Emily's POV:
The exclusive journey to our home was much more comfortable, sitting on a comfy seat of an air-conditioned VEYRON after a long agitating day in those ill-fitting heels. But it was equally more awkward sitting beside Edward who was busy on his phone, texting someone with so much hardness I could hear his fingers making firm contact with his poor expensive phone. He didn't talk to me after our little argument at that shop, now only making slow nods and dull 'hmm' at all my questions.
We reached home about half an hour later. It was already past two hours midnight and I just wanted to get out of this tight short dress. For once, we didn't have to pretend and I was thankful for my idea that Linda wouldn't dare to follow newlyweds to the bedroom.
"You can wash up first, I am a little tired so I'll just take my time removing these accessories from my hair for now, " I motioned Edward to the washroom, w
|Unedited|English is not my first language.Kindly ignore any typos, grammatical mistakes and verbal uncertainties.Emily's Pov:With the speed I rushed to the washroom, I couldnt say same for when I wanted to get out immediately as I forgot to bring night clothes with me to change into. I closed my eyes to hide my emabarrsemt for those last words I said to Edward and that chauvinistic exit!Peeking out of the door, I saw Edward talking to Miranda about some files he might have misplaced and I took this opportunity to slid out of the door, almost quickly dancing in relief that I was still fully clothed in my dress, most strangely, still wearing my heels.Opening the closet, I started to dig through my clothes to find something appropriate to wear when my eyes fell on something wrapped beautifully. It was a gift from Mia for my birthda
|Unedited|English is not my first language.Kindly ignore any typos, grammatical mistakes and verbal uncertainties.Emily's POV:I didn't know what was happening right now as my conscious mind decided to ditch me for a week and went to its own long vacation!As for my unconscious mind, it took every reasonable opportunity to moan and gasp as Edward's hand went from my shoulders to wrap around my waist, pulling me closer, and his tongue doing wonders to my neck and throat, waves of pleasure and passion hazing my eyes. He shifted a little only to put his mouth over my collarbone, sucking it lightly before opening his mouth fully to bite on it. I bit my lips to refrain myself from waking up the whole house in the middle of night while his hands slid around my back, pressing and roaming his hands harder over my waist.He trailed his other
|Unedited|English is not my first language.Kindly ignore any typos, grammatical mistakes and verbal uncertainties.Emily's Pov:"I..mmmm...Edd..."I never really thought that something in me could be triggered to such an extent that I could lose my vocal and conceptual abilities for a moment.And yet, I couldn't adore more being meek and limp in someone's arms when that said person is touching you like you were born to be worshipped. I knew it was part of some dangerous game we started months ago, following it diligently while still protecting our friendship but the way it was all going right now, I was sure I couldn't see him just as a friend anymore.Hell, I never seen him as a one before!But still, I always tried doing it for the sake of our long year alliance and chivalry. Allowing
|Unedited|English is not my first language.Kindly ignore any typos, grammatical mistakes and verbal uncertainties.Emily's Pov:What?Did I hear him right? Was he really happy that he was my first kiss!!?Really!Like really!I opened my mouth to ask him this question when he licked my lips quickly and plunged his tongue in my already open mouth with so much strength, it collided with mine with intense passion that burned my insides making me wet. I rubbed my thighs to reduce tension when he ran his hands up and down my arms, his lips tasting my mouth like he was deprived of food and water for months. Not soon after, his hands caressed my throat and rubbed his fingers over his deep bite, making me wince with both pain and pleasure.His tongue reached dee
Emily's Pov:I woke up abruptly to the harsh tango dancing of my ridiculous alarm clock that is a shame to human habit of sleeping soundly when tired as hell. Stretching my abnormal female arms and legs, I toppled down the bed like a kangaroo to rush into wahsroom for my urgent blast of bladder which actually had no shame and manners for being a bladder of a female all this time!!I was brushing my teeth, more like scrubbing them with dog soap when I looked at the prominent red and blue bruise normal people naturally preferred to call "hickey" at the crook of my neck in my reflection in mirror. Immediately, I turned around, my cheeks flaming red to remember events of that night, those unforgetful moments in the life of a female, who spends her first that night with her husband.That husband whom she loved with all her heart!And that husband who crawled in his hiding too ashamed to
Emily's Pov:The room was dark and quiet as usual, as if long series of serial murders took there and I was its next victim, entering the dangerous area where my murderer was already waiting for me, with a shimmering sharp knife in his hands.Stumbling sllghtly, I put my hands over switch and taking a deep breath, I pressed it firmly. Immediately, everything glowed, brightness reaching every corner of the room, it's light falling on each and every object of the room.Modern devices and polished furnitures lay sprawled on the floor just like the last time I visited, window glasses covered with gray white curtains and black carpet showed all signs of luxurious odour one can get by visiting the office of youngest surviving billionare.But I didn't come to drool over his wealth as there was nothing he owned which I didn't know of. Pleasant masucline cologne bursted my senses and I was s
*Unedited*Emily's Pov:"Edward-you horrible son of a rotten smelling fungal black slippery sticky onion crushed in a juicer machine, you-" I started to blabber frantically only to stop and stare at the man standing in front of me, still and erect, tired and sad, seeing him going through everything hard I was going through myself these past four days when I looked up to stare into his blue orbs I missed so much that instantly my own eyes welled up with tears, and I wiped my nose again with the back of my shirt to stop myself from breaking out in front of him."Edward-you real beetle of-" I started yet again but my body betrayed my tongue and before I knew I shouldn't, I ran towards him and launched myself on him, opening my arms hugging him firmly, my fingers digging into his shirt and my eyes betraying my mind, flowing tears of sadness and reunion."Lily I-"With the
*unedited*Emily's Pov:It was really hard for me to explain my well-being being to Edward who thought he almost raped me and he would never be able to show his face to me again and I had to smack him hard across his face for thinking such ridiculous thing.We were strolling along his arena for guests which consisted of well built polished wooden rooms and floors. A large wide swimming pool filled with clean water lay in the centre, with chairs, tables and waiters and waitress waiting to attend the guests. This area was frequently used by him to attend his VIP clients and if they needed to stay, they could as well stay there where they are most welcomed."Wow! It's so beautiful since the last time I visited it! See here, roses and lilies? Really? Last time they weren't here! Did Lara ask you to plant them? I should thank her someday!"I roamed the whole garden, plucki
Edward's POV —"What in the name of everything miserable are you talking about? Did you two fight? Again—""We broke up. It felt like dragging a soulless animal and the weight was just too much to carry anymore than was necessary."Emily's eyes melted into moisture as she crossed the much needed two steps between them and grabbed his shoulders. Tipping on her toes, she engulfed him fully in the whirl of her femininity and emotions.Edward couldn't breathe, he didn't even dare move a muscle lest the moment should break and disappear into the bubble of longing and misery. Again.He was abhorrently tired of dreaming of her each night — whimpering, sighing, moaning and clinging to him just like she was doing now — and equally tired of having to play the role of a gentleman each time she was around him in reality.His hands found her back, shifting her weight,
Edward's POV —Marry me, Emily . Be my wife. Seize your rightful place in my heart. Be my queen as this king couldn't possibly rule his kingdom alone anymore while he still writhed each day for you and — your touch.The words were stuck in his head, singing their own emotions and their own feeling of happiness if ever they could come true.He gazed at her with adoration, not being able to play this game of cat and mouse anymore. Either he be the man and let her know he couldn't care a whit about how she thought of that fake marriage — because he was very well about the way on his knees again to offer the real one — or he be the coward and suffer his fate by seeing her getting snatched by someone else.But Emily wasn't a property. And it mattered to him a whole lot than he'd still hesitate to admit— about what she thought of him as her life partner in general.Perhaps, he should go about this in the modern way and not just jump right into the marriage. He didn't want to scare her away w
Like for-ever.Suddenly Edward was so shook to the core he pursed his lips in a thin line, trying to determine what that meant after he had this earth shattering conclusion in his mind.Or more precisely, what he should do next to give himself the release from this agony of having to wait upon Emily's every word, her every sigh and her thoroughly agonizing stories about her dates — with men — from a distance, just as her friend, as she did the same to him in his time of need — while also allowing himself the patience of watching her fall in love with someone else.That was not him.A sound escaped his throat, dangerously close to a growl and he heard Emily whimper in response. His jaw clicked, hands fisting on the back of her dress, nearly ripping the fabric to shreds.Emily found his eyes, asking for something, and he was sure he knew what she was searching for. He damn well knew he was b
Edward's POV —And now that bleak dot of happy memories, their marriage, their home, their friendship, their relationship as husband and a wife — not only didn't even exist but was more on the verge of burning him alive than anything he ever had to face in his life.How he regretted each moment of his foolishness with every fibre of his being. How he would do anything, anything, to get back to that phase life again and make amends so that he would never have to face himself in the mirror each day — with shame, guilt, regret, misery, desperation and longing.As his thoughts turned to a more dangerous direction, he trapped her waist in his demanding hands, his fingers curling possessively at the curve of her hips. He closed his eyes in the damn efforts to calm his feelings down lest he should do what he shouldn't be doing to Emily now that they weren't married anymore, or bloody hell, what he shouldn't be doing — to her — even during
Edward's POV —Edward didn't really have any problem with Eric succeeding him, animosities of supposed jealousy aside which he was sure would do him no benefit in the future, both in their status as blood-related cousins or the business partners.But he wasn't sure Eric would be up-to this deal. As far as he remembered his achievements and the future ambitions he had for himself, Eric already established and owns a Gaming Company. And it'd be too difficult for him to operate both at once if he would be pressured too much to take over the Jones.On the other hand, Eric wasn't as diligent as he let on and so he wouldn't necessarily agree to take over the Company by leaving his own dream which he worked so hard on for years behind him. So would that make him selfish to wish for his cousin to just take over Jones and employ someone else as a substitute for his own Company? Yes, it sure was selfish, he thought. He had already lost
Edward's POV—"Am I too late to beg for your forgiveness and perhaps for you to provide me with something to eat as well?" Edward asked tentatively, gauging Emily's reaction. "I mean to say if you're not still in habit of collecting dead bodies, or if you're looking forward to adding me in your special collection."Emily looked at him in mock disbelief and he added with a wink, "That'd cost you billions by the way, and you should also add millions spent in kneeling in front of judges to get you out of jail for the possible murder due to starvation and hiding the remains. And the public interest wouldn't be of much support either since'' He added with a great dignity, "I'm kind of an important person and from what I've known from my secretary and tabloids, I have a supposed FanClub too. You'd be confined to life imprisonment forever. I'd never wish for you to-""Or I could just drag your half-dead corpse across this snow and dump it on the oil con
Edward's POV — He broke out of his reverie to discover his name upon her delectable lips. "Yes?" Her name came out rather breathless after."Your hands are cold. " She put her hand on his forehead and arched her eyebrow. "But your forehead is burning." Then, she cupped his whole face in her hand. "Your cheeks are hot too. Are you okay, Edward? Did you catch a cold?" "I'm okay," He said as he quickly removed himself from her and stood at a distance. "It's nothing." He said breathlessly as if he had been caught off-handed kissing her here in his mind.She ran his fingers along his back and observed that he was wet too. "I think you should go back now. Temperature is too low, you'll get sick in no time-" She said and then, she sneezed two times. Herself.They both looked at each other. A slow smile curled at her lips and then into a full blown laughter. He laughed along with her. "See, see, who nags a lot and catches a cold. Hers
Hey guys, so as promised, there is the second update to the previous chapter.Enjoy!Edward's POV-It was entirely his fault, for he shouldn't have proposed such a horrendous proposal to her. If he was in his right state of mind, he would have slapped himself for doing so with his best friend.How could he be stupid enough to think that marrying Emily would grant him the freedom to woo and have an affair with Lara as much as possible? Wouldn't that make him a cheating bastard?He didn't think of it as a long term journey, he was sure. For the one time he gave his tomboyish friend an opportunity to marry in her life, he provided her with fake vows and kissed her ever so quickly to seal his lies on her lips forever? He couldn't quite name the worse name for his bastard self for making Emily go through such a humiliation for his sake. He publicly rejected her when instead, he should've protected her. The girl didn't have
[ Excerpt of Book - II ]She came forward and hugged his waist, her head on his heart, the fear he'd never fathom ran across his wildly pumping veins as he wondered if she'll ever get to know that this time, the reason of his heavy breathing, sweaty palms, consistent bobbing Adam's Apple, dry mouth and his urge to keep her close, as close as nothing ever went through him, is not because of his state of inebriation. It's because she's standing so close to him, the irony she stood this close to him since forever while he took more than eternity, like a fool he's always been, to realise the reason he never let those three words of truth, those three words of confession, those three words any woman would love to hear from her lover's mouth, leave his lips for some other woman he thought he loved, because his knowing heart has already said it to this lovely soul hugging him close to his heart, a long time ago, and believed it necessary not to tell him that he can never be anyone else's un