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
Emily's POVMy lips bloomed into a warm smile as I walked down the spiral staircase. I wore a simple blue dress and styled my chestnut hair into a bun. Approaching the dining room, I saw the maids dishing the food on several ceramic plates. My gaze flew across the exquisite meals and fruits which were on the large table. Their palatable aroma wafted in the air, causing my stomach to churn with anticipation. It's Saturday, and I'm so glad we'll be having another family reunion right here in dad's mansion. Carl had woken up so early, his face filled with excitement because he couldn't wait to see his cousins who'd be coming over today.He scampered around, playing with his train. I smiled as I watched him, and my thoughts drifted back to the day he received his train toy from Collin. He had requested if Collin would be his father and the only thing we did was smile.Collin had knelt to his level to stroke his hair. He told him he would love to be his father and that had made Carl giddy
Emily’s POVMy dad and I will be leaving for Colorado this Saturday morning. We have plans on attending the grand party of his best friend and notable acquaintance.Caroline, a distant acquaintance of mine, called just as we were leaving the house.I wouldn't say we're pals, but we met at a conference meeting in one of New York's top companies. We talked about business and then got to know one other. I was the sort to make friends with strangers but then keep them at arm's length even after exchanging contracts, but there was something about Caroline that compelled me to stay in touch with her. I learned about her businesses and how diligently she managed them all. She owns a large fashion firm, and what surprised me more was when she informed me about the recent investment she made in M$M’s company – Logan's company.It was an incredible coincidence that I met a fellow shareholder in Logan's company. Though she didn't spend much, unlike me, she told me she regretted ever doing so
Emily's POV“You bitch!” Mrs. Michealson's voice pierced the silence, her amber eyes scanning my features with a hint of disdain as she neared me.. With puckered lips, she scrunched her face and neared me, each step she took towards me caused my blood to boil mTension hung heavily in the air, her quizzical eyes boring into mine. Her heels clacked on the polished tiles and I restrained myself from insulting her. All I wanted was to ignore her since we had an urgent flight to book but a morbid curiosity compelled me into staying to hear what she had to say.“You have a son for Logan!” She blurted, eyes wide as it pierced into mine.I chuckled for a moment and lubricated my lips with my tongue, while she raised both brows as she stared at me with bewilderment on her features.“You once called me a promiscuous skunk.. What makes you think Logan is the father of my child?” I mumbled, a sardonic smile sitting on my lips. She went mute for a while, as she struggled to process my words.A s
Emily's POVIn that fleeting moment, my body was rendered immobile as if time itself had come to a stand still. I still couldn't believe that I'd see Lorenzo here of all places. The sound of someone clearing their throat grabbed my attention.. I shifted my gaze to Ethan and pulled a small but forced smile on my face. He had dark raven hair, deep blue eyes and a sharp jawline that had been carefully sculpted. He shared similar features with his father, Mr. Walton.Swiftly, he grabbed two wine glasses from a passing tray. He turned to face me and handed one to me.“Thank you,” I replied, grasping the pointed end of the wineglass with a smile on my face. Ethan took a sip of his drink and said to me, “You look lovely,”“Thanks,” I muttered, and even while I engaged in a conversation with him, I still had my eyes scanning every face in the hall in search of Lorenzo. I saw him at a certain spot earlier and now he isn't there anymore. It's all empty as though he vanished like smoke in the w
Logan's POVI gazed at the clear liquid swirling in my goblet, my mind pondering over the current status of my business. And even when our company is still keen on reaching out to more clients, I'm still grateful we're able to get some shareholders and investors. Although the company's current status is satisfactory, I still believe we can do more to earn more progress.I took my gaze to the mug on the table. The coffee in it was starting to get cold and the steam was starting to dissipate. Grabbing the mug, I emptied the content and set it aside before typing on my laptop.Vivian walked into the sitting room, her lips curled into a smile as she applied a lip gloss on her lips. She had her phone clutched to her ear and was on the call with someone.“Alright then.. I'm so grateful, I'll board a cab to your location right away..”“It's such an honor meeting you once again,” She smiled, walking around and subconsciously touched the surfaces of various objects.Sitting upright, I watche
Logan's POVGetting on my feet, I paced around, stealing frequent glances at my wall clock. I would have left the house to see Martin if my mom hadn't informed me about her plans to see me. With each step I took, I felt my heart rampaged with several thoughts swirling in my mind. After a few minutes, the door creaked, and I turned towards it. My mom walked in, her heels clacking on the tiles with her handbag strapped on her shoulder. She was in an off-the-rack magenta dress with golden accessories on her neck. I walked up to her, welcoming her in with a grin on my face. “Morning, mom,” I greeted, my teeth showing through a warm smile. “Morning, Logan,” She replied, scanning the opulent room and taking in the intricate details and grandeur that surrounded it.A hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes as she took her gaze to me. “You've refurnished your flat!” “Yes, mom,” I replied, in a calm voice, still hinting at what she could possibly want to discuss about Emily. Her gaze
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