Mr. Burns couldn't believe his eyes. And to think that he wanted to introduce Aden so that things could evolve between Michaël and Emma, now he realizes that he may have provoked the little beast. Whatever people say, he knows that Aden is a nice and sweet boy and he would always have taken care of Emma like a little sister. So, of course, his interventions would have been enough to make a certain boy jealous so that he would finally move and claim what belongs to him, that is to say, the heart of his little employee. It's true he certainly gets involved in things that don't concern him but for these kids, he wants them to be happy and knows full well that will only be if they are together as a couple. But here he may have just created something tragic given Aden's expression when he left but especially when he remembers his words and their ambiguity. He tends to think that he has just thrown these teenagers into adulthood. He looked back at the little couple at the back of the
Carla was smiling, her smile spreading all over her face so much that it could have hurt her jaw. Emma, the person for whom she had seen a huge interest was a regular customer at this library. Since then, she couldn't say. She too was enrolled here but she hadn't been there for a few months because she was preparing for her entrance exam to Central High School. But who would have thought that little Emma is also registered in this place… it is true with her boyfriend but she is certain that it was Emma who brought him here. He's far too busy to allow himself a distraction like reading books out of passion, so he takes advantage of his free time to accompany his girlfriend to this place. She finds it so adorable even if it's a shame, she had to disturb them when they were about to share a kiss, and seeing Michael's angry look, he didn't like it. It's crazy how you change when you're in love. He is so often expressionless, here he is ready to pounce on people when it comes to
Michaël had his face against the bathroom door. It's easy to say that love is fierce but it's crucial to have a small chance of seducing the girl he is in love with. Emma was categorical, she doesn't like anyone, and no boy affects her even a little bit. That is the most painful thing here. He may force his feelings on Emma, and he may hang on, but if she has no feelings for him, what's the point of even trying? Even if he confesses to her how much he is in love with her, it will only cause a feeling of discomfort between them because it would not be reciprocal and their beautiful friendship will only be ruined. He would rather be her friend than be forever deprived of her smile because he wanted more. It hurts but what can he do about it? He loves her but also respects her feelings and if she doesn't love him, it would be very selfish of him to force her. He turned around before sliding down the door and starting to cry again. "Screw it" He couldn't believe that all his drea
Jeanne had a headache, one that drives you almost mad, but not from pain, but from perplexity. She had just returned home and the events of that day were still disturbing her mind. She took out her phone and dialed Fabian's number, she didn't know if she should tell him or if there was no point in doing so. Would it be childish to tell him something so trivial? No, should she even take it as a triviality? She doesn't know what to think at this moment. Her boyfriend surely has other things on his mind than listening to such a sordid story. Especially if she remembers that the man had already expressed the wish to be her friend. But it's also weird since she didn't expect he would be so cheeky to pick her up from work, she looks a bit lost. Without realizing it, she had made the call and it was Fabian's soft comforting voice that woke her up from her space. # Sweetheart good evening, I was about to call you. How was your day? " Babe… " Fabian missed a beat not expecting t
John Keller felt very good, no he was completely over the moon. He had asked his driver to follow Jeanne and find out about her working hours from a colleague to whom he had given a few dollars. Tongues were easily loosened and they had a detailed program of Jeanne's activity that day and even during all the other days. He is so proud when everything goes his way. Jeanne is a really beautiful girl even if he does not always understand how a girl of her rank can be so undistinguished. She lacks manners and this servant-like appearance does not please him very much. How could that witch Amanda have educated her daughter so badly? Not that the girl has vulgar or abusive behavior but Jeanne does not have the presence and the grace of a girl of her social class. He wonders if it is not a play to hurt her mother but there it would not work. When you want to rebel, you do it to the end, that is to say, you become a real pest, which is not the case for this little one. In short, t
Snow, it was not the first time that I have seen it, but it is the first time that I have contemplated it. For the first time, I feel as if I am part of this world, everything suddenly seems very beautiful. And that is thanks to Michaël. As the snowflakes calmly fall from the sky, I take advantage of the warmth of Michael's arms watching them with fascination. His arm is around my shoulders and I can smell the heady scent of his perfume. It is so nice. I closed my eyes enjoying this time together. Further on, Carla watched us with a thin smile on her face. “He must love Emma…and her, her face is so sweet and red, she must be really in love with Michaël too…ah if I had known that such a cute girl came into this library, I wouldn't have stopped coming here all this time." I finally closed my eyes having enjoyed Michael's warmth enough before moving on. I was at work damn it, I just can't afford such freedoms. Michaël would have understood this and letting go of me, he took me
Michael had run inside his heart beating abnormally fast. It was a feeling that crushed his chest but it wasn't awkward either. On the contrary, it was so pleasant that he wanted to jump everywhere and shout his joy. Emma, his little princess, had spoken to him. He must imagine her embarrassment at having to do it, oh yes, but to think that she had done it for him and for a reason as simple as just handing him macaroons, he felt his mind in shambles. The world seemed to him to turn as if he were drunk and he had vertigo. He went to sit on a chair in the distance as he put his hand on his chest. He was going to choke if he continued like this, but the more he thought about Emma talking to him out loud, the more he struggled to think logically. He laid his head on the table hiding his face as he called himself stupid. Why was such a small thing driving him so crazy? It was only the girl he loves, who is almost mute, who avoids speaking because of her speech. This girl dared t
Clara smiled heartily as she had the attention of the couple, especially Emma. She wanted to be alone with her, but her possessive boyfriend wasn't going to let her. So in order not to suffer the wrath of the latter, she was just going to take advantage of the opportunity. Either way, there will be a time when the two of them can talk face-to-face. Michael frowned. It's not so much the fact that she bothered them AGAIN while they were in full intimacy, no it's because of the name of this girl. Brighton as Charlotte. His frown deepened as he pondered another trick from the other bitch. " What do you want? » He asked point-blank as Clara huffed. She is not so stupid as not to realize Michaël's animosity towards her sister, moreover, she also knows that the latter must have already made the connection between them just because of their last name. Indeed, they don't look alike even for a tad. Their parents are brown, and her mother has darker black hair, but Charlotte and Joh
Marriage, if someone had spoken to me about that a few more weeks ago, I would have started to cry, regretting having lost Michaël. But now as I'm in this room waiting for the bride's entrance music to play, I feel like I'm in a dream. I've had time to fix all my wrongs on the people I've hurt and now I can say with certainty that I'm ready to live the life that comes my way. After talking to Charlotte, I went to see Cherry. I had been so unfair to her by not allowing her to get to know each other, yet it was her dearest wish for two reasons. I am the woman his best friend is in love with and I am the best friend of the woman she is in love with. It was a bit funny these relations between us, just to say that I occupied an important place in her life without even having already spoken to her. So I went to their apartment, they were living together and because of Cherry's career, they had decided to have a common-law relationship even though a baby was in discussion. They wante
The next morning, Aden was at our doorstep. As soon as he saw me he jumped on me, lifting me up and down. I laughed at his ardor before he dropped me off. But at the same time, I heard a moan of pain as Aden complained. We looked to find Kyle frowning as he just punched Aden. "But what's your problem?" "You're the guy who was supposed to be received by the Emir I think, Aden Logan if I'm not mistaken... but who allowed you to touch my mother? You should keep your hands on you, mom belongs to Dad...” Aden felt a vein pulsate on his forehead, this rascal, he looks like his cunt father, both are so harmful. "Who are you to my mother?" Aden remained silent, he looked at Emma and smiled, he could have teased this brat and at the same time provoked his father by saying that he is the one who could have been their father, but good times when he liked to be petty are gone, now he's more mature and he's given up on the idea of hooking up with Emma one day. He stroked Kyle's head d
Indeed, I had never had an ultrasound so I couldn't imagine that I was expecting two children instead of one. But listening to Michaël I could only realize the baseness of my character as a mother. I had promised myself that I would never do as my mother did, which was to abandon my child, but that's exactly what I did. And I think I did worse because I disowned him, making him cry. My jealousy and anger kept me from thinking and I made horrible and unfair decisions. Manuel grew up without his mother, I understand his speech the day before. I was pathetic, I don't know how to be forgiven. I looked up at my boys on the bed and saw Manuel holding out his hands to me. " Mom..." I sobbed running to him as I hugged him, almost smothering him in my embrace. I've been so unfair, I don't know if I could ever make it up to you but I would do anything to erase the pain of my absence from my baby's heart. I'm going to be the mother he's been missing all this time. I beg your pardon
Kyle hung up before seeing his father bring him a meal tray. He made a face not understanding this silly smile before sighing remembering that it was his parent. "Hello my prince" " Good morning" Michael sighed, it won't be easy at all. "I brought you your breakfast, are you coming?" “I can feed myself you know” “I know it but I want to make sure you take your medicine” "Do I need to take it all the time? Frankly" Michaël smiled, he betrayed himself so easily, it was so adorable. “You have persistent asthma. For this, your pediatrician has asked that you follow a controlled treatment, which means that you will always have to take medication to avoid having severe attacks..." Michaël's eyes widened, if Manuel's meds are here then he won't have taken them since yesterday which means... " Shit" "Don't swear in front of a kid, I'll beg you" Michaël got up rubbing his hair before sighing. "Tell me where your brother is" Kyle almost choked before looking at his father. "W
I sat watching Kyle diligently eat his vegetables wondering what this drastic change was. My boy hates vegetables more than anything, but this seems to have always been his favorite meal. **Baby do you like it that much?** “Yes Mom, you are the best cook in the world” I blushed when my usually reserved son had just paid me such a nice compliment. ** Thank you, my heart..** Manuel had red cheeks, his mom is exactly as his father had described her. She is beautiful and sweet, and he also finds her cute. He wanted to have these magnificent freckles on his face but he is already considered the prettiest boy in his school so he'll settle for that degree of beauty. "Hey mum... do you have a boyfriend?" I nearly choked as my son looked at me seriously. He seemed to be waiting for that answer as if his life depended on it, where did that come from? Manuel wanted to be reassured that his mother remained faithful to his father despite the distance and the separation, not that he would
Kyle sat in Manuel's room wondering when his dad...their dad was coming back. He looked at his twin's bedside table and saw the photo of their younger parents. Emma who looked at Michaël with tenderness and the latter who seemed to dedicate a cult of adoration to the girl. He sighed, the man seemed to adore their mother but why did they separate to the point where his mother left in a panic without even imagining that she had made twins and was therefore abandoning a child? Something must have happened, Manuel doesn't know the reason for this separation either, the only thing he told him was that each time his father answered him that it was his fault that his mother was gone. Because he was not up to her. It's way too vague, he needs to know the real details, but if it turns out that it was really because his dad is a bad guy, he'll just find a simple way to protect their mum, and no more hurt his little brother. Manuel also needs their mother, it hurt him to see his brother c
" Dad?" Michael looked at his son not wanting to give him false hope. He knows how much he misses his mother and how much he would like to find his brother, but he just can't tell him that he is going to find his mother and brother without any real hope. So he'll just keep his excitement to himself and go see what's going on in Tartar. "I just got an important call from Tartar, I'm going to have to go on a business trip tonight and..." "Can I come with you?" Michaël bit his lip, each time he had to make this kind of trip, he always took his son with him but this time, he is afraid that Manuel cannot stand the extremely hot climate of Tartar and that he will relapse. Manuel has been in fragile health since birth and he always made sure he got the best treatment. He is not sure that Tartar will have excellent technical platforms like here so he hesitates. "Please Dad..." He doesn't like it when his son looks at him with those big lamb eyes, he can't refuse him anything. "Good
The room was gloomy, all the employees around the meeting table had lowered their heads in fear of their president's cold gaze as he read the pile of documents in front of him. He had put a hand to his cheek studying the data presented to him as the people around waited fearfully for him to speak. He was known to be ruthless and was quick to get rid of people he found unnecessary. He was nicknamed the big devil, nobody wanted to attract his attention, and they did not know what he could do as he was unpredictable. He was only 27 years old but he imposed a charisma and an overwhelming aura so much that no one could retort at his word. The meeting had been going on for four hours and many hadn't even had lunch yet, but they weren't allowed to complain. He doesn't like noise and hates people complaining. This is Michaël Keller, CEO of the Keller-Clark group. Indeed, a few years earlier, Jeanne had had enough of all this business, especially since Victor had decided to join his fa
Jeanne and Fabian arrived with their two children. Fabian was carrying the baby, a little boy and Joshua was holding his mother's hand excited to see Emma's children, but especially Emma. "Ah, I can't believe my baby has become a mother in her turn" "Indeed and to say that she was expecting twins..." “Her fiancé is a pervert” "Honey, who teaches you such bad words?" " I am very clever" Jeanne sighed in front of her son while Fabian just smiled. They arrived in the hospital room finding Michaël in all his states and no trace of Emma, nor the babies “Mica?” Michaël turned away tearfully as he looked at Jeanne guiltily. A few minutes earlier, after reassuring himself that his second son, who was born more fragile than the other, had been examined by the pediatrician, he returned with him to rest him in his crib with his twin brother. But to his great misfortune, Emma was no longer in the room and neither was their son. He panicked seeing papers on the bed, when he became