101I flutter my eyelids open with a beautiful smile on my lips. Sitting up on the bed. I looked at my side to see the bed empty and memories from last night flooded my mind.My cheeks turned red when I saw the night dress Liam tore off my body last night on the floor. It wasn't a dream. It was real and we indeed did it.I picked up the cover-up and ran inside the bathroom to take a quick bath. I need to see Liam before making any decision.Is he going to welcome me with open arms and go on his knees saying?“Emily, how about you let me love you and cherish you all my love. It seems I am in love with you and there is no way for me to let you go. Please stay"I chuckle when I picture the scene in my head. It is going to be funny if Liam should do that.After taking my bath, I went back to the bedroom and begin to dress up myself when I heard a faint knock from outside the door.I quickly tied the towel around my body as I walked briskly to the door. Liam cleaned me up last night before
Perhaps I was hallucinating but it looks so real. I wanted to say something but no words escaped my lips despite me trying to talk.”I told you I will know if you are the cause of my mother's downfall. You deliberately called her there, and I saw you smiling, Emily," Aysel said and wished someone could come to my rescue right now before she would suck the life out of me.”Aysel doesn't have the guts to hurt me, right?" I asked myself inwardly but it was all a lie.I can see it right in front of me, just the kind of person Aysel is.“Let's see how you will eventually end up. I can't wait to hear the news of your death" Aysel said with a sinister smile and walked away.“My baby." I cried helplessly as tears escaped my amber eyes before the darkness loomed over me.* * *Beep... Beep... Beep.I flickered my eyes open only to see the faint blurry vision of a white ceiling.”She is waking up," I heard someone say, which made me close my eyes and open them again.Different questions flooded
LIAM'S POVI sat behind my desk, my eyes fixed on the door as I waited for Thierry to arrive. It's been three fucking days and there is no sign of Emily anywhere. I couldn't find her no matter how I searched.That night, I knew I was going to regret my action, but a part of me wished I could beg Emily to. However, my stupid ego and pride ruined everything.The lovemaking I had with Emily was still stuck in my brain, and when I entered the room only to see the torn dress on the floor and the rough bedsheet, memories from that night flooded in, and I lost it all.Emily didn't take the money I offered her because the money was transferred back to my account, nor did she take the car key.I thought if I let her go, I would forget about Emily's existence, but it's funny how the brain works. My whole thoughts are filled with her.I told Thierry to follow Emily wherever she was going, but he didn't follow Emily.If only she had taken the car I gave her, I would have been able to locate her,
EMILY'S POV“How come something like that happened and you couldn't call me Emily?" Chelsea yelled while I looked at her on the screen of my phone.If Chelsea is a cartoon character, I am sure smoke will be coming out of her nostrils and ears now.We were both on video call discussing when Chelsea asked me why I refused to call her back for the past four days. It was early in the morning when she messaged me. Fortunately, I was awake, and she suggested we switch to a video call on W******p.Clearing my throat, I blinked my eyes at Chelsea repeatedly with a puppy-like face, hoping this would bring a smile to her face, but Chelsea didn't even blink. She maintained her stoic expression.“I'm sorry Chelsea." I began and continued. “It was just because it slipped my mind. It's not as if we are fighting before I leave." I let her realize and Chelsea chimed in.“But I wish Liam didn't let you go, Emily. That Demon is heartless." She said, rubbing her forehead with frustration.“Did you think
A gentle tap on my cheek was what woke me up from my deep slumber. I yanked my head to my right side only to see I was sleeping on Vincent's shoulder, and I drooled all over his shirt.“Wake up, sleeping beauty," Vincent said, and I became embarrassed. I am sure my cheeks are flushed red by now and Vincent was just grinning, obviously enjoying this little drama play I am performing.“Are we already at the destination?" I asked Vincent, unsure of where we were.”Yes, sleeping beauty. We are at the destination, and the plane is about to land," Vincent murmured as he yawned softly.“Gosh!" I exclaimed, sitting upright. “I am not a sleeping beauty, Vee." ”Then maybe I should call you an ugly duckling." Vincent said, grinning. ”What do you think about that?" He asked, I had the urge to smack that annoying smirk off his face.”As if I would like that petty name. I am not ugly." I said fastening my seatbelt.“Ugly duckling," Vincent murmured, and I puffed my cheeks.“I hate you," I said, po
I woke up sweating hard from a nightmare. My forehead was glistening with beads of sweat which I rubbed off with the covers.It was a dream about my first death and the way Liam looked at me with disgust while Aysel had a triumphant look on her face.I quickly took out my phone and brought out the SIM card in it. I chew it in my mouth making sure it's well grinded.Getting down from the bed, I wore the slippers beside the bedpost and walked inside the bathroom.After spitting out the chewed SIM card, I look at my reflection in the mirror.“Breathe Emily. You will be okay" I said aloud, rubbing my stomach.I can't believe there is no bulge yet but I am still glad a life is growing inside me.”Mummy will take care of you, sweet," I assured my baby and took the toothbrush and toothpaste.Thirty minutes later, I was back in my room putting on a short jean skirt and a blouse. I wasn't planning to use heavy make-up since I will be at home today and I don't know anyone here in Spain.Knock!I
I checked my email contact and found Dad's contact number there. My eyes were fixated on the screen of my phone but I found it hard to press on father contact and dial his number.It's not even been up to a week since I left Los Angeles and yet, Father is already trying to get in touch with me. Only one question plagued my mind. Could it be that Dad already knew that I divorced Liam, or did Liam talk to him about our divorce?Liam told me to cut ties with his father and I doubt he already told Dad.Clearing my throat, I summoned up courage and pressed on the dial number. The line began to ring and I felt my heart skip a beat as the ringing tone intensified.“Hello," I heard Dad's voice booming through the speaker of the phone, but I was hesitant to say anything.”Hello," Dad repeated, and only then was I snapped out of my trance."Dad," I said, my voice trailing off as I fought back the lump at the back of my throat.”It's me, Emily," I croaked, trying hard to fight back my tears, but
Liam's POVThierry got down from the car hastily the moment he parked the car at the parking lot. He walked briskly around the car to the passenger seat before pulling the door open. It has been a tiring day and there is still no sign of Emily. I already believe she disappeared or left the country, which I wasn't aware of.However, what got me puzzled was the fact that no one could locate her, not even Rylan, who was such an expert at finding people.The only information I was given was that Emily was seen at the airport, but the agent refused to disclose any information related to where she was or the flight she took.“Sir, do I need to get the second car prepared for tomorrow?" Theirry asked and I didn't even know where the anger came from.Is he mocking me that we will have to go again in search of Emily?Turning to face him, I knew whatever I was going to say would break him a bit, but I didn't stop myself. Up ”You couldn't even locate her, and you dare ask me if I could go out w
It was a long night, and when Chelsea finally told Vincent about everything that happened in his absence, I was flushed pink as different emotions swirled through me because of the way Vincent paid keen attention to whatever Chelsea was saying.”I must say you are a good friend to Emily. I wish I knew you earlier." Vincent said after drinking the juice inside the glass cup.He reclined his back to the chair as he watched between me and Chelsea.”So if you had known Chelsea before me, would she be your best friend?" I asked Vincent with a sullen expression. I already went up to check up on Xavier but he is still sleeping. When I came back to the dining room, Chelsea and Vincent were still discussing.Before Vincent could reply me, half-sleeping, Chelsea chose to reply.”Emily, I think you are jealous, and don't tell me no because you are fucking Jealous right now, and it's written all over you." She squealed, her voice filled with excitement and I had to stop myself from blushing righ
After breastfeeding Ryan and watching him fall asleep, I walked out of my room and came across Chelsea, who kept grinning at me.“Stop it, this girl! What are you doing?" I asked, looking at her with one side eye but she didn't care as she closed the distance between us.“Well," she drawled and continued. “I didn't come here to taunt you. Instead, it was because Vincent came down now, and it seems he is waiting for you," Chelsea said, and my gut kept telling me she had something up her sleeve.“What is it to you if he doesn't eat yet? What makes you think he was waiting for me?" I asked Chelsea and she replied with a shrug of her shoulder.”It's just my guess. Please, where is Ryan? I know he already missed me." Chelsea declared in a firm tone.”In your dreams hun... He didn't even ask you" I retorted before walking away from her.Chelsea giggled and walked alongside me. “I won't be surprised if he suddenly kisses you or asks you out.””That's because he wishes to, and how is that you
I didn't know what came over me, but my emotions were a mess the moment I breathed in his scent. Vincent hugged me, pressing his hard chest against my front, and I knew someone was screaming Yes in her head right now.Typical Chelsea's way of saying her plan had worked and she was right about Vincent.“I missed you, Emily," Vincent replied in a warm tone, releasing his arm around me, and I took two steps back.My face flushed pink, embarrassed by the way he suddenly said that, but Vincent didn't act that way; he didn't count it as a big deal like me. Instead, he held my hand as we walked towards Chelsea. “This must be the friend you are talking about. Chelsea right?" Vincent asked and Chelsea rolled her eyes at him in a playful way.Of course, they already met once or twice. Perhaps Vincent had already forgotten Chelsea's face and couldn't recollect her but I didn't stop gisting him about Chelsea during the times he was away.Chelsea couldn't hide her smirk as she winked at me. “Yes,
EMILY'S POVDecember came quickly and the people in Spain were trying their best to fill the streets with Christmas trees and lights. Maybe that is their way of celebrating Christmas but everywhere was bustling with Christmas songs.Ryan was asleep in the crib when I made my way downstairs and saw Chelsea busy watching the television. She was so engrossed and began to sing along to the Christmas song. She didn't even notice my presence until I decided to speak.“Didn't I tell you Vincent will be coming back today?" I asked Chelsea. She switched off the TV and sprang up from the chair, her eyes beaming at me.Chelsea yawned softly before parting her soft pink lips. “Yes, you told me and if you look well, I already tidy up the room. What do you think about the interior?" Chelsea responded and my eyes darted around the room to see what she was talking about.She was indeed right because everywhere was sparkling with neatness. I am sure Mateo helped Chelsea but I couldn't say it out loud
EMILY'S POV(FIVE MONTHS LATER)I was surprised when I received Dad's call this morning. It's been over two months since we last talked. Though I couldn't tell him I gave birth a week ago, Dad didn't stop pestering me to come home and settle things with Liam.He even informed me about Liam's father trying to get my contact but I begged him not to release my contact number to anyone even if it was Aysel.”Are you sure you won't be coming home now?" Chelsea asked as she held Ryan, my newborn baby, in her hand. I called Chelsea here the last two weeks when I was almost due to give birth. She got here through the plane and met me at Vincent's place.Vincent has tried a lot and helped me through my pregnancy. I would be an ingrate if I held him down here in Spain when he was supposed to be in Los Angeles to secure a contract.Chelsea has helped me a lot during the past few days. Even today, it was Chelsea that even woke me up after a sleepless night of trying to breastfeed Ryan through th
LIAM'S POV“Wait, don't tell me you sent Zayn to Aysel?" Rylan asked with his eyebrows quirked up the moment he saw me emerge at the door out of the blue when I was supposed to be inside the hotel room with Aysel.“I thought you were planning to have fun with her? Or was I wrong?" Rylan inquired, standing up from the seat.”Maybe I would have if she didn't try to drug me." I replied in a cold tone which made the creases on Rylan's forehead deepen. “Aysel has tried everything to win me back, and the truth is, I might give her a chance," I said in a quiet tone and pulled the hair at the back of my head.“I thought you claimed you don't love her even when Maddox pestered you about it." Rylan took a deep breath and exhaled through his parted lips.“Maybe I was delusional before. I might have finally realized that I am in love with her now." I responded and took the Vodka bottle on the glass table separating me from Rylan.“Fuck!" Rylan cussed with gritted teeth as he sat back on the couc
(AYSEL'S POV)A low giggling sound left the back of my throat when I saw my reflection in the mirror. I can't wait for Liam to gulp down the entire wine in the glass cup so we can have the best sex of our lives compared to whatever Emily did in the past. Call it greediness, but no man has ever satisfied me or met up to Liam's standard in any way, which was why I am going to seize this moment, now that he was heartbroken because Emily cheated on him.Humming a song under my breath, I took off my gown and stared at my reflection in the mirror. The lingerie looked sexy on me. It was one of Mum's lifelong wishes for me to get married to a wealthy man who would also support in whatever business she add in mind. All I needed to do was get pregnant for Liam, and everything would be different.Meanwhile, the aphrodisiac I took was already working in my system, and I could feel my body getting hot with each passing second.My core was heating and vibrating, and I could feel my clitoris getti
LIAM'S POV”Hey Liam" Aysel called softly like a kitten which got Rylan's brows furrowed with confusion.It's good to know that Maddox wasn't here because he would have told me he was right about me making out with Aysel behind Emily, and that was what probably pulled the trigger for the divorce.Aysel didn't stop there, instead, she placed her disgusting hand on my shoulder and I almost gagged when I smelled her heavy perfume. I let her do whatever she had in mind because, seriously, I wasn't planning to use her to plan my revenge on Emily, but tonight, I don't know if it was because of the alcohol, even though I only gulped down half of the bottle, I didn't feel a little bit better and I want to break her.No amount of alcohol could quench my thirst. “Hi," Aysel called softly, looking at Rylan's way, which only relaxed into the chair, watching the scene unfold.“I told you to forget about her, Liam. She is not worth it, and I can give you whatever you want," Aysel said in a flirta
LIAM'S POVAysel didn't stop finding a way to get in touch despite making it clear to both my workers at home and the office not to let Aysel.She seems to have been monitoring me for all these days, and it makes me wonder if Aysel has always been clingy like this or if I was the one who didn't pay more attention to her in the past.”Sir, the car is ready to be taken out," Thierry said behind me.I was sitting casually on the couch, busy surfing through my phone after a long day at work. I didn't even know when Thierry walked inside.Though I remember telling him, I would need the Mercedes Benz before 6 pm. Perhaps it was because my attention wasn't focused here; regardless, Thierry reminded me.“I will be with you shortly," I replied, standing up from the couch. “Alright, sir," He replied with a bow before walking out of the room.Picking up the car keys on the glass center table, I checked the time on my Rolex wristwatch to check the time. It was just five minutes to 6 pm.I walked