Eric's POVI walked into the living room, exhausted, wanting nothing more than to crash on my bed.Upon arriving in the living room, I rolled my eyes to see Lola speaking excitedly with another lady who had her back to me.She had some fabrics in her hands, so I could guess that she was the designer. I felt irritation and annoyance at the thought of the wedding.I cleared my throat, planning towards the stairs when both their attention was drawn to me.No way!As the lady turned to me, I felt my heart leap with a strange feeling of joy, but confusion was etched on my facial features.Emily?How was this possible? How was it possible that the lady who I had been searching for for over five years was in my living room?I had to be hallucinating. Peharps, I had been so crazy in my search that I was beginning to imagine her in my house.I blinked rapidly but there she stood in front of me, her face almost white as she stared back at me in shock."Eric-boo"The squealing voice of Lola drew
Emily's POVOne hundred million?!I felt a wave of weakness hit me at Alicia's words."I-I am so sorry. I did not know it cost so much," I admitted, trying to hide the nervousness in my voice.She wore a smug expression on her face as her lips tilted upward in a mocking smile."No, dear. It actually costs more than that," she corrected, and I scoffed mentally.I should have just left the phone there."I'll try to pay it back..." I trailed off.Lola rolled her eyes."Really? A hundred million dollars!" she exclaimed, and I shot her a small smile when what I really wanted to do was to wipe that mockery on her face away with a slap."I'll see what I can do," I snapped.I did not know what I could do. My company was just rising, and though our net worth was close to one million dollars, giving that entire amount at once would be detrimental for it."Can you pay it back in two weeks?" Cecilia suddenly spoke up with a malicious glint in her eyes. "It is a treasurable piece that we hold in h
Eric's POVI strode into my office, my gaze fleeting past Max, who was smiling as he spoke on the phone.That sneaky bastard would have a lot to answer to when I had his time. Right now, I needed to play my cards right and get Emily back on my side. I envisioned freedom from my cursed marriage with Lola, and a small smile played at the edge of my lips."Good morning, Mr. Wilson," my private investigators greeted, and I waved them in response."Pull up every bit of information you can get about Lily's Event Designing Enterprises and its owner right now for me, Collins," I ordered.With a quick nod of his head, he got to work on his laptop while I worked on my system. A mischievous smirk lingered on my lips as I worked. I finally had the ball in my court, and I was not going to play it wrong."Done, sir," Collins, my personal investigator, replied with a smirk.I smirked."Tell me about it.""It is a fashion design brand, started five years ago by the industrious and innovative Emily Wi
Chapter 20Emily's POV"We meet again, wifey."His jacket lay on my bed while he sat on my couch. He looked just as breathtaking as he did when I last saw him five years ago. I took a good look at him, something I was unable to do at his mansion with Lola around.The white shirt he had on hugged his torso tightly, revealing features of his muscular and wide body build.My heart raced at the sight of him, and my mouth could not utter a proper sentence."W-W-What are y-you d-d-doing here?"Gosh, I sounded like a spluttering duck!Get a grip of yourself, Emily!"It's good to see I still have that effect on you," he commented, with a smirk of amusement written on his face. "I still make you speechless."I swallowed, embarrassed at myself for feeling hot all over. I hugged my shirt, which was already removed halfway to my chest.I cleared my throat."How did you get into my room?" I asked more confidently, with annoyance written all over my facial features.He smirked and stood, walking to
Eric's POVIt was thirty minutes past seven pm.I smacked my lips together as I sat in the Cabellos restaurant and stared at my wristwatch again for the third time.My brows scrunched in annoyance.My phone suddenly beeped with a message, drawing my attention. I glanced briefly at it, but it was a work-related text. I narrowed my eyes before returning my phone to my pocket.The sound of chairs scraping the ground drew my attention, and I felt my breath hitch as I looked up at Emily.She looked so different from the woman I knew five years ago. I resisted the urge to kiss her plump red lips. The deep neckline of her red dress revealed just enough cleavage to leave me more curious. Her chest looked fuller than I recalled.For a moment, I forgot that she was no longer the mute, submissive wife who waited for me at home. I wanted to kiss her immediately, but I refrained. I dipped my hands into my pockets to keep myself from doing something stupid.She crossed her arms across her chest, ma
Lola's POV"Anna, do you think I made the right choice by agreeing to see how it goes with Max?" I asked my best friend over our usual phone call.She sighed."It depends on why, Emily. You know your heart and how fragile it is when it comes to the subject of emotions and relationships. You can see how it goes, but then you would have to decide where he stands in your life."I gave a small smile at her words."That's true. Thank you.""So you mentioned seeing Alicia at the restaurant with a guy while on your date with Max. What did she say?"I rolled my eyes."All she said was 'fancy seeing you here,' but she did have a look in her eyes that I could not quite place my finger on," I explained, feeling thoughtful for a moment."Do you think there was more to her words?""It doesn't matter. As long as I'm not doing anything wrong, and she is a stranger to me, I don't care.""Yes, boss," she replied jokingly.We both laughed over the phone, and I thanked her for saving me from my meeting
Emily's POVOh no!I struggled to rise from the awkward position we were in, but his muscular arms around my waist kept me fixed."What are you doing?!" I snapped, but he chuckled."Nothing. Just having a nice time with my wife."My eyes darkened in annoyance as I narrowed them at him. His wife? He had to be kidding me."I am not your wife, Mr. Wilson. I have ended everything that has to do with you. I have moved on, and I have a boyfriend. Now, let me go," I corrected angrily, struggling to release myself from his grasp, but he only stared at me with an emotion I could not decipher."If you don't stop squirming like that on me, I won't be responsible for what happens next," he warned in a low, husky voice.I gasped at the realization of his statement, and my cheeks turned warm in annoyance and embarrassment. I stopped moving."Let me go, Eric. We are in a compromising position. It won't speak well of either of us to be seen like this," I spoke in a pleading voice, hoping to change hi
A sudden wave of dizziness and a strange feeling hit me seconds after I had taken a gulp of my favorite wine to calm myself down.I shook my head, trying to understand the sensation that suddenly took hold of me, making me hot all over."What is going on?" I asked myself in a low voice as I felt my manhood begin to rise of its own accord.This was bad. This was so bad.My wines were the best and had never made me feel this way since I had been drinking them over five years ago. I took a closer look at the bottle. It was similar, but as I lifted the cup to my lips for a second gulp, I realized that something was off.Why did this brand logo on the bottle look slightly different from my usual ones?I compared it with the others, barely able to see clearly as my testosterone ran wild.They were not the same.How the hell could my wines have gotten switched?I staggered briefly, dropping the cup of wine I had been drinking, holding my head.My mind was jumbled in a horny mess, and my trou