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Little Emily chapter 18
Emily's point of View;I woke up to the soft light of dawn streaming through my bedroom window. The events of the previous night with Angelo played over in my mind, bringing a smile to my lips. But today, I needed to focus on visiting Emma. I stretched, feeling a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. After a quick shower and getting dressed, I headed downstairs to find my brothers, Chris and Tony, in the kitchen."Morning," I greeted them, grabbing a piece of toast from the table."Morning, Em," Chris replied, looking up from his coffee. "What’s on the agenda today?""I’m going over to Emma’s place. Haven’t seen her in a while, and I thought it’d be nice to catch up," I said, trying to sound casual.Chris glanced at Tony, who was munching on a bowl of cereal. "That’s fine. But I want Tony to go with you."Tony looked up, a mix of surprise and annoyance on his face. "Why do I have to go?""Because I want Emily to be safe," Chris said firmly. "You know things have been tense lately
Little Emily chapter 19
Chris's Point of View;The sun had barely risen, and I was already feeling the weight of another day pressing down on my shoulders. Emily's stress was palpable, and it was eating me alive. Kelsey was still missing, and each passing day without word from him was like a knife twisting in my gut. Tony and I had done everything we could to keep things normal for Emily, but the worry in her eyes was a constant reminder of our failure.I sat at the kitchen table, staring at my phone, waiting for any news. The rest of the house was still, the calm before the inevitable storm. Xander and Austin arrived, their faces etched with the same concern and frustration I felt. "We can't keep this up," Xander said, slamming his fist on the table. "Emily's falling apart, and so are we."Austin nodded, his expression grim. "We've exhausted all our resources, Chris. We need to try something different, something drastic."I knew what they were getting at, but it was a step I had hoped to avoid. "You mean c
Little Emily chapter 20
Inishola sat in his office, a dimly lit room filled with artifacts from his homeland. The air was heavy with the scent of sandalwood, and the soft hum of a traditional Japanese string instrument playing in the background. The leader of the Japanese mafia was a figure of immense power and respect, known for his unyielding sense of honor and his strategic brilliance. His sharp, piercing eyes scanned the documents before him, each one meticulously detailing his next move.He glanced up as the door opened and his son, Kamsy, stepped in. Kamsy was a younger version of Inishola, with the same lean build and sharp features. He had been groomed from a young age to take over the family business, learning the intricacies of their operations and the importance of maintaining their reputation."Father," Kamsy said, bowing slightly. "We have received the details regarding Kelsey. Our sources have narrowed down his location."Inishola nodded, his expression unreadable. "Good. We will proceed with
Little Emily chapter 21
Emily's Point of ViewEmily woke up to the sound of her alarm blaring, her heart heavy with the weight of uncertainty. Her brother Kelsey was still missing, and the worry gnawed at her constantly. She dragged herself out of bed, her movements mechanical as she prepared for another day at school. The usual excitement she once felt was replaced by a pervasive sense of dread. After dressing in a simple outfit and grabbing her backpack, she headed downstairs where Tony and Chris were finishing breakfast."Morning, Em," Tony greeted, his tone overly cheerful in an attempt to lift her spirits."Morning," she mumbled, grabbing a piece of toast.Chris watched her closely, concern etched on his face. "You sure you’re up for school today?"Emily nodded, forcing a smile. "I need the distraction.""Alright," Chris said, though his eyes betrayed his worry. "But remember, if you need anything, just call.""I will," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.The ride to school was silent, the u
Little Emily chapter 22
Xander point of View Xander sat at a polished mahogany table, his expression a mixture of frustration and anticipation. He glanced around the room, taking in the opulence and understated elegance that spoke volumes about the power of its occupant.Xander’s thoughts were interrupted by the soft sound of the door opening. He turned to see Inishola, the formidable leader of the Japanese mafia, enter the room with his son Kamsy by his side. Inishola was a tall, imposing figure, his presence commanding respect. Kamsy, though younger, carried himself with the same quiet confidence, his sharp features and keen eyes reflecting his father's legacy.“Xander,” Inishola greeted, his voice smooth yet authoritative. “Thank you for coming.”“Thank you for seeing me,” Xander replied, standing up and offering a respectful nod. “We’re grateful for your assistance in finding Kelsey.”Inishola gestured for Xander to sit, and the three men took their seats around the table. Kamsy, seated to his father's
Little Emily chapter 23
EMILY'S POV: Two months later, it felt like Kelsey had vanished without a goodbye. The others gave up, telling me to move on, but I kept counting the days, hoping my brother would return and explain why he had to do all this. During my final exam, Chris walked toward Tony and me, and our physics teacher asked us to leave the class. Confused, we followed Chris out. As Tony closed the door, Chris looked distressed, breathing fast. "What's wrong, dude?" Tony asked, but Chris looked away before revealing, "We got a letter saying they have Kelsey, and to see him again, we need to give Emily to them." My eyes widened – was this the reason for Kelsey's strange behavior? Tony expressed doubt, suggesting Kelsey might be playing games. Chris, however, reminded us of our family's enemies and their tendency to exploit any weakness. Concerned about our approaching birthday, I asked, "What are we going to do now?" "Don't worry, little one. Xender and Eren have called our uncles and cou
Little Emily chapter 24
EMILY'S POV: I woke up with a pounding headache, feeling nauseous. The room was dark, and I noticed all my brothers were tied up, blood dripping down from their mouths. My mouth was dry, and my body ached from the car accident. As I glanced around, I spotted a body in the corner with hair resembling Kelsey's. Without hesitation, I rushed towards it, falling to my knees. Kelsey looked lifeless, his face bruised, his lips dried up, and his clothes dirty. "Kelsey, we're here. We'll all go home, okay? I'm so sorry this happened to you," I whispered, tears streaming down my face. I looked up to see the others still unconscious. Quickly standing up, I approached the door, recalling Chris's words about the kidnappers wanting me. If I could get their attention, maybe they'd release my brothers. Surveying the room, I found a bell. Grabbing it, I moved toward the door. "HEY!" I yelled, hoping to attract someone's attention. Glancing back at my brothers, I prayed they wouldn't wake u
Little Emily chapter 25
Emily sat on the bed, her stomach growling in protest after two days without food. The room was small and sparse, a stark reminder of her captivity. Despite her hunger and fear, she clung to the hope that her brothers would come to her rescue. The thought of them breaking down the door and whisking her away was the only thing that kept her going. Today had been a strange mix of emotions—moments of despair interspersed with fleeting hopes. Deciding that sleep might offer some respite, she lay down, closing her eyes and willing herself to escape into dreams. As she began to drift off, the door creaked open slowly. Her eyes snapped open, and she sat up, heart racing. A large man with striking blue eyes and white hair entered the room. Despite the circumstances, Emily couldn't help but notice his beauty and a whimsical thought flitted through her mind about him being her future husband. Suppressing a giggle, she gave him a serious look, making him raise an eyebrow."Hel
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