“Mother!” Emily said in shock and the woman quickly sprang out of the bed, taking the covers with and at the same time leaving Mr. Brown naked on the bed as he quickly struggled to save his dignity, but Emily was already bolting out of the door just until her mother caught up with her, pulling her by arm with a desperation to her stance.“Emily wait! Let me explain” she pleaded and Emily turned around, coming face to face with the woman she was even yet to acknowledge as her mother even.“Explain what? You have nothing to explain, I’ll just be on my way” she said turning to leave but Alyssa held her back still and when Emily looked over her head, Mr. Brown was now fully dressed and was approaching them, his expression particularly blank.“Just let’s talk about it first” Alyssa held on.“There’s nothing to talk about, I shouldn’t have come here at all. I came looking for Anita but obviously she’s not home and I should be going”“Who’s looking for Anita?” Emily suddenly heard her voice
By the time Emily stepped out of the Brown’s estate, she had tears spilling down her face and her whole body rocked with emotions that she couldn’t control. She felt the queasiness return, the nausea rising from the pit of her stomach back up to her throat until she was bent down by the at the side of the flower garden spewing her guts, with her head suddenly swimming. She grabbed her stomach viciously because it was the only thing that kept her mind sane, the seed growing in her stomach – Jackson’s seed.Her mother had cancer? She was spiraling and had ran out of the house the moment the words came out of the woman’s mouth unable to wait for her to explain more. She didn’t want to hear, she wasn’t sure she could handle it. How does one even respond to something like that? What kind of reaction was befitting for a bomb like that? How does she - ?The questions flew in and out of her head with no way to stop them until Victor her body guard came running her towards her, and he grabbed
The dimly lit study cast a somber atmosphere as Ethan and Jackson sat on plush leather chairs with the tension visibly palpable between them. Jackson’s anxiety permeated the room, hitting all corners and manifesting as restless fidgeting and the tightening of his jaw as he tried Emily’s number for what felt like the umpteenth time and still it kept going to voicemail. Emily hadn’t returned home last night and Jackson had a been a restless fit since then.Ethan sighed inwardly and even though he tried to act anxious too, the indifference still radiated off him.“Where could she be, Ethan?” Jackson’s voice trembled with worry “She didn’t come back last night, what if something happened to her?”“I sincerely doubt that, I’m sure she’s fine” Ethan said and Jackson paused to look at him with a squint to his eyes.“What have you done Ethan?”Ethan leaned forward, his expression a careful mix of surprise and guilt disguised as anger.“What do you mean what have I done? What’s that supposed t
Emily’s body trembled with exhaustion as she awoke in the unfamiliar hotel room. Her limbs felt heavy and unresponsive and panic surged through her veins as she realized she was alone, stranded in a state of vulnerability.“Where am I?” she struggled to speak, her eyes still felt drowsy and she clutched her stomach in fear. Was she drugged? Oh God! The baby!Frantically, she fumbled for her phone, her trembling fingers struggling to dial Jackson’s number. He was the only person she could think off, the only person she wanted to come save her. But silence greeted her as the call rang and rang – unanswered. Dread settled over her like a suffocating blanket, intensifying her fear, Jackson never missed her call.She tried again and again, sending series of texts and hoping for a response but nothing came forth and she sighed defeated. Her eyes searched the room, it was a small hotel room that smelled stuffy and old, beads of perspiration formed on her head as she noticed the windows were
“Put your coat back on” Ethan growled, attempting to pick her coat from the floor but Amanda stopped him“Look at me Ethan!” she held his face, her slender and delicate fingers caressing his smooth face and forcing him to look at her, until he did. Then she took his hands and placed on her chest so that he could feel the erratic beating of her chest.“Don’t you feel it Ethan!” she said to him “My heart, beating, pounding just for you and it has never stopped”“Amanda” Ethan warned even though he could feel the heat rising in his loins, the warmth spreading throughout his entire being from seeing Amanda’s exposed body and the way her fingers caressed his face.“Don’t fight it” she whispered in his ears, nibbling softly on his ear lobe then slowly she tried to kiss him but Ethan pulled back.“You used to love me” Amanda said with a hurt expression “Before you ruined my life”“That was years ago” he said to her “I’m trying to make it up to you, tell me how much you want”“And I said I do
“Come with me ma’am” Amanda had a wide smile on her face as she beckoned Emily but she was unwilling “We have to do your hair and make up also, we have to get started” Amanda didn’t wait for a response, she grabbed Emily by her arm and pulling her with her into the dressing room and when they got in, Emily pulled her hands away.“You!” Emily pointed “I know you”Amanda feigned surprise “You do?”“Don’t mess with me, you were the reporter asking me questions about my family, it was you!”Amanda stood dumbfounded but she led Emily towards the chair “I work in fashion, the reporter you’re talking about is my twin sister Amy and we’re not close at all so I absolutely have no idea what you’re talking about. So please sit so we can get started and I don’t lose my job” Amanda said, lying through her teeth she pushed Emily down on the chair oblivious to her complaints.“You know this interview is going to be live” Amanda said, running her hands through Emily’s soft hair and she whipped around
“How could you do this to me Emily! I trusted you” Ethan thundered and without waiting for a response he stormed out of the studio leaving Emily behind staring shocked at his retreating figure with the cameras blaring directly in her face. Her fingers began to tremble as she realized that she was all alone with just the interviewer’s wide eyes staring back at her, with just the next question hanging on the tip of her tongue.She wanted to leave, to run away but how could she do that when the whole crew stared at her, with expectant faces waiting for her to admit it or deny it but how could she do either with the lump formed in her throat, her heart pounding and her vision doubling.“Is that true Emily? Is your child really for Jackson Hatton, your husband’s younger brother?” the interviewer asked me now.“Are you going behind your husband’s back?”Emily swallowed hard, she was resolved to speak only the words were stuck in her throat and beads of perspiration formed on her forehead.T
Emily stood, her feet frozen to the ground and her eyes wide with shock as she took the girl in. Tall, blonde and pretty like a model she couldn’t compete with.“You must be the girlfriend” Avery sneered and Emily was unsure what to respond to that until she saw Jackson in her line of vision, staring at her but she couldn’t decipher his expression. Was he angry, sad or was that a hint of cockiness she could see on his face.“What are you doing here?” he asked her and Emily’s heart began to pound and Jackson spoke again“Shouldn’t you be on a live interview with your husband?”“Oh she’s married?” Avery sounded now“After spending the night with your bodyguard” Jackson added now and Emily stepped forward, desperate and frantic, in a bid to explain herself“That’s not true, I didn’t do that. How could you even believe that Jackson?”“I don’t even know what to believe anymore Emily, especially when it comes to you?”“I didn’t do anything, you of all people should know that Jackson. I can’