“Stop!” Emery blurted out as she tried her best to stay still. Her body didn’t dare to move while her heart was racing. Darren always had this effect on her; he had an ability to command her without raising his voice. It wasn’t just his words; it was his presence. The aura he radiates is far more dangerous, letting everyone around him feel intimidated.Slowly his hand slid to her waist and then to her lower back as he pushed her closer to herself, not leaving any space between them. “Do you know what I hate most about this dress?” he huskily asked, whispering near her ear. “I…” Emery tried saying something, but no words were able to come out of her mouth. “It makes me want to cancel tonight,” his hand moved further down, and Emery felt her body heating up, “so I can keep you here, where I don’t have to share you with anyone.”Her knees felt weak. If not for Darren's hold on her body, she would have fallen down up until now. “We…” She mustered up all her courage as she put both h
Emery nodded as she tried her best to preparing herself mentally. “Be ready by seven,” Darren added as his eyes swept over her again. “And wear something professional. No distractions.”Her cheeks burned at the subtle jab.She tried her best to hold her ground. “Anything else?”Leaning back on his chair, Darren smirked.His expressions softened into something more thoughtful. “Just one thing,” He puased for a moment before his voice turned into a warning, Don’t forget your deal with me and if any issue occurs you can come to me immediately.”“I will,” she said nodding her head. Their eyes locked for a mere moment before Darren turned his face to the side and said, “Good, I’ll handle the arrangements. You just be ready.”Darren leaned back in his chair as his fingers started to tap rhythmically on the side armrest.His behaviour with Emery was always like he was planning something. His continuous sharp gaze on Emery made her a little confused. “You’ll be meeting Rourke at a private
Emery tensed slightly because of his words. She tried her best to mask her discomfort as she managed to keep her polite professional smile. “Of course. I understand. But I think we’ve covered the key points here.”He chuckled, but Emery felt weird because of his laugh. He was definitely not giving the right vibes. He said, “Not quite. Why don’t we continue this conversation somewhere more private? I have a suite upstairs where we won’t be interrupted.”The suggestion sent a jolt of unease through her. “I don’t think that would be necessary, I’ve said everything I came here to say.”Rourke’s smile widened like he wanted to play with her more, “You’re agood negotiator, aren’t you? I like that. But I insist. A private discussion is always more productive.”She was just about to protest further when he stood up and gestured towards the side door leading her out of the room. His whole aura was giving creepy vibes to Emery but she knew if she caused any scene there, he would use that to g
Camilla burst into laughter as she read the news headline. "Bloggers will stop at nothing to sensationalize unverified news," she said, shaking her head. The news of her marriage was all over the news. Her face broadened with a smile of satisfaction. Everything was about falling in place. Sitting on the beach chair in the yard, she felt a cool breeze blowing through her skin. It felt very comforting. “Ma’am, the sun is down.” A maid said bowing in respect. She smiled, waving her off, she was a fan of nature and right now she wanted a natural effect that came with swimming. Camilia wondered who had let the media on the news. The positive reactions she was getting from her fans gave her a giddy feeling of happiness. Life to her was perfect, and in a few days, she would be on top of her game. She loosened the straps of her dress and headed towards the pool for a refreshing swim. The butler approached her, handing her a glass of fruit juice, complete with a straw – the same luxurious
Emery's heart tightened, it seemed her ill fate was about to ruin her evening. She had barely escaped rape and now she felt like a fugitive running from the cops. Darren's scent invaded her nostrils giving her solace, something she never expected. He somehow understood her fears, and she felt lucky he came at the right moment even though her words had portrayed something totally different.She had lost both her parents and right now she gladly acknowledges herself as an orphan with no family background. "What if he hadn't arrived at the right moment?" The unsettling thought escaped her lips, a manifestation of her inner turmoil. Emery dismissed the notion, shaking off the lingering fear. His timely intervention was all that mattered.As she trailed behind him, his outstretched arms enveloped her, offering a sense of security. She revisited his words about her stepbrother, and a familiar sense of unease settled in. Emery was well-acquainted with Nick's unsavory reputation; he had a
Emery let out a deep sigh, releasing the air that had been trapped in her throat. Fortunately, the recent events hadn't attracted any negative attention. It was clear that someone had been orchestrating the situation from behind the scenes. To her relief, not a single news outlet had reported on the incident.As she ascended the stairs to her apartment, Emery's mind was consumed by a dilemma. How could she persuade Camilla to sign the prenuptial agreement? Their previous encounter had been disastrous, and Emery knew Camilla wouldn't give her an audience easily. Darren had put her in a difficult position, and Emery was certain Camilla harbored intense resentment towards her."What's so captivating about Darren?" Emery wondered aloud. "Every woman seems to want to marry him." She let out a frustrated sigh. Having been married to him before, Emery knew that living with Darren was a nightmare.After unlocking her door, Emery turned on the light and locked it behind her. She trudged wearil
Darren couldn't get his eyes off her body. There was something so special about Emery, anytime he was around her, he lost focus. He becomes very possessive of her.He had been with so many women but none of them gave him the feelings and calmness he felt when he was with Emery. The thought of losing her to someone else drives him crazy, this is why he always keeps a close watch on her and everyone around her. Her constant excuses whenever he demands her presence settled in with unease. Emery laid the duvet carefully on the bed, dusting her hands with a satisfactory smile.Just then, Darren nonchalantly shed his clothes, his smile hinting at a sinister intention. "What are you doing?" Emery asked, her voice trembling with fear.Darren's response was laced with sarcasm. "You're so intelligent, Emery. I'm sure you know what this means.”Emery's eyes widened in alarm as she swallowed hard. "Son of a..." she muttered a curse under her breath. Rushing towards the bedroom door, she grasped
Emery's phone rang, and to her surprise, Camila's name flashed on the screen. She felt a surge of reluctance, staring at the caller ID as she contemplated whether to answer or not. After a few deep breaths, she picked up, her voice laced with professionalism. "Hello, Miss Martins.""I'm at your firm, meet me in the parking lot now!" Camila commanded, her tone leaving no room for negotiation. Emery's grip on her phone tightened as wild thoughts flashed before her eyes. She imagined a scene where she was confronted, even harmed, by Camila."Miss Hart, are you there?" Camila's voice snapped Emery out of her reverie. "Sorry, Miss Martins, I was attending to something important. You can come upstairs, and we can discuss. If there's nothing else, I'll get back to work." Emery said, attempting to sound calm, before disconnecting the call.She heaved a sigh of relief, but her mind was drowning in self-doubt and guilt. What should she do? Knowing Camila's strong background, if she discovered E
Emery was sitting in her office when suddenly her phone’s screen lit up. Scrunching her eyebrows she picked up the phone not knowing who was on the other side of the line. “Yes?” Emery asked as soon as she brought the phone near her ear. “Ms. Hart, I am an agent from the Times media agency, we were sent some documents and reports related to the matter that you were involved in a huge embezzlement. We would like to take your statement too on this matter. Do you have time tomorrow?” A man on the other side of the line spoke, keeping his tone professional. Hearing that a scowl appeared on Emery’s face, “What?” Her voice got high as she further said, “What are you talking about? What embezzlement?” “There is no need to act oblivious now. We have already received all the documents. We would appreciate it if you come to our channel first. In return we would let the reporter ask half of the questions according to you.” The man put his offer ahead making Emery more shocked. “Are you out
Margaret would give the world pain and remind them of everything they had done. How cruel they were toward her. How painful she felt, how terrible they had treated her. The word made her cry In pain, the society broke her into a thousand pieces. They made her vulnerable to every danger. They throw her off the bus for no reason. They gave her tears of pain and agony. And now she was giving the same pain and everyone had the guts to judge her?Why? Who gave them that right? Did anyone intervene during her time? No one came through for her and her family. They all laughed and made her feel so terrible. Now they are to shut their mouths and watch. The thought back to these things was quite a load. It sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. Margaret’s eyes blazed with a fierce look as she thought about the past. She thought about how Edward Hart’s enterprise had been the bane of her existence for so long. She had a deep seated hatred for the company and for the man who had founded i
“Mom,” Rita called out behind her. Margaret turned to look at her daughter. She knew Rita had something to report. “Mom, who is Zack?” Rita questioned. “Zack—” Margaret muttered, raking through her brain. “Yes, Zach, or is it Zach. Whatever, he was responsible for the events that happened yesterday.” Rita explained.“I know so many Zak, I would find out the exact ome6and don't worry, I would deal with him “ she assured her daughter. “What about Talia?” She questioned.Rita sighed, “I have no idea about her for now, I heard she is mourning with her parents.”Hearing this Margaret burst into laughter. “Mourning is a very harsh word to use, you need to start liking her, she's your sister-in-law.”Rita rolled her eyes, she knew her mother would say this. “You and Nick can't force that in me. After the test, then I will know if she will be my ally or enemy. Mom, I learn from you. I never let a grudge go without setting a punishment.”Margaret laughed, she was supposed to be angry but sh
Cynthia slowly opened her eyes, groggy and confused. “Where am I?” She muttered .The last thing she remembered was..... Well, she couldn't quite place it. Her mind felt blank, and a dull ache throbbed in her head.As her eyes slowly adjusted to the dim light, Cynthia realized she was hanging upside down. Her wrists and ankles were bound, suspended from the ceiling by a web of ropes. Panic surged through her, and she struggled against the restraints, but they held firm.Who could have done this? Cynthia hadn't been in town for a while until now. It should be safe and peaceful. She had thought she was free from the dangers and intrigues of the business world. It seemed she had been wrong. She had her fears ever since she chose to be on Emery side but she never thought they would come to her so soon. Cynthia's mind raced, trying to think of anyone who might want to harm her. “Margaret,” she muttered. This was the only person she could think of. Or could it be someone else? If yes, then
Emery got out of the wash room, Darren frowned, his little woman was looking so pale. “What's wrong?” He questioned. “I'm fine,” she lied. She didn't want him to worry himself over nothing. “You don't look good.”Emery left the sluggishness her legs were exhibiting. She had no idea why she felt so weak at this point. The words Darren spoke sounded strange to her, she raised her eyelids to see his lips moving. She had no idea what he was saying. Without saying any more words, Darren lifted her up in his arms. “Hold on tightly,” he commanded. Emery did as told and Darren disappeared, it was as of he was never there. The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow on the grand mansion. Emery opened her eyes groggily and stood from the bed, half-expecting herself to be in her scratchy, uncomfortable bed at home. It took her several minutes of shocked blinking to realize she was somewhere else. The memories of what had happened last night came pouring back in one
Where the hell did you keep your phone? I went to find you at your apartment and I couldn't find you. Have you gone back to Darren's Mansion?” Amelia questioned, her eyes looking into the phone screen.Emery felt Amelia could drag her hair and pull out her scalp if she was physically present. How should she explain this to her? “Why are you silent?” Amelia said, sounding impatient.These days she couldn't explain it but something felt wrong. She had a feeling of uneasiness. Left with no choice Emery had to lie to her friend. “Awwn, so you mean he took you on his private jet to India?” “Yes,” Emery lied. “I need to see pictures.” Amelia said with excitement. Emery walked towards the window, showing her the scenery. Amelia screamed with excitement. “Have fun, I was so worried about it, now I have to get to work “ she said and ended the call. “Alex, this is Amelia , we need to talk.”As scheduled, they met in a cafe, discussing everything related to Emery. Alex listened attentively, “
“Just be careful, we have so many enemies now, you have to look out for yourself and be very careful. If you see anything usual call me immediately. Don’t think twice!” Margaret said in a warning tone. “I will mom.” She smiled and hung up the call.She looked ahead with a smile, her brother would never let her down, and she could always count on him. Her curiosity was getting the best of her, “Drive to the old warehouse,” she instructed.He shook his head affirmatively in response. She had always had the feeling that no woman is worthy of her brother, she felt that no one could meet up to his high standards and status. She also had her own high standards for her future sister in-laws but Talia was in no way in that class.She fell poorly behind it all, she wanted what Nick was actually thinking. Talia had rejected his proposal five years ago. How could he forgive the same woman? Rita felt Talia could barely protect herself talk less of protecting him, how then would she build up an e
Nick burst into laughter, “She didn’t even wait for my reply.” He said sounding helpless. Taking his phone, he transferred some money to his sister’s account. In less than a minute his phone rang.Looking at the caller ID nick’s face laced with a wide smile, “Do you have to be such a show off?” Rita said at the other end and hung up the call. Looking at his phone screen which displayed the disconnected call, Nick let out a hearty laughter. It was good having his sister back into the country. They’ve being hiding her for years now, now he was free from such things. Being trolled by the media now wasn’t life threatening as it was before. Now they had the influence and power to silence the media if they choose to.Rita could be a handful sometimes but he knew she has a great and good heart. He had no idea where she came up with such a plan, but he felt it was best. He didn’t have to worry about his Talia’s safety, Rita had given him her word.But even at that he would handle things disc
“Finally,” she said getting out of her car. She felt completely free. The funny part of it all is that no one had an idea who she was.She was related to Emery but her half sister had no idea. A part of her loves Emery even though her mother had tried Inciting hatred .“Small brat;” Nick said opening his arms so as to trap her in his tight hug.She rolled her eyes angrily at him. “Get your ass off my face,”Nick ignored her warning, he had missed his younger sister so much. “Rita darling,” he smiled broadly.Looking at his smile, she was at loss. Let with no option she hugged him tightly. Nick squeezed her tightly like he was a bear with the intention of crushing an hare.“Ahhh!” Rita tried wiggling her way out of his hug. Her action was futile, “You..are suffocating me.” She complained.Nick didn't let go, a thought flashed through her eyes. A mischievous glint sparked through her eyes, she opened her mouth widely gripping his chest with her teeth.Nick yelped moving backwards, he st