Emily
“You will stay away from Elliott.” Cedric raised his voice as soon as we got home.
I was blindsided. I didn't know that he had seen the two of us together…
“Why? I don't see how that is any of your business. Who installed it isn't your concern.”
He scoffed. “If you want to keep your life, you will think long and hard before you say another word.” I was about to speak but he raised his index finger, stopping me..”You can do anything you want, you can adhere to anything I tell you but take this one most seriously. Don't ever talk to that man Elliott. That is the first rule you shouldn't break “
I wanted to counter his facts but he walked away before I could mention another word.
One good thing about this contract was the fact that I got to communicate with the outside world. I grabbed my iPhone and dialed my father's number. It went straight to his voicemail. It was just like when I was in New York, where I couldn't reach him for weeks. He can't pull this trick on me and go off the grid without even the courtesy of telling me how he embezzled funds and sold me to this cruel man.
I dialed his number again for the umpteenth time, but it was still the same response. I tried to fight the tears but he couldn't trick my body any longer. I broke into tears.
I knew that I needed to end this before things got worse with me. I knew that a divorce was the only thing that could end all of this. I imagined going back to my life in New York. I grabbed my laptop and searched for a divorce lawyer and sent him a letter. I fixed an appointment for the next day.
Cedric had given me money from time to time and it was a good thing that I had kept it. It was the only shot I had in making sure I got out of this mess.
I believed I was kidnapped and that was my basis for ending this marriage. Cedric had given me the file of this contract that he had forced me into. There were too many rules and my signature was there too. I sighed. With the tight security in this mansion, I tried to think of an excuse to get out of the house.
It was time to meet up with the lawyer. I texted Cedric that I was going to meet up with a friend. I was expecting a call from him but my phone didn't beep. It gave me peace at some point.
I went to the cafe waiting for the lawyer to meet up with his appointment.
“Hey, beautiful.” I had goosebumps, immediately after I heard the voice. That familiar voice gave me chills and I just wanted to bask in the feeling.
“Are you stalking me now?” I smiled at him.
“No, no. I was in the neighborhood. This is one of my favorite cafes, I just needed to get a latte.” I narrowed my eyes on him. Sincerity was written on his face. He sat across from me, owning the room.
“That's nice. Although I haven't tried their coffee. I'm just waiting for someone here.”
“Mind telling me what your appointment is all about. Maybe I can help.”
“Emily! What the hell do you think you are doing? Is this the friend you came to see?” I was shocked at his authoritative voice. I couldn't handle it.
I tried to think of what to say. “She is on her way?”
“Really? Your friend came from New York to see you here in France. Stop this bullshit!” I had the element of surprise in me
How did he know that?
“Don't you dare use that tone on me, Cedric?!”
He turned his gaze to Elliott. “The moment I turn my face you want to sink your teeth in my marriage. I get your acquaintance but don't you ever think you can whore around my wife.” he wasn't done. “Emily, you do not know who he is.” Elliott kept quiet, acting off around Cedric.
“Cedric, please. We will discuss this when I get home. My friend came from New York to see me and I would appreciate it if you are not making a scene.”
“You are a terrible liar. What is your friend's name?” I gulped thinking of the first name that popped into my head. Silence enveloped me. “Let's go home.”
“I would not be told what to do.”
Cedric sighed. “Your lawyer isn't coming. I am the lawyer you wanted to hire. Your allowance would be retrieved because I cannot even trust you.”
I sighed. Thinking of how I must have hired him instead. My first thought was to run away, Elliot tried to reach for me but Cedric was quick to keep me on a tight leash.
He points his finger at Elliott. “I Don't want to see you under these circumstances.” Elliott kept quiet. I tried to apologise but he dragged me away into the car waiting outside the cafe.
“Cedric, what you did was wrong.”
“Did you see how you were talking with him like you guys have some relationship that you are keeping from me? You are acting like a slut. Do I have to remind you that you have to fulfill your side of the fucking contract?” I sensed the jealousy in him. Something he had no right to have.
When we got home, I went ahead to my room when his baritone voice stopped me in my tracks.
“We have a dinner to attend. For me to trust you again, you have to do exactly what I say. Any sort of disobedience is going to cost you dearly. “
“What if I choose not to go?”
His phone rang. “Like I said, it is going to cost you dearly. Do not test me.” He answered his call ignoring me. I heard Celine's voice on the other side of the phone. She was telling him she needed him, especially after the stunt he pulled.
What is the point of going to dinner with him when he has another woman with him? Why the hell does he keep me here, if he is always going to her?
Cedric called the head of his security. “I have somewhere to be. Lock her up in her room.”
I protested. “You just told me we have a dinner to attend and you are leaving?”
“Our marriage is strictly transactional. You do not have the right to ask me that question. Besides, dinner is tomorrow.” I stopped the guard from touching
me. “Do as you are told.”
The guard led me up to my room, locking me in.
CedricI stared at her. It was the least I could do to keep my emotions at bay. I didn't know how to approach the situation, especially when Elliott had related to me about their relationship. I knew something was going on, but they were willing to deny everything while I was watching them. I became more furious, seeing how she had sold herself to a man like Elliott. I couldn't think of anything else that could be more demeaning than coming to terms with the fact that she had been with him all along. It made me rethink the story of her kidnap. Was she truly missing? What was she up to? I saw how she stretched herself, in her seat. I wanted to help her, but then that she still had that thing in her womb even after I had Instructed that she had gotten rid of it. It was the same issue that caused her disappearance for weeks. Something that hadn't settled well with me since then.The air around us was tense. She was under my predatory glance every time as she stared out the window. I cou
CedricEmily was glaring at me, her eyes wild with fury, but I didn’t care. Not anymore. I had no time for her tantrums or misplaced anger. After everything I’d done for her, the least she could do was listen."Emily’s just going through a lot right now," Elliot said, his voice calm but strained. He was standing too close to her, like he always did. It made my blood boil. "You should take her home, Cedric."I laughed, a sharp, bitter sound that echoed off the walls. "You must think I’m stupid, Elliot." I took a step closer, eyes narrowing on him. “Are you sleeping with my wife?”He flinched, just a small movement, but enough for me to see. I could smell the guilt on him like cheap cologne. His eyes darted to Emily for the briefest second before he quickly shook his head. “No. Of course not.”Emily stood up straighter, chin held high, defiance written all over her face. “How does it affect you, Cedric?" she shot back. "When you’re cheating on me yourself?”I turned to her, rage flashin
EmilyI stood there, my body tense, my eyes fixed on Cedric as he stepped closer. His presence was always unnerving, but this time, it was more than that. He had been absent when I needed him most, and now he thought he could simply demand my return, as if nothing had happened. I was not going back without answers."Emily, you need to go home," Elliot's voice came from beside me, low and urgent. He reached out to touch my arm, but I pulled away, glaring at him."Home?" I scoffed, shaking my head. "Where was he when I was missing? Where the hell were you?" My voice rose, filled with the frustration and betrayal that had been building up ever since my disappearance.Cedric’s jaw tightened as he looked at me, his eyes cold. "I don’t have to explain myself to you," he said, voice calm but edged with threat. He was always like this—untouchable, self-assured. “Return with me now, or you’ll face the consequences.”Consequences. The word sent a shiver down my spine, but I refused to back down
Emily Elliot had been behaving strangely. The softness he had when I first arrived seemed to have vanished into thin air. I tried to think of what I might have done that would create such indifference in him before he left. I couldn't come up with anything. I knew how I was with Cedric, and he hadn't made me feel even the slightest way Elliot had made me feel. I felt safe for the first time in a long while, and that was why I felt sick to my stomach. Knowing that something was off with him when I knew that was not how he reacted.I sighed, wandering around the house, not knowing how to release the anxiety that settled in my bones. "Ma'am?!" I snapped out of my thoughts as I heard the subtle voice of the maid. Subtle but sharp. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were standing there.""I guess you are worried. If there is anything I can do to help." I smiled, shaking my head. She dropped the tray holding the glass of juice in place. "It's fine. It's just been a few hours since Elliot w
CedricI drove with purpose, gripping the steering wheel tighter than necessary as I navigated through the city streets toward Elliott ’s club. The day was overcast, a fitting backdrop for the irritation gnawing at me. Elliott. His name had come up far too often lately, and I wasn’t about to let him continue slipping under the radar. Emily’s disappearance had changed everything. I had to know if he was involved, no matter how friendly he acted.When I arrived, Elliott was already waiting for me outside the club, leaning casually against the side of his car. He straightened up as I pulled into the lot and stepped out. As usual, his face held that annoyingly neutral expression, the one that made it hard to gauge what he was really thinking.I approached him, taking a deep breath to calm the simmering anger inside me. I wasn’t here to start a fight. Not yet."Elliott," I greeted, keeping my voice steady."Hey, Cedric," he replied, flashing me that too-friendly grin of his. "What's going
EmilyI wandered through Elliott’s house, letting my mind drift as I moved from room to room. There was something calming about the quiet space, the soft hum of the wind outside, the creak of the floorboards under my feet. After everything that had happened, I needed this—a moment of peace, of silence, where I could pretend, just for a little while, that things weren’t so complicated.As I ran my hand along the wall, I started to daydream. I imagined a life here, with Elliott. Me, him, and our child. I could see it so clearly, like a picture-perfect fantasy that felt almost within reach. I pictured Elliott in the kitchen, cooking like he did this morning, laughing as our child ran around the house. The thought brought a small smile to my face, even though deep down, I knew it wasn’t that simple. Nothing ever was. But in that moment, I allowed myself to dream.Eventually, I found myself standing in front of Elliott’s bedroom door. Curiosity tugged at me, and I pushed it open gently, st