Kevin pulled over in front of his glorious mansion and got out, his hair a little messy, longer strands of it flawlessly falling on his forehead complimenting his grey eyes. The black shirt he was wearing was partially untucked from his pants, and only a few of its buttons were fastened. Seeing him, the chauffeur jogged over to the other side of the car and hurried to open the passenger door for the lady, but there was no one inside. Instead, he spotted a petite figure lying in the backseat. The chauffeur seemed surprised but quickly flung open the back door for Kevin and took a step back waiting for his order. "Leave!" Kevin commanded not wanting another man to see her in such an exposed and vulnerable state. Bending down, Kevin covered her bare shoulders with his huge jacket and picked her up in his arms, her head resting on his chest and it was surprising but his heart began beating excruciatingly fast with the mere contact. Kevin felt his body tingle as her slow, warm breaths
"He was here last night," Mina let out and looked at Emma who was standing by her side, placing the Orchids in the vase with a subtle smile on her lips. She was happy for Mina. Emma was aware of Mina's intense desire to be a mother and have babies, but despite several tries, misfortune always prevailed and Mina was unable to conceive."Who?" Emma asked softly, not understanding to whom Mina was alluding."Your hus-" Mina paused for a moment to collect her thoughts before speaking. "Mr. Smith. He was here last night."Shivers ran down her spine hearing his name. Emma's smile faded and her body froze, fingers still clasping the fragile flowers. She gazed at Mina, puzzled, and her palms grew cold with fear. Seeing the obvious dread on Emma's face Mina gently grasped her hand and drew her onto the bed."The doctor tried reaching you but he answered the phone. Don't worry, we're okay. He meant no harm. Frankly speaking, we might have had some difficulties if he hadn't shown up."Emma blink
Once the meeting was over, Kevin walked out of his private chamber and proceeded to the bar. A loud sigh of relief escaped his parched lips as he loosened his tie and unfastened the top button of his white shirt. Work has been quite stressful lately. It's a fallacy that success brings ease. The more successful you are, the harder you have to work. Leaning against the counter, his gray eyes looked around at the people dancing and having fun. Youngblood, feral desires. His gaze was soon drawn towards Alex who just walked out of one of the private rooms. "How's the meeting?" He asked as soon as he got closer. Kevin gave him a dubious glance, not appreciating his negligence at work which was the sole reason they were there. "I reckon you do remember why we're here," Kevin taunted and ordered a scotch."Come on, she's so tempting. How could I say no to her," Alex winked as he reached for tequila from the bar."Man, she's wild," Ivan chuckled, and Kevin's gaze followed him, only to see
A minute later, Kevin was interrupted by a sexy voice. When he returned his gaze to the source, he noticed a brunette in a short provocative dress staring at him. She seemed familiar, but he couldn't place her precisely, feeling his head a bit too preoccupied with Emmeline."Olivia, you forgot already? We met in London a few months back." Seeing his distress, the woman introduced herself and Kevin smiled as he remembered her finally. They had spent a couple of nights together and there was no doubt that they both enjoyed each other's company. After indulging in some irrelevant conversation she finally asked what she wanted. "It's too loud here, let's go to your room," she suggested, grabbing his muscular arm. Kevin locked his gaze on Alex, then on Ivan, who had insisted all night that he was in love. He had to show them, and perhaps himself too, that he wasn't. Kevin took her hand and led her upstairs and into his room without a moment of hesitation.The minute the door closed, h
Mind racing with scattered memories and gluing them back together he tried to comprehend the turn of events that happened to him since the day he met her. He's changing and it's frustrating. Irrational. Absolutely ridiculous.As soon as Kevin entered his mansion following a five-day business tour, all heads bowed in unison. It's midnight. "Would you like to eat dinner, Sir?" Amanda asked politely as she hurried forward to take his coat, but he refused."Has she eaten dinner?" Kevin asked, his gaze drawn to the closed door of her room, only to find it besieged with darkness. She must be sleeping. "Yes, Sir!" Amanda responded, unsurprised by his concern for her. It's now become a habit. He always asks her about Emma. Kevin hummed and returned his gaze to the closed door. Even though he had returned earlier for Emma, just to see her, feel her, and hold her in his arms, Kevin made his way to his study room, wanting to banish her thoughts that had been troubling him. He was thinking a
The rain started around six in the evening. Sparkling raindrops were continually tapping against the glass pane, creating an entrancing and serene acoustic thrumming sound. Emma was alone in the living room, staring out the huge glass window that overlooked the garden. The view was exquisite.The sky looked darker and gloomier. Hypnotic even! The eerie silence, the swaying trees, and the raindrops hitting and dripping off the leaves before soaking into the ground could pull one into a trance. Emma ensconced herself in the woolen blanket and sat on the sofa, her legs up. She had been downstairs since morning. Had helped the maids in the kitchen, talked to James for an hour, gone for an afternoon stroll in the garden, and was now sitting alone watching the clouds pour furiously. For her, it was better than staying alone with him in the room. He was home today. Had awoken a couple of hours ago which was unusual for the man as he was an early riser and usually gets up before her. When
When the clock struck eight, the maids began arranging the dinner table, while outside, a gentle drizzle continued. "I missed your coffee, Amanda," Kate said with a smile, taking her seat next to her daughter, Ivy, who couldn't help but gaze at Emma."Mother, she's pretty," Ivy whispered but voice carried a bit more than intended, causing everyone in the room to smile. Kate nodded and caressed her daughter's chubby cheeks. "Yes, darling, she is."Soon his footsteps reverberated, catching everyone's attention. Kevin walked in the dining room having just showered and dressed formally. He glanced at the women waiting for him and took a seat next to Emma, causing a brief flutter of nervousness within her. Even though they've been married for more than a month, they haven't dined together like this. As the dinner began, Kate kept talking about how busy she was in London and expressing regret that she couldn't make it to their wedding. Meanwhile Kevin didn't say much but occasionally hum
Mind racing, body aching, laying under the crinkled silk sheets all naked, with a cigarette gently clasped in his hand he looked outside the glass door, eyes taking in her details. She was sleeping on the couch again. Her petite figure nestled on the small seat like a fragile bud awaiting spring's arrival. Droplets of water from her freshly washed hair danced down, their journey ending within the folds of her white nightgown. Kevin shook his head affectionately, a gentle chuckle escaping his lips with wispy puffs of gray smoke.She's all washed and dressed up. She always does that. Never allow his touch or scent to linger on her body. Never slept beside him unclothed. In all honesty, she rarely stayed in bed once their passionate encounters came to a close. Whenever Kevin stayed for the night, he always found her on the balcony. There's no denying that her distant behavior bothered him.Kevin took a long drag from his cigarette feeling a tumultuous mix of frustration, longing and
All he wanted was a yes or no, so why couldn't she articulate her thoughts? Or maybe there was something between them. Something that made it hard for her to hate him. Emma didn't know. For the past few days, she had rather been unsure. Her mind was a mess and so was her heart. Both were at war with each other and it was frustrating.Memories of the time when he had hurt her, made her feel weak and the times he had forced himself on her came flooding back. But amidst those memories, she couldn't ignore the moments when he had stood by her side. Through thick and thin, he had been there for her, even when he didn't have to.And above all, it was because of him that she was able to save her brother. Moreover, a strong emotion like hatred had no place in her tender heart."N-no," she let out, defeatedly. Her eyes soon met his silver pools that were like a stormy sea, filled with depths of mystery and emotions. He stood quiet, seemingly frozen but his heart was beating fast, and then
"Do you hate me?" Emma's heart jolted, and she felt a sudden tightness in her chest. The question pierced through like a knife, tearing open wounds that she had attempted to bury deep within her. Her gaze fixed blankly on him, the anguish, fury, and anxiety mingling in her eyes as she remembered all those countless nights she cried herself to sleep with the marks of ownership he left on her body and soul.He was right. She's like the moon, a stunning sight to behold, yet marked by scars. Big ugly scars that ran deep within. Serving as a constant reminder of the battles she's fought and the pain she's endured. Nonetheless, her beauty lies in her strength to carry on despite them.Silence hung between them, suffocating and unbroken. Her eyes flickered nervously while her breaths became shallow and jagged. Although she knew that the answer to his question was a "yes," a blunt brutal 'yes I do' yet she found herself incapable of uttering those words out loud. Was it out of fear or so
"What does it remind you of?" she asked with genuine curiosity, studying him closely now. Emma had always viewed him as a man of dominance, not someone who'd appreciate the beauty of the moon or flowers. She wondered what caused this sudden change in him. Kevin paused, teeth gently sunk into his bottom lip as he gazed at her with an intensity that could only be described as sheer passion. "You."Emma felt her pulse quicken as she heard his words. Her eyes met his again, breaths sharp and mouth shut, unsure how to respond so she waited for him to continue."So beautiful yet so distant, just like you," His words lingered in the air, hinting at a deeper meaning that she couldn't quite grasp. Distant? Was he talking of physical distance or something deeper? Emma was shocked by the irony of his statement. What about the nights they spent in each other's arms? Countless nights she slept while he was inside her, their bodies intertwined as if one. Each morning, her body would bear marks o
"I want everything perfect," Kevin growled into his phone, the warning in his tone unmistakable. "I will not tolerate any mistakes, John," he continued, voice deep and threatening. John, on the other end of the line, knew that Kevin's threat was far from idle. "Don't worry sir. It'll be just like you said,'' John assured him. He had worked for Kevin long enough to know he wouldn't accept anything but the best. Especially when it's about her. He had seen Kevin's meticulous attention to everything, every fucking detail when it came to her. From making sure she was well fed and taken care of, to going above and beyond for her loved ones. Kevin was always vigilant. His forethought in sending guards and maids to Mina's home likely saved her and her unborn child from a potential disaster yesterday. The guards quickly rushed Mina to the hospital when her husband had yet again gone out for the night. Fortunately, the doctors saved her before any serious damage could have been done to her
The men dressed in the finest of attire were seated at the far end of the sumptuous hall, seamlessly discussing their ambitious business ventures and bold investment strategies. One could sense the confidence in the air as they contemplated each possibility, determined to make their mark on the world. The matter seemed important. But despite being in the midst of such a crucial conversation, Kevin's thoughts were elsewhere, preoccupied with her. His mind was filled with nothing but her.Her rejection had enraged him beyond what he had ever felt before yet he restrained himself from letting it out on her and left her alone last night. However the mounting frustration kept gnawing at him from last night until now, and it wasn't only him that it impacted. Those around him had to put up with his simmering rage too.His mind had been in turmoil since the previous night. Why doesn't she want him? He's everything one could dream of—he was rich, handsome, and had power and stature. He had
After a night spent in a haze of anxiety and fear, the next morning dawned with a beaming sky and a soft breeze wafting in through her opened balcony window. Emma sat up in tangled sheets, her head in her hands, and fingers entwined in her hair. Her night had been a relentless cycle of dread and chaos, and though the morning sun was offering a sense of solace, she still couldn't quite shake the feeling of unease that had been plaguing her. His words continued to repeat in her head. He had promised to set her free, so why did he say he wouldn't let her go? Why would he even want to keep her when he’d already got what he wanted? No matter how hard Emma tried, she just couldn't make sense of it. Why was he so confusing?Huffing with desperation, she stared at the side of the bed that appeared devoid of life. The sheets normally crumpled when he was in the bed were perfectly smooth as if untouched. The drenched towel that he wrapped around her shivering body lay carelessly on the couch,
It was exactly like those she shared with her husband. Yet, something was different. Kevin's kisses were more ardent, more commanding—as if possessing her body and soul.Cheeks flushed with a deep shade of red now, Emma tore her gaze away from the couple and glanced at the man sitting across her but found him already looking at her. However, the moment their eyes met, he looked away with a subtle smile leaving her heart pounding.Was he staring at her? Uncertain Emma gazed out the window again and watched the children, who had previously been playing happily, walking back to their homeless mother. Their mother was clearly in a desperate state, her tattered clothes barely offering warmth, and her sad smile suggested that she had nothing to feed her children. Emma's eyes dulled seeing the family in such a state. Life can be really hard to bear at times. Emma wanted to do something to alleviate their suffering, but she clenched her jaws realizing she hadn't brought her bag. A thought o
"Is this a formal dinner?" Emma asked, looking at the magnificent building that stood before her oozing opulence. "No," Kevin looked at her, and suddenly the seemingly enormous space felt intimate as their eyes met. "Just the two of us," He whispered and slid his warm hand down the small of her back. Emma's breath hitched as Kevin's touch ignited something strange within her. His touch felt different. More passionate, yet warm. Possessive but gentle. As they walked inside, her eyes took in the luxurious surroundings. Crystal chandeliers glowed from above, intricate carpets adorned the floor, and opulent furniture filled every corner. The high-end hotel was draped in a soft, dim light, illuminating a table for two next to a huge glass window. The dinner table was spread with a white cloth and the cutlery was a silver alloy. Two wine glasses were placed in the middle of the table right next to the candle.And as he said, there wasn't another soul in sight. It's just the two of them.
“This need is consuming me," he breathed out on her lips. "I want you, Emmeline," Kevin confessed, his breaths coming in heavy, controlled gasps. Before she could even reply, faint whispers drifted through the air and soon voices of women chatting filled the trial room. Embarrassment filled Emma as her eyes darted around, aware that at any moment someone could walk in. Surprisingly, she wasn't scared by the thought of sex today, as her body had grown used to his touch and she was fully aware that he wanted her for pleasure only. But this wasn't the right place for what he had in mind."We can't. There are people," she begged, trying to convince him not to go any further, but his eagerness seemed to be too much for her to handle. She was shaking in his arms and was seemingly unwilling but all he could care about was his throbbing need. "Don't fret," he purred as he kissed her swells again. "We've married in front of the whole world," Emma was surprised by his boldness, and although