“I am sorry if this sounds off but is Mr. Maverick a blind man?” I asked, I didn't fail to notice the frown that appeared on her face and for some reason she looked past me, unable to give me the answer. “Is this how it is now? Asking my maids for information about me.” The husky voice I heard from behind me made me jolt in shock. Ray. Emma Watson's life runs out of control when she is sold to Ray Tucker, a blind billionaire as cold and fierce. Haunted by mock and betrayal, Ray is determined to keep on his own world and he sees Emma as nothing more than a means to an end for him because he believes she was just with him because of his money. But Emma is no fragile possession, she wanted to be out of his wrath. She stood up for him and conquered Ray' heart. In Ray' world of deception and hatred from his family, what happens when Emma is torn in between loyalty to Ray and to his family?
View MoreEmma Watson I stared at the photograph in my hands, my fingers trembling. Ray’s face stared back at me, younger but unmistakably him. His jaw was sharp, his eyes held the same intensity—but there was something different. A darkness. A cold, calculated expression that sent chills down my spine. And next to him? Benita.Their hands were clasped, their gazes locked like the world around them didn’t exist. My stomach twisted. “You’re lying,” I whispered, shoving the picture back at her. “This doesn’t mean anything.” Benita chuckled, a slow, deliberate sound that sent a shiver down my spine. “Oh, Emma. You’re in denial. That’s adorable.” I clenched my fists. “I don’t believe you.” Her smile widened. “You don’t have to. But the truth doesn’t change just because you refuse to see it.” My heart pounded. “Why are you doing this?” Benita’s eyes gleamed. “Because you deserve to know who you’re really in love with.” I wanted to throw her out. To scream at her. But the wors
Emma Watson The moment Benita walked away, silence stretched between Ray and me like a fragile thread waiting to snap. My pulse pounded in my ears, drowning out everything but the echo of her parting words. _"Does she even know who you really are?"_ I swallowed hard, staring at Ray, searching his face for something—anything—that would prove her wrong. But all I saw was hesitation. And that hesitation shattered me. “Ray,” I whispered, my voice barely holding steady. “What did she mean by that?” He ran a hand over his face, exhaling sharply. “Emma, don’t—” “Don’t what?” My voice rose, shaking with frustration. “Don’t ask questions? Don’t demand the truth?” His jaw tightened, but he didn’t answer. And that silence? It spoke louder than anything he could’ve said.A bitter laugh escaped me. “You can’t even deny it, can you?” Ray closed his eyes for a brief second before stepping toward me. “It’s not what you think.” “Then tell me what it is,” I shot back, stepping aw
Emma WatsonThe night air was thick with silence. Even with the curtains drawn, I could sense the vast emptiness outside, the weight of the estate pressing in around me. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the untouched dinner tray that Mira had brought in hours ago. My appetite had vanished the moment I saw her downstairs. Benita. Ray’s ex. The woman he once shared something with. I didn’t know what made me angrier—the fact that she was here, under this roof, or the fact that Ray had kept it from me. I exhaled slowly, willing my thoughts to settle. He said it wasn’t about meBut how could I believe that when the woman who had once held his heart was now walking through our home like she belonged here? A sharp knock at the door made me tense. I knew it was him. I debated ignoring it, but I wasn’t a coward. I wouldn’t hide from this. I walked over and pulled the door open. Ray stood there, one hand in his pocket, the other braced against the doorframe. His
Death Itself Emma Watson I slammed the door shut behind me, my breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps. My chest ached, but it wasn’t from exhaustion—it was from the overwhelming surge of emotions clawing at my insides. Benita.The name alone sent a wave of anger through me. I should have known something was off the second Ray drove me home in silence. He never stayed that quiet unless something was weighing on him. But this? Her? My hands curled into fists as I pushed off the door, pacing the length of the room. Why was she here? I had barely processed the fact that she and Ray shared a history, let alone the kind that involved a past relationship. But it wasn’t just that. He knew she was here before we walked in. He didn’t tell me. He let me walk in blind—again.A bitter laugh bubbled in my throat. Of course, he did. Why would Ray Maverick think I deserved to know anything? A soft knock at the door made me freeze. I knew who it was before he even spoke. “
Chapter 41Benita's Return Emma Watson The house smelled like old wood and lavender—a scent that should have been comforting, but instead felt suffocating. It wasn’t the smell. It wasn’t even the house itself. It was the memories. Sitting in my mother’s living room, surrounded by the ghosts of a past I’d rather forget, I felt like I didn’t belong here anymore. Maybe I never had. Lena sat across from me, absentmindedly running her fingers over the fabric of the couch cushion, her expression unreadable. For the past ten minutes, we’d sat in silence, an invisible barrier between us that neither of us knew how to cross. Mom was resting in her room. The quiet felt unnatural. I glanced at the clock on the wall. I should leave. Ray had made it clear—he didn’t want me staying here longer than necessary. And yet, something kept me rooted to my seat. Maybe it was foolish, but a small part of me still longed for something I’d never truly had; a real relationship with my famil
Lucas Maverick How the hell did I end up in this mess? Here I was, standing in a dimly lit hotel room, staring at a masked woman who had just demanded a favor from me—something beyond money. She claimed to know my secrets, every single one, and threatened to expose our little affair if I didn't comply with her demands. I ran a hand through my hair, frustration coursing through me. Who the hell was she? And what did she want from me? The woman smirked as if she could read my thoughts. Then, slowly, she unraveled her mask. My stomach dropped. Emma's sister."Aren't you...?" I started, my mind racing to piece everything together. "Yes," she confirmed before I could say it. What the fuck? Weren't they from a decent home? Wasn't Emma supposed to be the perfect, innocent one? She took a step closer, pressing a finger to my lips before replacing it with her own lips in a teasing kiss. Her touch was warm, yet it left a cold sensation crawling down my spine. "I am not Emma
Author's POV Lena stormed into the room, tossing her designer bag onto the couch with a frustrated huff. Her heels clicked sharply against the hardwood floor as she paced, hands clenched into fists. Her mother, seated in the plush armchair with a cup of tea, raised an eyebrow. "What happened, Lena?" Lena turned to face her, eyes blazing with anger. "I have never been more disappointed in my life." Her mother sighed, setting the teacup down. "Why? What happened this time?" Lena let out a bitter taste laugh. "Can you believe Rayian kicked me out of his house?" Her mother’s face tightened. "What were you doing there in the first place?" Lena rolled her eyes, exasperated. "What do you think? I was trying to get closer to Emma so she could help me get a job at his company. But guess what? Rayian outright refused. And do you know what he said?" She crossed her arms, mimicking his deep voice. "'No! We have no job openings...' What the hell does that even mean?" Her mother exha
Ray Maverick I knew it. I knew something was off from the moment I was in the office, and now here she was—standing right in front of me, whispering into Emma's ear. A select choice of words slipped from her lips, calculated and deliberate. What was she scheming? I arrived just in time to hear her ask Emma to help her get a position in my company. Was she that desperate? Desperate enough to claim her sister's husband as hers? "No."The word shot out before I could stop it. The sharpness of my voice cut through the room, freezing everyone—including myself. I took a steady step forward, my eyes locked onto her. "We have no openings at the office." She turned to me, her lips curling ever so slightly. "Oh? Is that so?"Her voice was light, almost amused, as if my irritation entertained her. "Yes, it is," I replied, my tone firm and unyielding. My jaw tightened. "By the way, what are you doing here?" She folded her arms and tilted her head slightly, her eyes glinting with a
Lena Watson Rayian's younger brother had arrived, his presence cheerful yet calculated. But I wasn’t fooled—there was an ulterior motive behind his sudden visit. He had made it clear that he was willing to help us, but in return, he wanted something. What could he possibly want? I intended to use this sour advantage to my benefit. As I locked the door behind him, my gaze lingered on his reflection in the window. He was undeniably handsome, but not as breathtaking as Rayian. Rayian. How had I not noticed it sooner? Rayian was the man from the bar. The realization sent a ripple of unease through me. If he put the pieces together, would he tell Emma? Emma. I clenched my fists. She always got the best of everything—love, admiration, a life that should have been mine. But not this time. I wouldn’t let her have him. ...I was so lost in my thoughts that I barely registered my mother’s voice. "Mom, are you okay?" I asked, snapping back to reality. "Yes, Mom, I'm fine," I q
Emma Watson “Get a grip on yourself, Emma.” My mother, Eliana, spat out in annoyance as she gave me a dirty glare.I retreated my stares from her, scanning the room as the air turned suffocating, heavy with perfume, whiskey, and all you could call that was filled with Wealth.I tugged at the edges of my too-tight dress, a red number that she had insisted I wear. Likewise, I hated it. It felt like a costume for a role I hadn't agreed to play.“Stand up straight,” she hissed in my ear again, her manicured nails digging into my arm and causing me nothing but pain. “And for God's sake, try not to look pathetic.”I held in the urge to snap at her. To tell her, I am not the cause of the accident and I would never do that to my sister, but no, would she even listen? Even when it is darn obvious the accident was a mistake.The room suddenly felt silent. A man in black suit stepped onto the stage at the front of the room, holding a microphone. With a smooth voice, he started.“Ladies and gent...
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