SYCAMORE HOSPITAL, NEW YORk~Logan’s POVI stood at a far end, pacing the corridor with my hands tucked in my pocket. Restlessness gnawed at my chest, and my heart rampaged as I pondered on Emily’s condition. I could recall what happened at the party last night. She had left the cruise ship in search of Collin.. During a conversation with my friend, Martin; I caught sight of Collin speaking to a man in a black suit and a hat. There was this mysterious aura surrounding that man that left me intrigued.He was tall, at least 6’7. Had dark hair, deep dark eyes and a stoic countenance on his face. Everything about him speaks wealth because his sophisticated off-the-rack suit was pristine and worth millions of dollars. He had an expensive diamond ring on his finger and a cool brogue that complement his outfit.I took a glimpse at my wristwatch and I felt uneasy when I noticed Emily hadn’t return.. I stared at Collin one last time and perhaps, he thought, she was still in the restroom. I got
Logan’s POVMy hands trembled as I brought them forward, attempting to touch Carl’s cheek. My lips curled into a faint smile as I stared at a miniature version of myself. He was in a T-shirt and denim shorts with socks and a cute pair of shoes. His spiky brown hair, thick eyebrows, honey brown eyes and olive-toned skin were those cool features he shared with me. His eyes, which glinted like hidden stars captivated me.He peered at me, searching my features with a hint of confusion in his eyes. My heart felt heavy with conflicted emotions. I felt happy to see him again, but there was a pang of guilt surging withing me as well.He might hate me because I’ve never been there for him.. Since he’s still very young, it will be best if he gets to know that I’m his father but I’m still anxious because I have no clue how he’d feel and his reaction to it.Would he love me? Would he hate me or never want anything to do with me?I swallowed the lump in my throat as several thoughts swirling in my
Logan's POVI stood rooted to a spot as I took in the scene in front of me… My lips pressed into a tight line and I stepped back with my gaze lingering on the figure in front of me.Vivian was in red lingerie, her blonde messy hair tangling with a reddish smudge of liquid on her lips. My brows creased as I hinted at what it was.I flew my gaze across the intricate decor on the wall and designs that were made in the bedroom.–Large red curtains with white flowers on it. Rose petals on the polished floor. Pillows on the large king-sized bed which had a clean white sheet on it, and a heavy rose scented cologne lingered in the air except it had been mixed with a stench of alcohol.My gaze settled back on Vivian, whose face was a mask of disappointment and rage.. She had a bottle of tequila in her hand, and I knew she must have been drinking and smoking.She raised her hand to my face, and I saw the cigarette in the middle of her fingers.Strolling towards me, she smirked and puffed to my f
Collin’s POVAlighting from my sleek Camry car, I removed my glasses and shifted my gaze at the enormous brothel in front of me. My bodyguard alighted as well, and I glanced at him and asked, “What time is it?”“It’s nine thirty, Sir.” He replied instantly, and I nodded, sweeping my gaze across the surrounding area.Smoothening my tailored suit, I walked in confidently as possible with a stern gaze. I had my hair neatly permed and dyed. I walked into the brothel. The pounding bass of the club music felt like it was vibrating through my bones..The bar was crowded with people drinking and talking. Strippers danced on poles, fondling various parts of their bodies as they leered at guys that entered the club. When one of them approached me, I politely declined, and when she persisted in her stubbornness, my bodyguard had to intervene and send her away. I took out an access card from my pocket, which included my facial identification. Since we’re in a secret organization, it’s what we
Collin's POVAfter the meeting, I finally got to speak with Emerald. She told me why she phoned earlier. She wanted to remind me of a shipment I had purchased from McDonald's. I provided a satisfactory explanation and apologies for missing her calls, and I am delighted she understood without suspicion. My chest constricted as I felt a pang of guilt surge in me. I feel bad for not informing her about my past with Cecile and my involvement in the Mafia.Lorenzo had suggested that I reveal the whole truth to her or end my relationship with her. I planned on telling her the truth but I'm afraid of her reaction and how she would feel about everything. I'm certain of one thing — Her reaction would determine my next decision and the future of our relationship.I sighed as I stood in front of the mirror, assessing myself and brushing my hair with my fingers. I was dressed in an impeccably sophisticated suit, looking all dashing and smart.Today, I'd be going out shopping with Emerald.W
Emily’s POVThe overall vibe of the hall darkened. Why not? A nuisance was standing right before us with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Whenever she’s around Collin, I feel this air of suspicion lingering around, driving me into a loop of curiosity. Sometimes, I doubt if she’s truly friends with him or just a flirt, wanting to snatch him from me out of jealousy. Collin swallowed the lump in his throat, and clenched his jaw. I noticed he wasn’t so surprised to see her but I was“What a coincidence! We both came shopping in the same mall. I didn’t even expect to see you here.” Cecile exclaimed, taking her hands off the handle of the cart with her gaze fixed on Collin. She smiled as she strolled in our direction while I peered at her, a curious expression on my face as I hinted at what she was up to.“I guess you’ve both having a nice time. Going shopping, giggling, and…” She stifled a gasp, her gaze settling on the glistening ring in my finger– The one Collin had just bought for me.“
Emily's POVSilence hung heavily in the air and a block of stone seemed to lodge in my throat as I carefully scanned Collin's face, eager to receive the response to my question. I know I shouldn't probe further but I just can't help it.. Seeing Cecile around me raises every curiosity and sometimes, I question myself if there's anything going on between them or perhaps, if they were more than just friends.Collin swallowed the lump in his throat before bringing his hand forward to stroke my hair..“Cecile….” Collin began and his voice trailed off as he searched my features.. My heart raced quickened as though the weight of the words he was about to speak could shatter the fragile calm that had ensued.Beads of sweat trickled down my spine,the weight of curiosity and doubts heavy on my shoulders.“Cecile is…what?” I whispered, curiosity creeping into my voice as the realization hit me.He gave my hair a gentle stroke and mumbled, “Cecile is just a friend and nothing more.. I know why y
Author's POV Logan's marital ship with Vivian was on the edge of sinking. There's been nothing except brawls, battles, disagreements, and grudges. Vivian had been at home since she arrived from work, and she was concerned that Logan had not returned. She screamed in frustration and flung her phone onto the sofa. "Where the hell are you, Logan?" She mumbled between gritted teeth, her fists clenched. She had requested the maids to cook his special meal in the hopes of putting an end to their feud, but with his recent tardiness, she is confident they will hold a long grudge. Sighing, Vivian got on her feet and paced the sitting room, stealing frequent glances at the wall clock whose hands had refused to move. “Logan!!!” With pinched brows, she growled, slipping her fingers into her thick blonde hair. As she paced around, she smacked her leg against the footstool. Growling in rage, she raised it and slammed it against the ground. A maid walked in, and her eyes widened a littl
Author's POVCollin's eyes blazed with rage, his eyes hovering over Cecile's features. Cecile swallowed the lump in her throat, her grip on the whiskey bottle tightening. “Evening, Collin. It's good to see you. What are you doing here?” She asked, a forced friendly smile on her face. Vivian’s gaze lingered on the two of them. She could sense that something was off between them. An underlying tension perhaps..“Cut the act, Cecile. I don't need the fake greetings.” Collin replied, his face etched with rage.Her eyes went wide, a sense of uneasiness washing over her.She held her breath as Collin took a step forward, closing the distance between them. He placed his hand on the wall, leaving her trapped in the centre, his brows knitted in rage.“What the hell is going on?” Vivian crossed her arms, her brows raising slightly as she stared at them in confusion.“What did you tell Emerald?” Collin asked, his voice low, a hint of threat in it Cecile clutched her purse, unable to meet his
Author's POV Collin gulped down the lump in his throat as his eyes locked on the gun. He sucked in a deep breath, his mind racing with possibilities. He knew Lorenzo wasn't the one to make empty threats. The air was thick with tension, their eyes boring into each other's.“Come on, Lorenzo. You're taking things too far,” Collin spoke in calm voice. “You know you don't have to do this…” He added, gnashing his teeth.Lorenzo cocked the gun, still aiming it at Collin, a fierce expression on his face.“You have to choose one, Collin. Emerald or the Mafia..” He threatened, his voice cutting through the thick silence between them.Lorenzo's expression shifted into a serious demeanor, his eyes cold and hard with his muscles tensed.Collin was unable to respond. His lips quivered with his thick breath billowing in the air.“It's high time you chose one, Collin. She's clearly done with you but you're too blind to see it. Why can't you just let her go?” Lorenzo bawled, his voice raising an
Author's POV Silence enveloped in the dimly lit room of a luxury mansion. Every member was seated, surrounding a large table. The light flickered, casting a warm glow on their faces. Everyone's attention was on Lorenzo who was addressing them on a particular issue. After the meeting, Collin went out to have a quiet time. He grabbed a bottle of whiskey and decided to light his cigarette.He was in deep thoughts. He couldn't stop thinking about Emerald. Her words kept echoing in his head and he could still recall how angry and disappointed she was when she learnt of his relationship with Cecile.He stared into the distance, watching as cars zoomed off across the streets, their blaring horns piercing the silence. Sadness loomed around him and he felt a certain emptiness build in his heart. He hadn't been himself since Emerald broke up with him.He lost his appetite, barely hanging around with friends or doing things he often does. But even in his sad state, he couldn't afford to miss th
Emily's POV The morning sun filtered through the blinds, casting a warm glow in the room. I could recall everything that happened yesterday. Even when I got home, Colin had called Incessantly, desperate to receive forgiveness from me. I sighed as I sat upright, my fingers finding their way to my temple. I shut my eyes and gave my temple a light massage, hoping to clear my mind from everything. Today is a new day and I don't want the weight of yesterday to keep clinging around me.Stepping off the bed, I strolled to the bathroom to have my bath. When I was done, I selected a few clothes to wear and I ended up wearing a classy blazer suit with pants. I styled my hair in a ponytail and applied minimal make-up to my face. A sly smile curled at my lips as I applied a shade of lipstick on my lips.Today is a shareholder's meeting at Logan's company and I couldn't be more excited…I have a plan to achieve. After wearing my wristwatch, I swept a gaze at myself in the mirror, a hint of ad
Emily’s POVSilence stretches between us, sharp and suffocating. My eyes hovered over Collins's features as I waited for him to respond. When the server brought our coffee, I took mine and blew the steam off the surface.A small tugged at my lips as I took a sip, trying hard to stay calm. He's about to make his confession which I know might shatter me but I'm ready to stay strong and accept whatever it is “Emily..” Collin began, his voice calm and gentle, cutting through my thoughts I dropped my cup on the saucer, my eyes never leaving his..He swallowed his saliva and I watched as his Adam’s apple bubbled swiftly. “I know you're mad at me because of everything that's happened. About my involvement in the Mafia and about—-”“--- Cecile.” I interrupted, my face firm. “You've told me about your involvement with Lorenzo, Salvatore's company and the Mafia. I'm aware of that. What I need to hear right now is your relationship with Cecile. You told me you were friends which I believe wa
Emily's POv“What. What did you just say, Emerald?” Collin stammered as he asked, his voice cracked over the line“Are you trying to tell me you have no clue what I'm saying?” I asked, my voice icy but calm..“Emerald, please listen…” He implored. I'm sure he's still shocked that I got to find out.“Collin. I don't wish to speak to you right now.. ““Emerald please, I need to hear me out. There's nothing going on between me and Cecile. I promise…” “How can I trust you? You've already broken my trust, Collin. You've given me every reason to doubt you!” I spat, my voice laced with skepticism.“Can I Atleast say something?” “Let's meet tomorrow at Pearson's café. You said you wanted to see me in person so we could discuss right?” “Okay. Thanks, Emerald.” He spoke.Before he could say anything else, I hung up and slid my phone into my bag. I readjusted Carl in my arms making sure he was as comfortable and snug.Swallowing the lump in my throat, I took my first step but I felt this une
Emily’s POV A wave of satisfaction washed over me after I’d given Cecile a piece of my mind. I felt satisfied after telling her everything. I felt so light; it felt like a weight was seized off my shoulders..She thought she would make me sad with those revelations, but little did she know that I’m already prepared for what was to come. I already knew what she was going to say, and it wasn’t a surprise to me. She expected the news to devastate me.“You’re so strong, Emerald. I’m glad you didn’t tear up in her presence or gave her the satisfaction of seeing you cry,” Kate spoke, her voice filled with warmth.We’re currently on our way back home. Kate was the one driving. I took my handkerchief and wiped the drop of tears from my cheek.I might have acted strong in front of Cecile, but I wouldn’t deny that I feel brokenKate placed her left hand on mine, while using her right hand to steer the steering wheel“I’m so sorry, Emerald, and I’m also proud of you as well. You saw the red fl
Emily's POV I took my phone from her at once, and my blood boiled with rage when I saw that menacing look on her face. She crossed her arm, a devilish smile curled at her lips as she assessed me from head to toe“You're indeed beautiful, Emerald.. Quality dress, flawless skin, loaded bank account, soft life, luxury. I mean, I can keep counting every blessing you have without stopping, Emerald.” Cecile began, a dark Chuckle erupting from her throat.I stared at her with clenched fist, knowing full well what she was up to.. She's aware of my dwindling relationship with Colin and is obviously here to make fun of me. I tried to keep myself calm, not wanting to exchange words with her because I know she's not worthy of it..“You have everything, Emerald but there is one thing you're never going to have or experience…” She said, stepping closer towards me with her smile deepening “I don't have your time, Cecile. I have something important to do…” I said and was about to turn when she h
Emily's POV I tried to shake those feelings off me. I took in a few deep breaths, not wanting any thoughts or worries to drain me completely. As I made my way into the design studio, my workers welcomed me with smiles on their faces. My heels clacked on the polished tiles, my aura dripping with confidence as I swept my gazes at each of their faces.“Morning, everyone,”. I said, a warm smile on my lips.I was greeted with the sight of sketches, gemstones and half finished jewelry. This particular section in the imperial company is where we make our designsJade, my secretary, walked up to me. She handed me a book with contained some recent designs we made I looked up at the rest and asked, “What collection are we making today?” “We are creating the new spring collection.” One of the workers replied. I guess she was the only one to remember.“You're correct, Adele. We need to create a fresh set of designs for the upcoming spring season… I'll have to put us in groups just like we di