Emily's POV.I refused to let Mrs Gonzalez's attempt to pay me off get to me. If I wanted such an easy way out, I would have taken the credit cards that Liam offered to me in a platter of gold, but that was far from being my problem. I needed a safe environment for my child and I, and that I must surely get.My bags were already packed, I couldn't wait to leave for Adrian's house. Maybe I could get some peace and quiet that I craved. I was determined to quickly find a way to sort myself out so I don't have to depend on Adrian throughout my stay here, despite the hand of help he has extended to me. I wasn't prepared to take advantage of that. Maybe I could get a job, that way I could provide for myself and my child, and then I could afford an apartment. I wasn't intending to live with him forever. He's done enough already. After getting my things ready, I laid back on the bed and awaited Adrian's arrival. Slowly I drifted off into a deep.A soft knock on the door jerked me up from
Emily's POV."It was nice having you here, Emily," Mrs Gonzalez blurted with a smile that anyone could easily detect was fake.She was walking us towards the car, together with Mr Gonzalez and Emma. "Same here, Mrs Gonzalez," I replied. "Do I look forward to you reaching out about our little discussion? I'm sure once you've given it a good thought, you'll come around," she winked secretly in a way, only I could see it. "I don't think that would be happening ma'am, but if anything changes, I know where to find you," I flashed her a knowing smile. I could see the tiny glint of anger flashing through her eyes but she tried so hard to hide it away. "You both are speaking in parables, is there something going on?" Adrian asked, dragging his gaze from me to his mother."Don't be nosy, it's strictly ladies' business, right Emily?" She turned towards me with a raised brow and I nodded slowly. The little walk from the front porch to the car seemed to be taking forever. I wanted to be as
Emily's POV.A soft knock on the door woke me from my deep sleep.Dragging my gaze to the wall clock, my eyes flew wide open in shock, it was mid morning. I quickly climbed down from the bed and headed towards the door. Pulling it open, a middle aged woman stood at the doorstep with a covered tray on her hands."Good morning ma'am," she greeted with a bow."Hello?" I replied curtly. "I brought your breakfast ma'am, you didn't come down to the dining room so I decided to bring it up here," she said."Uhm... Who are you?" I furrowed my brows at her. "My name is Helen, I'm the chief cook, the rest of the house workers are back too," she replied."Oh, uhm... Come in then," I mumbled, stepping away from the door and she walked in.My gaze followed her every move as she walked towards the center table and dropped the tray, then bowed and left.I couldn't help but wonder why she kept bowing to me? And referring to me as "ma'am" Walking back to the bed, my eyes suddenly landed on a littl
Liam's POV."What is it you are telling me?" I turned towards the detective behind me with a huge scowl on my face."Sir, we are doing everything possible....""And yet you haven't found her yet?" I cut in abruptly. "We are quite close, it's taking a bit of time but I promise you, we will get to her soon," "It's been a whole week, I made it clear how fast I wanted her found!" My fist came down hard on the bar counter, drawing the attention of others at the bar but I cared less. All I wanted was to set my eyes on Emily again. "I'm sorry...""Leave..." My words were laced with pain and defeat, I was beginning to embrace the reality of my situation. Emily might never be found, she could be on the run from me. Who wouldn't be? She endured more than anyone could. "Sir...""Leave immediately!" I bored out my frustration through a loud scream.I didn't need to raise my head from the bar counter to notice they were gone. How did I ever think that Emily will be found despite all that sh
Liam's POV.I stirred gently in my sleep, wrapping my arms around the slender body lying beside me. I smiled as the flashback from our tender moment the previous night came rushing into my head.We made love, it was the most beautiful thing, her tender skin rubbed against mine, her soft moans, just like pure melody, filtered into my ears begging me not to stop as I thrust harder into her. I never thought I'd ever experience that with her, I thought I lost her forever. I felt whole again, the unbearable pain and torture had flown off the window the moment I set my eyes on her. I couldn't believe she was really here, in my arms, her fingers digging into my skin as I thrust into her while she moved to meet my thrusts.She was really back, for good. And I'm keeping her forever. I'd be a fool to let her out of my sight ever again, not even for a second."I'm glad you are back to me," I mumbled wrapping my arms safely around her, pulling her deeper into my arms.Somehow, something still
Emily's POV.Life at London keeps getting better each day. I was treated with so much care and everyone contributed in any way they could to make sure that I remained healthy even when Adrian was out for meetings. I got along so well with the house workers. Over the short time I've stayed here, I could tell one unique thing about them, they cared for each other greatly, like a family, irrespective of their posts, and that I cherished so much. A loud rumbling of my stomach snapped me back to reality. I was starving. It was mid morning and the chefs were taking a rest from the morning meals, it was Adrian's rules following the fact that they all had their respective families too. He let them take short breaks between every work hour and returned afterwards. Yeah, such a charmer he is. They won't stop singing his praise. I had actually eaten to a pulp before Adrian left for work and also dappled on the numerous snacks and fruits that he makes me consume daily but being a pregnant
Liam's POV.It's been few weeks since I lost Emily.I haven't stopped grieving even for second. Every move I made had her thoughts rushing into my head, I had no control over it anymore. I have decided to live everyday as it comes.And it wasn't any easier living with the guilt of my intimacy with Nichole. I felt disgusted to the guts each time it crossed my mind. She was the last person I would ever share such intimate moment with. I couldn't believe how badly I wished it was Emily. She was all I craved.My thoughts was suddenly interrupted as my bedroom door flew open. I jerked up swiftly, eager to vent my anger on whoever it was. "Howdy boy," I suddenly heard my mom's voice as she poked her head through the door.I heaved out a deep sigh and relaxed back on the bed. I had thought it was Nichole.It was her new scheme to sneak into my house whenever she wanted. Lord knows she would have been taken away in a body bag if it had turned out to be her. "Mom, what are you doing he
Emily's POV. The pronounced noise outside the room had shaken me from my deep slumber. I couldn't quite decipher what the noise was all about. The early hours of the mornings here has always been serene. With a slight grumble, I pushed myself up from the bed and headed out of the room. Stepping down the stairs, I was taken aback by how crowded the entire space was. The entire house workers were present, scampering about. It suddenly occurred to me that it was finally the day for the ball. But then, all this for just a ball? Is this some kind of competition? Because certainly, someone doing all this is definitely out to surpass others, is it how it always is? I suddenly heard footsteps coming from the stairs and I looked up to see him climbing the stairs still clad in his night robe. "Emily, you are up already, thought you might need to sleep some more?" He smiled warmly at me. "I couldn't sleep anymore, the house is quite crowded today," I replied. "I'm sor