X's POVI saw the trip head over to the bar so I went over and occupied the chair right next to Alex. I bought a drink and pretended to be minding my own business but in reality, I was focusing more on their conversation.I could see that Emma was not very comfortable in this environment and she kept pulling her dress to cover more skin. This subtle action spoke volumes about how this whole thing was not her idea and she was pushed into it.See, Emma, this is the problem with you! You are a pushover. You never stand up for yourself and on the slightest persuasion of others end up doing the thing which you don't even enjoy.Thankfully, clubbing did not bring her misery and she seemed to be actually enjoying it.From what I picked, Stella's father was hosting a party to celebrate his daughter's engagement to Draven.Well, of course, it is something related to Draven. Why am I not surprised?Emma was starting to finally see what sb asshole Draven was. I did not know if it was the influenc
X's POVPro-tip, peace talk is bullshit! It never works.The goons did not budge no matter what I said so I ultimately had to whip out my gun to scare them off. Once they ran away, I immediately went to check on Emma; this was a traumatic experience, she must have been scared but to my utter surprise, I caught the girl smiling.I was confused? Did the alcohol mess up with her brain too?She looked perfectly alright and thanked me for warding them off. I just stood there, too stunned to say a word. Was she so drunk that she is not even realising that she was about to get raped by a bunch of dogs? She assured me that she was alright and started walking away. Where was she going now? Not even a step and she almost stumbled and fell on the ground. I acted fast and caught her by her arm, preventing her from tasting dirt, “Careful.”She immediately pulled her arm off from my grip as if I was the bad guy. She told me that she was alright and started to walk again. She even asked me not to w
X's POVThe pill kicked in faster than I expected and Emma was in the bathroom the very next second, throwing up. I held her as she emptied her stomach of all the alcohol that she had consumed. It pained me to see her suffer like this but this was only going to bring her relief. I cleaned her up and rinsed her face before bringing her to sit at the dining table. I was able to see some improvement as her words and sentences were much clearer now. She groaned and complained, “I feel like I have vomited everything out.”“I know. That is how that pill works.”“I took a pill?”I did not answer it and opened the takeout for her, “Here. You must be hungry, have some.”“I am hungry.” She opened the box and was elated to see a set of Hawaiian-Jalapeno pizzas sitting in there. She said, “I was craving this!”I smiled, “I know.”Emma always craved this pizza after she got drunk. As an Italian by heritage, it concerned me to see someone put pineapple on pizza but I was willing to let it slide fo
Emma's POVI kept the letter aside and picked up my phone. I went to the Blocklist and took his number off the list.I texted him, “Hey. I am sorry for blocking you.’He instantly replied, “Your text arrived sooner than I thought. How are you feeling?”“Better. Thanks for taking care of me last night.”“Don't thank me for this, Doll.” He then sent a text again, “You are too calm for someone who has read the information in the file.”I giggled, “That is because I did not read the file yet.”“You unblocked me without reading it!?”“Yes. I blocked you for the false promises a undeserving man made to me. I have my priorities straight now and I am very clear about who cares for me and who doesn't.”“Good.” I did not reply further and locked the phone but just then Natasha facetimed me. As soon as I picked up the call, she screamed at me, “EMMA! WHERE ARE YOU?”She was in a car with Alex who was driving it. “Emma?” The man peeped into the screen as well, he was relieved to see me safe, “Ts
Emma's POVAll three of us decided to forget Draven's existence from our life and pretend as if we don't even know him. Asher also asked me to toughen up and not let him into our lives again if he ever comes crawling back.“I won't. I won't make you both go through it again.”We got back home and the kids went out to play. They were handling it better than I was and I was at peace thinking that my kids will be alright.I changed into a new set of clothes, brewed myself a cup of coffee and went upstairs to the balcony. I was planning to sip on the coffee and read a magazine to relax. But when I went to pick up the booklet, I saw X's file on the table and was reminded of them. I picked the file instead and headed to the balcony.I kept the coffee mug on the little table next to me and opened the document, it had the word ‘Confidential’ written on the first page.I did not care too much about it and flipped the page without much expectations but when I saw what was inside her, I was force
The goons did not seem to like his interruption. They said, “Hey, who are you? Get the fuck out of here.”The man stepped forward and said, “Guys, she is all alone and drunk. It is not very manly of you to trouble a helpless woman.” unless you wanna get beat up.”“We don't need to prove to you our manliness.” One of the men, who seemed to be their leader said, “Leave us alone or else you will regret.”“Regret? So, we are getting violent, huh? I was not in the mood for one but okay, whatever.”“Are you an idiot?” He said, “Stop wasting our time, man.”The man in the mask crossed his arms and kept challenging them, “What if I don't leave?”“You will get beat up.”“Oh, beat up?” The mysterious man laughed before pulling out a gun and pointed it at us, “What about now?”As soon as the goons saw the gun, they tamed down. Their tone was no longer authoritive, “Are you mad? Put in down?”The man did not put it down, instead he pulled the trigger making them raise their hands in the air.“Hey
Emma's POVTwo days later…I was in front of the mirror, doing my makeup. I did not want to look dull at a fancy party. The banquet was a masquerade ball with the theme as the ‘Victorian Era'. I did not want to spend money on this stupid party so I borrowed a dress from Natasha. It was a pale blue dress, it was a safe color and would not attract much attention.Since I did not have an invitation on my own, I took Natasha's. Since my face would be covered, it was not like they would recognise me. And, I was going together with Alex for extra safety; he would handle things if they go South.The party was at Natasha's father's pack which was a three hour drive from here.Alex said he would pick me up in ten minutes.The kids sat watching me get ready and said, “You look pretty, mommy.”“Thank you, sweetie.” I smiled at Ashel.As for Asher, he was straight to the business, “Did you rehearse what you are going to say?”“Yes, sir. I did.”“Good.” He jumped off the bed and came to me. Passi
Emma's POV Alex hung his head, feeling dejected. He turned around and looked out of the window, possibly to hide the sorrow overwhelming in his eyes. I asked, “Alex… Are you okay?”“Yeah, I am.” He took his time to reply and turned to look at me with the same bright smile he always does. But there was something about this smile which made it look dishonest, he was faking it.I said, “I am sorry…”“Hey, don't be.” He patted my head, “I love you, you are not obliged to reciprocate it to me. If anything, you have already reciprocated the love to me with the kindness you showed. I was supposed to die that day, I had accepted my fate but you gave me a second chance and motivated me to achieve whatever I am today.”I fell silent.Back when I was still in the city, Alex once told me about this in a drunk spur. I was shocked to know what all he had done just to be able to stay in the same pack as me. Ironically, it reminded me of myself but with Draven. I was the same hopeless romantic, wan
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r
Emma's POVThe soft beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard as I slowly regained consciousness. My head was foggy, like I had been submerged in water, struggling to break the surface. My limbs felt heavy, as though they were made of lead, and every inch of my body screamed in pain. But the worst part? The cold, empty feeling in my chest. I couldn't remember what had happened. I couldn't remember how I had ended up here, lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by bland white walls.I tried to open my eyes, but they felt weighted, unwilling to obey my command. With a small groan, I forced them open, squinting against the bright lights above me. The world around me was blurry, the shapes and figures shifting like shadows. But I could make out the figures of my children—Asher and Ashel—sitting beside me, their faces filled with relief, their eyes wide with worry. Asher’s hand was holding mine, his grip warm and familiar.“Mom?” Asher’s voice was gentle, but I could hear the r