be played. I desired to know what else Emma was going to act with the lead actor.Not that I hadn’t gone through it in the past. I forgot some basic parts but knowing this was a romantic tale, there was this withheld anger in my chest. Yes, I never let anything get in the way of me making money.The business was never mixed with pleasure.But Emma made me want to break that fucking rule.“Sir, the lighting and stage preparation has been made for the choreography. The female lead isn’t here, yet, however.”“She isn’t?” I wriggled my brows, asking my assistant who nodded his head.“Ah, I see,”I folded my hands wondering what she was trying to pull this time. “Let me try reaching her. Inform the team of the situation.”“Okay, sir.”As he walked away, my brows furrowed at what she was trying to pull this time.Wasn’t she aware of today? This woman
12Emma StarrI searched for what to say only for a certain thought to imprint my mind at his words. It was a flashback of what he said in the past:“I don’t take a woman twice. I don’t fall in love, neither am I looking for a happy-ever-after.”Narrowing my eyes, I thought of how those were entirely separate from each other.“If you don’t take a woman twice, how does not sharing their work? Does that even apply to everyone or just me?”I asked immediately, only for his face to appear flustered like he was caught off guard.“W-What are you insinuating with that question?” he blurted out. To be honest, his expression seemed extremely funny.Who knows, maybe a certain billionaire found a certain woman he met five years ago, fascinating enough to melt his playboy’s heart?I thought.“Who knows?” I shrugged only for him to put his hands in his pockets, commencing to walk forward.“That is all bogus, Emma, and quite tricky. You’re not becoming foxy, are you?”I chuckled walking after him t
11Emma StarrStaring at how good-looking he looked while sleeping, a pout formed in my mouth that minute wondering why he had to be so annoying at times. I mean, there were good sides to Nicholas Russell, but it seemed like the bad side overshadowed the good.God, what am I doing?After a day of hot sex with him, I’m supposed to have a clear head on how we currently were. I mean I was dying but-Right.I’m dying.I thought, looking around. What was I even doing here? I was supposed to be getting everyone ready for my demise. I’m supposed to make them feel like they could do without me.“Dammit.”I whispered, placing my head on the pillows in total frustration. I had a son. Leaving him to the poor world wasn’t fair. “What am I going to do? What, should I do? Talk to me, my Creators. Please, talk to me. Please, please, please.”A yawn brought me out of my daze, making me look back to the sofa to see Nicholas stirring in his sleep. He unconsciously swooped a part of his almond-brown hai
10Emma StarrWas it my pre-period hormones?Or it had something to do with the way he taunted me?These thoughts occupied my head because right now, my body couldn’t even control itself. It was like anything related to Nicholas Russell turned it on. I was a grown woman at 28, yes, but this… was becoming so much for me to handle.I think he noticed how aroused I was because he dominantly made his way toward my legs. Sweeping a dark gaze over my lips, he claimed them with me opening up for him.He toyed his tongue with mine, circling them with mine, making me respond to this power he seemed to have over me. God help me, was I becoming a sucker for his kisses? Or holds…Control yourself, Emma.Please do.I tried to tell myself but my body was currently doing the opposite of that, as my hands wrapped around his back clasping around them and clinging to him like he was my dear life.“Mommy?”We disbanded from each other immediately in a quick rush, watching as Jonathan came out from the