I can't believe Chelsea took me to the top boutique in Los Angeles. This is the famous store celebrities and world-class people visit to get clothes.The car pulled into the parking lot. We both stepped out of the car and walked towards the main entrance. The staff waiting at the door welcomed us inside with a pleasant smile.“You should have told me you were bringing me here. Did you know the dress here is fucking expensive?" I asked in a whisper while the staff led us inside.My jaw dropped at the interior design of the boutique. The light illuminated the wide space while different dresses were arranged in rows.“Oh Emily," Chelsea said, drawing my attention back to her. I knew she must have frequented this place in the past while all I did was bury my head in my room.“You are the wife of the hottest billionaire right now in Los Angeles. I mean, Liam is hot in town right now." Chelsea added with a shrug of her shoulder.I shook my head slightly before smiling at her coldly and she
I sat nervously on the couch in the sitting room while watching my favorite movie series. Though, at a glance, it looked as if I was concentrating on the movie, the truth is I was nervous, and I couldn't stop thinking about how tonight was going to be.Liam didn't promise to come home straight and we aren't even chatting. I looked at my phone, checking for his message but what was I thinking? He wouldn't even text or call me and I doubt whatever plan Chelsea has taught me is going to work.“Wear that sexy night dress and wait for him in the sitting room. I am sure he wouldn't be able to push you away if he saw you." Chelsea's name replayed in my mind. One thing I didn't tell Chelsea is that Liam is interested in my body but not in my heart. I want him to fall for me, not to lust after me, but Chelsea already assured me to remain calm.The car honked loudly outside, which made me spring out of the couch. I tiptoed to the giant window and pulled the curtains aside slightly.Liam's car
“Tell me, Emily. What games are you playing?” Liam's voice dripped with sexiness while his large, calloused hand traveled down my thigh. I knew what he wanted, and a sense of pride filled me, knowing that Liam wanted me, but too bad this was only going to be a game.Involuntarily, I moved Liam's hand away from my neck and escaped from his trap but I don't think the devil is ready to let me go right because his forehead formed deep creases when I turned to look at him.“You must have a tired day, Mr. Nolan. I would like to retire to my room," I said with a look of tiredness.Liam's gaze traveled down my body as he ruffled his hair with his hand. I took a few steps back momentarily but the devil took two steps towards me.The atmosphere grew tense and the only sound that filled my ears was my rapid breathing.“Come here," Liam rasped in a low voice. Seeing the look in Liam's eyes, I made my way to the staircase, but that was the only fucking mistake I shouldn't have made.I felt the d
My knees wobble as I lean towards the staircase railing. My breathing still came out uneven and a lone tear escaped the corner of my eyes.“Oh, good Lord," I whisper with a shaky breath. I wiped the tears off my face with the back of my hand before making my way inside my room. I locked the door with a click and switched on the light in the room. My phone vibrated on the bed, prompting me to check who just messaged me.A smile spread across my lips when I found out it was Chelsea and not only that, Aysel also messaged me.Sitting on the bed, ignoring the wetness in between my legs and the aching need, I clicked on Chelsea's message first.“Tell me, did it work?" Chelsea asked with a crying emoji.Out of frustration, my fingers worked fast on the keypad of my phone.“It fucking worked, you bitch, and now I'm going to sleep with an aching body," I replied before letting out a sigh.Chelsea's reply came almost immediately. “Go girl. Let's hope you turn the tables around. I will be waiti
A bitter smile graced my lips as I walked forward to take a closer look at Liam's trousers. Aysel resumed what she was doing while mocking me with her eyes. I took a deep breath in before parting my lips.“It's fine. I actually came here because I was getting some things around here. I will let you be," I said with a faint smile. I turned my back towards them and made my way to the door.“Emily wait," Liam called in a cold and stern voice but I didn't turn back. This is definitely what I want. Aysel has promised to get Liam to his side and I'm glad he is taking my warning seriously but I haven't caught them yet. It was only my assumption.“Let me go after her," I heard Aysel say before I walked out of the room in my high heels.The door was pulled open and then shut. Aysel's footsteps echoed behind me as she walked briskly towards me. She stayed in my line of steps and walked to my front, blocking my view.“What are you doing?" I demanded in a cold tone while looking at Aysel.The
The butler ushered me the moment I got to the doorstep. After leaving Liam's company, I stopped at a restaurant before driving to Father's place.I wasn't surprised when I saw Aysel’s car in the parking lot. She must have run here after I already destroyed her phone. Now that the video will be nowhere to be found, I can't help but sigh in relief. The people I called my family were already sitting in the sitting room and I believe they were probably waiting for me because of the heavy atmosphere in the room. I took off my heels and wore the slippers before making my way to them.“Good evening, Father. Mother," I said with a bow while waiting for his reply.“Emily, how was..."Slap!The sound echoed in the room as I lifted my hand to rub my cheek. I was expecting mother to slap me but I didn't know it would be this fast. Maybe I underestimated her.“How could you, Emily? Why would you slap Aysel and also hurt her hand in the process?" Laura yelled and raised her hand again but this tim
EMILY'S POV “I'm done with you, Emily. I never knew you could stoop so low. Bringing a bastard child into my home to claim it's mine?" I felt air suck out of my lungs when my husband, Liam, uttered those words with rage in his eyes. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I held on to the front of my dress. My baby bump couldn't let me stand well but what broke me more was the look Liam gave me. It was filled with disgust and hatred, which made me doubt whatever I was going to say was going to change a thing. "Liam, please, this is our child..." I began but my voice faltered when a slap suddenly landed on my cheek. My gaze became blurry as more tears threatened to escape my eyes. It stung but the person who slapped me was none other than my fake sister. She was the princess while I was nothing but her shadow. “How could you lie to my face?" My sister yelled in front of me with pure hatred in his eyes. She cleaned her hand with a handkerchief as if I were a rag before stomping the handker
EMILY'S POV My heart kept pounding hard as I made my way to the car while Liam's bodyguard got into the driver's seat. “Take me back to the penthouse," I said with bloodshot eyes as soon as I locked the car door. I took a long deep breath, trying to tame the anger that threatened to burst any second. There were three knocks on the car window before I finally heard Liam's voice. “Emily, tell me what is wrong," Liam asked, but I didn't bother to look at him. I was pissed to see him with my sister again after everything he has done. I don't even know how my sister got to know I was in the hospital. I want to leave this place right now. “Won't you get this car out of here right now?" I said to the bodyguard with my voice octave at peak. He stepped on the pedal and drove out of the parking lot at the speed of light. I watched Liam stand in the parking lot through the mirror, but I didn't bother to have any ounce of regret for him. I remember sharing the good news with him in my pas