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
Emily's POV:It was hard to reach Mia since she wasn't picking up my phone or replying to my texts and I was getting worried for her.I contacted the mobile company to put her mobile number on surveillance using my late father's security business card and they wanted some time to tell me the exact location of Mia."So what did the two of you talk about?!"Turning around, I saw Eric drinking water from the fridge and he placed food on the table, everything steaming hot and ready. I smelled the aroma of his handmade dishes, opening lid of the containers to admire his cooking."You know you didn't have to do all that! I mean you came just yesterday so it makes me a villain if you would continue to cook-""Oh shut up already! You and your stupid hero-villain things will never cease to eat my brains off! Now if you have talked enough already the
Emily's POV:Loud reverberation of thunder broke my line of thoughts and I ran towards the window to realise it still hadn't stopped raining. Cold drops of rain splattered my face and chilling breeze hugged my features just as I opened my window to peek at the weather.Glancing at my phone, I threw it annoyingly on sofa after seeing no calls or replies from Edward. I sat beside the window, my eyes glued on the muddy road, my eyelids dropping heavily from sleep.A loud knock on the door woke me up abruptly from my short nap and I rushed towards the door, turning the knob and quickly opening the door."Edward! Where the hell were you, you stupid moron! Why the hell you were so-"I stopped blabbering to see Edward slumped lazily on Michael's shoulder while Michael struggled slightly with his weight."Oh my god! What happened to him, Michael!?
Emily's Pov:I organised all the fresh ingredients in the fridge, throwing away all the rotten and expired food products into the dustbin.Stirring the glass of lemon water after adding a bit of salt, I drank it in one shot, cold water soothing my frustrated nerves and relaxing my body.It had been three weeks already and I didn't receive anything satisfying from Cyber security and surveillance department, regarding the precise location of Mia or her whereabouts.I heard shuffling of things, heavy footsteps on stairs resonated the ambient and I abruptly turned towards the kitchen counter, busying myself in wiping off the wet dishes.My heart twisted painfully in my chest, remembering those three words which I had always wanted to hear from Edward my whole life, and which he indeed said to me but this time, those beautiful words weren't f
Emily's POV:I splashed some cold water over my face, cleaning each and every corner of my face.Dark circles under my eyes were still visible, and I was worried if my mom saw me in freaking ugly condition like this, with my hairs sticking like a birdnest from my bun and my face looking like a distorted mushroom after all those sleepless depressing nights, then she would certainly throw a huge fit over it.Mom was waiting in the drawing room after I excused myself to go to washroom and let Miranda open the door for her.Quickly applying some foundation and cream under my eyes, which I stored in my makeup-kit for emergency makeup required often in conditions like these, I tied my hairs in a high ponytail and rushed downstairs to meet my mom.She looked so innocent and heartwarming, sitting on the sofa and waiting for me impatiently. I smiled g
Emily's POV:I looked at her, my face forming a surprised expression at her sudden, very unexpected question. "Yes Mom. I am! How many times will you confirm it-""But it's the first time I asked you this question though."I sighed loudly, placing the cutlet piece back on the plate. "Mom. Look at me and tell me! Do you really think I am not happy with this marriage!?""Emily, I am your mother and I know very well when my daughter is hurting.""Mom, it's a futile argument. Really!And you know already how much I love Edward and how much this marriage means to me!?""Right? Isn't it the problem, Emily? That this marriage means so much to you when it isn't the same for Edward?"I placed my hands on her shoulders. "Trust me Mom. He's very much happy with this marriage and he's the one who proposed me-""What'
Emily's POV:I sat on the side of the bed, leaning my head against it, my eyes filled with tears and my heart beating wildly at the thought of not being able to see Edward again.I didn't even get the chance to run my hands along his face for the last time, to remember each and every corner of it, to memorize his smile for as long as I live in this world.I wonder what Edward would say once he finds I am not there?He would definitely go ballistic after learning that it was all my fault that my mom found the divorce papers!?Would he go search for me? No, he would probably be very angry at me, he wouldn't even call me after my huge clumsy mistake!After all, I am the reason our fake marriage got discovered in such an unexpected circumstances!Edward would never forgive me for that!
Emily's POV:I shuffled in my blanket, tossing and turning over it, putting my arms around my body to gain some warmth.Heavy rain was pouring outside, loud claps of thunder reverberated the ambient and cold wet breeze was coming from the open window of my bedroom, decreasing the temperature of the room.I stood up from the floor, wrapping the blanket tightly around my body and walked towards the window. Extending my one hand outside, I let cold water fall down my arms and I closed my eyes, inhaling the muddy aroma of the wet soil, clutching the blanket from my other hand.Faint yellow light penetrated through the heavy rain just as I saw shining grey car stopping abruptly in front of my house. I narrowed my eyes, trying to recognise the model of the car and my eyes widened in awe.I quickly shut the door of the window tight, rea
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