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 scanned her surroundings, relief washing over her as she realized she was still in her office. She furrowed her brows, perplexed. What had just transpired? Her gaze fell upon the wrinkled document on her desk, and she let out a deep, despairing sigh.She had no recollection of dozing off. As she attempted to smooth out the paper, it threatened to tear. Emery decided to leave it undisturbed, resigned to drafting it anew.A soft knock on her door broke the silence. "Come in," she commanded.Jenna entered Emery's office, a hint of a smile on her lips. "Mr. White wants to see you in his office."Emery's brows furrowed in concern. She had fallen asleep on the job, and her tasks remained incomplete. "What's wrong?" Jenna asked, noticing Emery's distraction. "You seem preoccupied. Is it something to do with Miss Camila?"Emery's gaze drifted to her wristwatch, and her eyes widened in alarm. "I'm running out of time!" She sprang from her seat, realizing she had only an hour left before
Emery woke up feeling invigorated, and she began her day by rolling up the curtains and dancing with abandon. Despite working overtime the previous night and getting only a few hours of sleep, she felt surprisingly refreshed.After taking a shower, Emery selected a suit from her neatly organized wardrobe. She drove to Darren's company, where she walked into his office unannounced, as there was no assistant to announce her presence. She made herself comfortable, pulling out a chair.Darren wasn't expecting her visit, but her presence lifted his mood, and he smiled warmly. "Miss me?" he teased.Emery felt a surge of disgust at his question. She rolled her eyes at his question. If she could put distance between them, she would. If given the chance and resources, she would travel a million miles away from him; even if it means living on Mars. "Hell no!" she refuted, pulling out a brown envelope from her bag and flinging it at him.Darren's eyebrows furrowed in a frown, taken aback by Em
"Don't ever threaten me with your life," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "Your life belongs to me, and without my permission, no one can take it away from you, not even yourself."Emery's heart skipped a beat, but Darren's grip on her neck made her uncomfortable. His eyes blazed with rage, and his words sent a shiver down her spine. "You belong to me, you are mine."Darren's grip on her neck loosened, and he stared at his hands in horror, realizing he had overreacted. Why was he so enraged? He thought to himself, struggling to comprehend his own emotions.Emery's words had struck a chord, awakening a primal possessiveness within him. He felt an overwhelming need to protect her, to keep her safe from harm. She wasn't allowed to harm or hurt herself, she didn't have that right. Emery grasped the gravity of the situation, and her words of apology hung in the air. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice laced with remorse. She sensed the fear and pain in Darren's eyes, and her heart wen
Emery stood before the old building, her eyes welling up with tears. She forced them back, but the memories came flooding in. This was their childhood hideout, a place where she and Darren would spend hours playing and laughing together. Emery had found this place and Darren found her. If she was to explain her love story to the world, she had to start from this place. Darren's hands wrapped around her waist, startling her. Emery spun around, frowning at him. "Why did you bring me here?" she asked, her voice laced with a mix of curiosity and annoyance. Of all places, why here? This was a lingering question she wanted answers to. Darren shrugged, his hands slipping into his pockets as he walked towards the old house. Emery's gaze followed him, her eyes scanning the familiar surroundings. Memories of her childhood flashed before her eyes - she saw herself running around the trees, laughing and carefree. A faint smile crossed her lips as she remembered the joy and freedom of
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