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Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 37
Without even a second thought, Giovanni slammed his laptop shut and rose to his feet, ready to make the decision that was going to change the course of his entire evening. He couldn’t ignore Emily. The fear and worry in her voice. It was one he had absolutely never heard before yet sounded so desperate and scary in a way. Three days had passed since he last spoke to her, purposely giving her time to work on school related stuffs at the camp. Though he wasn’t sure when she was going to return home, all he was expecting was a text from her announcing her arrival not a call like that. “Giovanni?” August walked into his offic, staring at him in confusion as he packed his things and prepared to leave for the day. “Are you getting off work already?” “Yes,” he barely spared him a glance as he replied. “I have somewhere to be.” “What? Where?” August’s confusion was still very evident. “All of a sudden? What’s going on? It’s unlike you to leave work before closing hours.” “Miss Stark,”
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 38
With Emily by his side, Giovanni led the way into his mansion, walking all the way to his guest room he literally never used. He never had a reason to since he never had people over. However, his personal private maid always took it upon herself to clean it alongside the dozens of room he never used, having it clean and cozy enough to receive an impromptu guest. “Make yourself comfortable,” he said as he opened the door to the guest room and gestured to her to get in. “You’re shivering. I’ll get some clothes for you.” She nodded appreciatively, watching him walk out of the on his quest to get her new clothes. Her heart warmed at his kindness as she looked around the room the moment he was gone. It was a exquisite yet cozy room and Emily couldn’t ignore the sense of safety and comfort she felt from it. It was a stark contrast to the chaos and fear she had experienced earlier.She sighed and took off his jacket, carefully draping it on the couch in the room. Wrapping her arms around
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 39
Giovanni’s day started at the usual time, exactly 6am. But what was unusual was him making breakfast at past 7am with no intention to head out yet. Breakfast for two at that.Glancing at the wall clock as he walked into the dining to set the table, he noticed it was almost 7:30am. Normally, it was time for him to head out for the day but instead he was home wondering if it was too early or the perfect time to head over to the guest room to wake Emily up. He clicked his tongue as he sat on one of the empty chairs at the dining. It was probably still early. Yesterday had been eventful so he figured she probably was still going to be sleeping in- she needed the extra rest. He folded his arms and remained in his seat until it was exactly 8am. Then he got up, finished setting the table then made his way to the guest room to gently place a knock on the door. No response. He knocked again, still getting no response in return. A hint of worry flickered in his eyes as he knocked again, th
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 40
Emily woke up, the realization of two things immediately hitting her. One, she was feeling way better than she felt hours ago. And two, hours after hours had indeed passed. She sat up, feeling a wet towel immediately slip from her head. Picking it up from the floor, she wondered how it got there, her confusion immediately doubling as she saw her phone right next to her when she could clearly remember leaving it to charge before going to bed. With a light groan, she checked the time. It was past 6pm already, her hands immediately covering her mouth as she realized she had been asleep for over 8 hours. “Wow,” she breathed out as she got up, completely pulling the layers of blankets away from her. “Just how tired was I to sleep for that long?” Her mind instantly travelled towards Giovanni and she cursed under her breath. Seeing her sleep for that long, he must have thought she was a heavy sleeper when that was actually far from being the case. She did oversleep once in a while but
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 41
Emily was done with classes for the day and as she strolled through the bustling hallways, contemplating on heading to the cafeteria before heading home, she bumped into Tyler. “Emily!” A frown immediately appeared on her face as she spotted him, followed by her crossing her arms. He looked at her, an apologetic expression on his face as he rushed towards her. “Hi.” “Hi,” her tone was plain, doing a good job at showing how mad she was at him. “It’s you.” “When did you get back?” He asked. “I know you’re mad at me, Emily but I promise I wasn’t with my phone. I was busy with work I didn’t see the phone calls until the following day. And I wanted to come over to your place to check up on you but I got caught him with family stuffs again. How are you? Why were you calling? Did something happen?” Her anger subsided at the mention of his family. Though not as complicated as hers, he also had a problematic family. “It’s nothing serious,” she replied, deciding to not bother him about w
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 42
The moment Tyler dropped Emily off at home, she dashed into her room to get ready for the night. She stripped her old clothes off and got into the shower, taking her bath as quickly as possible. She had only one hour. An hour to get herself ready for whatever Giovanni had in mind for the night. In no time, she was all dolled up for the night. Our outfit was nothing extra with leather short skirt reaching her mid thigh and a crop top on. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and she had light make up on, immediately plopping into one of the sofas in the living room to wait for him. Exactly fourty-five minutes had passed, Emily rubbing her palms together as she began to mentally count down till it was finally an hour. She had two guesses- either he texted her one more time or decided to just show up at the door and announce his presence. It seemed to be the latter as after a couple of minutes, she finally heard the doorbell ring. Immediately jumping to her feet, Emily took out her p
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 43
Emily and Tyler sat in silence, completely different thoughts on both their minds. They were far from having the night both of them planned. Emily’s legs were crossed, wondering if Giovanni had seen her text and without telling her, decided to cancel their date just like that. Tyler on the other hand was left to wonder if staying at home was any different from being at Emily’s as they both refused to utter even a single word to each other. The tension between them was evident and impossible to ignore. Emily had things to say she wasn’t saying and Tyler had things to do he wasn’t doing. “So,” Tyler finally spoke up. “So?” Emily replied him. He dramatically cleared his throat before continuing. “Is Giovanni still coming over? I mean, do you still have plans for the night?” “You tell me,” she immediately fired at him. “I texted him to inform him of your surprise presence and guess what, he hasn’t replied my message.” “Wait a second,” Tyler sat up. “Are you mad at me?” “Mad?” Emi
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 44
“Drop me at the next bus stop.” August let out a groan and tapped on the steering wheel, immediately turning to face Tyler. Seated in the passenger’s seat he still had his frown on his face- the same frown that had been on his face ever since he managed to drag Tyler in his car with him. “Why?” August asked him, glancing at his watch. “It’s getting late already. Let’s just go get something to eat then I’ll drive you back home.” “No, you won’t drive me back home,” Tyler stood his ground. “And in fact, you won’t be driving me anywhere. I only got in because of Emily and because you dragged me so drop me off now. I’m not going anywhere with you.” “Come on, Ty-” “Don’t call me Ty,” Tyler immediately glared at him. “No one calls me Ty and I won’t allow you be the first. So stick to my normal name- Tyler.” “Fine,” August groaned again then suddenly pulled over right at the express. “Tell me, Tyler. Why do you seem to really dislike me?” “Because,” Tyler hesitated. “You’ve not given
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“Are you sure you want to do this?” Giovanni watched August loosen his tie as he nodded, seeming convinced on the decision he was about to take. After what seemed like an eternity, they were both done with work for the day and naturally, were supposed to head home. But August had decided he wanted to visit a bar and of course, drag Giovanni with him. A sigh escaped Giovanni’s lips as he watched his best friend finally free himself from the clutches of his tie, dancing a little as he shoved the little piece of clothing down his pocket. Though he wasn’t sure what exactly he was expecting when he called Tyler several hours, he was sure that wasn’t it. “Yes,” August nodded, flinging his arm across Giovanni’s shoulders, earning a shudder from him. “I’m just going to drink a little then head home.” “A little?” it was hard to believe he wasn’t drunk already the way his words drawled. “August, you intended to drink just a little yesterday?” “That was yesterday,” he waved his fingers in
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 98
August woke up with a headache, serving as a dreadful reminder of how the previous night went. Dozens of bottles of wine, hundreds of honesty laced words. And of all the audience to have accompanying his foolishness, it just had to be Giovanni. “Fuck,” he groaned, reaching for his phone. He could remember Giovanni driving him home after he drank himself to stupor but that was all. He couldn’t remember anything else- like how he had gotten into his bed or how he had gotten his phone next to him. “Shit, what’s the time?” He swiped his phone unlock to check the time but literally immediately, his eyes caught something else. It was his call log. And sitting prettily at the top was a missed call from Tyler. It was more than enough to cure his hangover, his eyes immediately widening. A missed call from Tyler? How did that happen? When did that happen? Why did that happen? For the hundredth time, he let out a groan, realizing he still had no memory of what happened the previous night
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 97
“You think you have a crush on August?” Tyler took in a deep breath, sitting up as the words finally escaped from the clutches of his throat. After weeks and weeks of denial, he had finally decided to come clean to himself. And finally, his best friend too. “Yes,” he nodded, his heart racing in his chest. “I think I have a crush on him.” Emily’s expression was unreadable for a while, wavering between shock and confusion. She always knew there was something fishy going on between him and August. She knew there was more to their relationship than he was admitting but couldn’t frankly figure out Tyler having a crush on him. “Are you surprised?” Tyler swallowed as he asked. “Disappointed? Dis-” “No, no,” Emily quickly interrupted him. “It’s nothing like that. Shocked? Yes, I am, a little. But disappointed? I’m not ‘dis’ anything.” “Oh,” he broke into an awkward chuckle, his chest feeling a lot lighter. “Well, yeah. I know you’re probably wondering how it all happened but I guess,
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 96
Emily feet remained glued to the ground, shock flooding her veins. Not just shock though- she had a couple of other emotions running through her. Anger, deceit, betrayal- to a name a few. Her sister was fine? Stacy was fine all along? She was just hiding from her and making a total fool out of her with the consent of both her parents? All along, her disappearance was just an act put in place by her and her parents because she didn’t want to get married to Giovanni? She didn’t want to believe her ears but with every second that passed, the brutal truth was slapped onto her face all over again. It was slowly making sense and finally, the anger in her grew and overpowered every other emotion she felt. Without hesitating for even a second, she balled her fist and immediately pushed the door to her parents’ room open, revealing herself to them. “Alright dear. We’ll call you some other time to- Oh my God, Emily.” Her face grew cold as she stared at them, watching her mum immediately
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 95
Their ride to Giovanni’s had only lasted a couple of minutes when his phone vibrated by his side, signifying a text message. Busy with driving, he immediately asked Emily to check what it was on his behalf, the duo immediately realizing August needed Giovanni’s presence for something urgent. Needless to guess, something work related. “I could cancel,” Giovanni suggested, noticing the disappointed look on Emily’s face. “Tell him I’m busy or something. I don’t have to-” “No,” she shook her head, refusing his offer. “You don’t have to.” “But-” “It’s probably important,” she flashed him a weak smile. “And come on, you’ve been away from work for a while so it’s probably really urgent. You should go. I’ll be fine.” “Alright then,” he nodded in return. “But I’ll drive you home first. Do not even try to object to that. I’m driving you home.” Already disappointed at their time together getting cut short abruptly, Emily had no intention of wasting the few moments they could spend togethe
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 94
Giovanni: I'm outside.A text from Giovanni had never given Emily that much joy. And without wasting a single second, she grabbed her bag and dashed out of the classroom, heading to the parking lot to meet the man responsible for her bundle of joy.Her temporary goodbye to Tyler was quick. And thanks to her all sense of reasoning being overshadowed by her happiness, she couldn't notice how absentminded Tyler was as he mumbled out a reply.But that didn't matter. Not at the moment.In a flash, she found herself at the parking lot, her head shot up as her eyes roamed around excitedly. In barely a minute of searching, she found him waving at her and eagerly rushed towards him."Hi.""Hi."Awkwardness threatened to settle between them, Emily quickly fighting back by breaking into a light chuckle. Followed by a blush creeping towards her cheeks as he remembered everything that transpired between them twenty-four hours ago."Hev.""So how was your test?" Giovanni asked. "Did it go well?""
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 93
With head hung low, Tyler managed to drag himself back to class. Darn that test he needed to write. Scrap his grade that needed to be saved- all he just wanted to do was head back home and get busy with anything that was going to prevent him from thinking. But he had no choice, hence had to be in class whether he wanted to or not. “Tyler!” The second he stepped into class again, he heard Emily call out his name. “Here.” He looked around him and realizing the professor was still yet to arrive, he walked towards her with a sluggish nod and returned to his previous seat. “Who did you head out to meet?” She asked immediately without wasting a single second. “Who was it? What was so urgent?” “Nothing,” he looked away. “It was nothing.” “You went to meet someone,” she insisted. “Who was it?” “I didn’t meet anyone.” “Was it a girl? Ah, is it a girl? Is there a girl you’re hitting on?” “No, it’s wasn’t a girl!” “I thought you said you didn’t meet anyone,” a full smirk appeared on
Emily, Mr. Billionaire. Chapter 92
Tyler got on his toes and as quietly as he could, he picked up his clothes from floor and threw them on. August was still asleep and he couldn’t be more glad for that. It was the perfect opportunity for him to sneak out of the house without waking him up and in the process, starting unnecessary drama. Just like he did the previous night, he had a lot of emotions running through his veins. Confusion, nervousness, anxiety- the list could go on. But at least, one thing he was glad he wasn’t feeling was regret. Regret for sleeping with August. He spared his sleepy self a quick glanced and sighed, immediately getting the last bits of his things. All ready to leave, he walked out of the room and in no time, was successfully out of the house. “Crap.” He had classes in the morning and a test in the afternoon. He didn’t feel particularly great about himself though, making him contemplate ditching both of them. But he immediately remembered he couldn’t. It was a major test and unless he wa
