Mia's pov:
Loud sound of thunder and incessant strong rain made me open my eyes and I squirmed in my place, seeing darkness still surrounding the sky, dark clouds visible from the window.
I felt tired. Very tired!
Someone tucked the blanket draped over me and all tiredness flew out the window as I realised I was not alone in the bed.
"Mia" Strong pair of arms encircled my waist, pulling me closer. My mind was still half asleep until those masculine hands rubbed against my bare stomach, going slowly above to settle on my chest.
Bare chest! Over my bare breasts!
I was lying with my back to that person but I didn't dare to turn around!
Oh my god!
Let it be anyone else, but not him!
No, No! Not anyone else!
But not him either!
Gulpi
Emily's pov:"Lily, I can't find my office files and where is my folder!?" I heard Edward calling for me, sound of things falling down coming from our bedroom."See there! Under that black cupboard inside your closet!" I yelled, stirring my stew before taking some in a spoon to taste.Too spicy!I added some water and vegetables, breaking two eggs and poured them over boiling stew. Chopping fresh parsley, I sprinkled it over my cooked stew."I can't find it anywhere! Emi Seriously, where the hell is that damn folder!"I sighed loudly, shooking my head and turning off the heat of the stew.Quickly I climbed over the stairs to see him all frustrated and half dressed, ransacking all cupboards of the room."Eddie! See properly there, will you!? I'm trying to cook you a proper breakfast here!"
Emily's Pov:He was still and silent as a rock, his eyes widening like saucers, as if I had asked him the toughest question in the world.I sighed. "Are you my real husband, Eddie?!"He thought for a moment, then shook his head slowly."No, right!? Then you don't have any right to stop me from talking to any men!""But he is just some stupid sales tax manager!""I don't talk to people for their money, Edward!! Do you think I am your friend because you are a businessman billionare!?"He hesitated. "I didn't mean it-""No. I don't care about your fucking money or anything! I care only about you and trust me, Eddie, money is not the thing I am looking for in my life!""So I don't love you and I am not your real husband is the reason you are talking to that dickhead gu
Emily's POV:My best friend's girlfriend!One woman. One beautiful woman who changed both of our destinies. One who destroyed my hopes of living happily ever after with Edward but gave him the best happiness he could ever get in his life.Her Love.They say that 'to love and being loved in return is the best thing in the world!'They say right though, I must admit!!Things worked out for them pretty well I suppose.I always thought that Lara was a big obstacle between me and Edward but years passed by like seasons and I never realized when I ended up becoming obstacle between the two lovers.I took reluctant steps away from their love, admiring my own love from afar and just being happy by that only. It was tough at first but years of practice made me somewhat habitual to
Emily's Pov:I was as shocked as a bull deprived of water after ploughing fields in strong sunlight all day!I stared continously at Lara, who was still crying hysterically, hugging the album close to her bosom."You have a daughter, Lara?!!"She nodded meekly, wiping her tears like a little girl with the back of her hands. My motherly love kicked in and without thinking anything, I pulled out handkerchief from my purse and handed it to her.She looked at the piece of cloth and then at me and I smiled at her, encouraging her to take it, coaxing her with my sympathetic eyes."Here! Come here!" I made her sit on the sofa and immediately poured a glass of water for her which she drank it, her tears still flowing from her beautiful eyes."I won't ask anything else if you're hurting so much because of it!" I patted her back, assuring h
Emily's POV:"But he is Edward's cousin!""I didn't know that before until I met Edward in my college days!""Oh god. This is so.. How did you give birth to the child then??!"Lara sighed loudly before looking at me. "After he left me all my myself to deal with that unwanted pregnancy, I was heartbroken and miserable. But I wasn't willing to abort my poor child who wasn't even born at that time. Giving a excuse of studying for better future to my family, I went to Europe to study where I gave birth to Vivian at my tender age of 19. It was hard raising her alone. So I returned home after 2 years, all changed and that old Lisa-""Lisa?""Yes. My real name is Lisa Williams! But after all that happened with me, I decided to change my whole self because I knew all along that it all happened because I was just a ugly stupid nerd! I changed my nam
Emily's POV:Oh dear, this so wasn't happening!No, never!What to do? Should I strangle him!?Oh hell no! Eric is my friend and like a brother to me!!But he was a villain to Lisa!But still, if only you could cut him to half and throw him to gutter-"Shut Up!" I shouted to myself!I paced worriedly in my room, wondering what to do while all in the house were fast asleep like bull and goats.Eric greeted us friendly, hugging me and Edward like old times, and though we talked a lot, of ancient rules and all, I couldn't help but feel anxious seeing the clock on the wall, as it ticked one by one second.In my haste, I started to chew my nails, tapping my foot on floor worriedly.Lisa wasn
Emily's POV:I was cooking breakfast and watching the front door at the same time. It was almost eight in the morning and I was glad Lara hadn't come until now.I wasn't willing to wake Eric up though he loved to go on morning walks. Edward had an important meeting today and so he was upstairs, getting ready for it.Suddenly the doorbell rang and I jumped at my place, my heart leaped to my throat, glaring at the door in hope.Please, let it not be Lara!Please, let it be anyone but Lara!While I was busy bribing God with my futile attempts, Miranda opened the door and I saw Lara coming towards me, smiling brightly at me."Hey Emily, good morning! How are you?!"Immediately, I glanced towards Eric's room and for a moment, I was glad he wasn't awake yet."I am fine Lisa, Good morning.!
Emily's pov:Pouring two cups of coffee quickly, I walked towards Jake, who was sitting on drawing room, in heavy mood."Here!" I handed him a mug of coffee before sitting in front of him, crossing my legs."So... How come you're here? So early in the morning!?"Jake didn't respond, instead he took one sip of his coffee, avoiding my gaze and perhaps, ignoring my logical question ever, as well."Jake!? You didn't answer me. And now when I am thinking about it, where is...." I looked all around the room, before fixing my eyes on Jake, "Mia?"He still didn't look at me.My natural feminine and partial tomboy instincts kicked my butt continuosly, telling me something indeed had gone wrong, the reason this dog named Jake was so early in my house, the one who used to bite off anyone's head whoever dared to drag off his slim ass of his c
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