Her face lit up with excitement. They say opportunity comes but once and she had every intention of making use of her opportunity. As she got into the elevator with Alex, she couldn't help but take peeks at his cold hard face. He was perfect in every aspect. A baby from him would be her ticket out of hard life and she was going for that ticket. The elevator door stopped at a small hallway with no one in sight. It was at the top of the building and had two exclusive bedrooms the club had reserved for him and Ezra. Although Ezra made use of his every night, it was the first time Alex was going to use his. He walked quietly while her heels noisily lagged behind him. He placed his hand on a pad beside the door. It scanned his fingerprints and the door automatically opened up. The room was dimly lit, spacious and consciously decorated in a way that was meant to stimulate sexual drive. She took in the luxurious room, smiling to herself at the feeling of the soft bed
“OMG!! He's trending again!!” “Who?” “Mr Hasting. Everyone check your phones.” The commotion was enough to momentarily pull Emily away from work. She glanced at her chatty coworkers and decided it was probably them fawning over Alex again. She had barely refocused on work when Sean ran to her with the juicy news. “Have you seen it?” Before she could mutter a response, he cut her off. “Forget it. Judging by the look on your face, you haven't seen it. Here.” he spoke, placing his phone in her hands. She was left with no choice than to watch the so-called trending video. A first glance at it, and she couldn't help but cringe at the sight of Alex kicking someone away. “Why does he always have to be horrible?” she thought to herself in disgust and disbelief. The camera zoomed in on the woman's face and Emily's brain lit up in recognition. It was Kelly Riggs, the same author that had just been dropped by the company. Kelly had been dropped after a vi
“The company has decided to sign Wesley. I just wanted to give you a heads up.” “That's a little too late.” Emily thought to herself while staring at the sight before her. “Hello, Emily are you there?” Ava's worried voice boomed over the phone. “Let me call you back.” Emily replied in a soft tone before stepping into the dreadful elevator ride, ignoring the surprise on their faces. She had barely taken a breath before the drama began. “Emily, what are you doing here?” Sophie asked, still shocked by the sight of her. Emily treated her words like air. Wesley, also recovering from his shock, mouthed. “Your sister's talking to you Emily. What are you doing here?” His eyes went over her smart outfit, noting how good she looked. Sophie did not miss the look of admiration. Her eyes darkened but she maintained her facade. She tried to hug Emily but the latter moved away. Sophie feigned a heartbroken face. Wesley immediately grabbed her, sending a glare to Em
“There she is, that's her.” Emily's brows furrowed in confusion as she watched the young ladies scurry off with whispers.Were they talking about her? “No, it can't be.” She thought to herself.From the elevator ride to the hallways, it kept feeling like people were giving her stares and whispers. As soon as she stepped into the office, it went dead silent with all eyes fixated on her. Emily's heart felt heavy and her steps became hard. What had she done? The whispers began. “She has the guts to show her face here.” “It knew there was something incredibly off about her.” “There's no way she's not getting fired. So many people have lodged complaints about her.” Just as she took her seat, Sean rushed to her. “Is it true?” he asked with eager eyes and alarmed ears. “What are you talking about?” Emily asked in genuine confusion. Sean handed her his phone. Emily's hands trembled as she stared at the screen. It was the company's anonymous gossip forum and some
“What nonsense!” Ava yelled in anger. Coming back from her trip to hear the buzzing lies about Emily was not something she could have ever imagined. Her body vibrated with anger.“I'm going to fish out whoever started this trend of lies.” Emily sighed from her seat. “You can't, it's anonymous. That's the basic purpose of the gossip site.” Ava scoffed loudly, “Oh Please, it's nothing a hacker can't dig out. I'll teach the idiot a lesson.” “Please don't, it will only make things worse.” Ava softened at her friend's words. “But I can't just let them bully you and get away with it. I need to make an example out of someone.” Emily let out a small smile. “I can take care of myself.” Ava scoffed, “Fine but I'll be releasing a statement.” It was lunchtime when Ava's statement was released. Before then, Lydia felt high on the success of her little scheme. She gloated in satisfaction watching the whole canteen talk about Emily. Many people from other dep
Emily walked into the company with two paper cups of fresh hot coffee–One for her, the other for Ava. She stumbled but caught herself just in time before any of the coffee could spill. Unfortunately, she couldn't save her phone in time. She picked up the fallen phone with a sigh and began inspecting it for any damage. Distracted, she barely gave her surroundings a glance. The next moment, she felt herself bumping into a wall and down went the two cups. Emily watched in horror as the coffee spilled on the figure’s hand—down to his suit and Italian shoe. She yelped in horror, also expecting the victim of her carelessness to scream in pain but was met with silence. Her eyes sought the identity of this superhero while she began to ramble out an apology. “I am so…” the words froze mid air as her eyes settled on his face. She was fucked! Emily lost her tongue and a wave of cold nervousness drenched her. For a second he remained still, glaring at her with
Emily’s PovAva was right. Dinner was literally to die for. Whoever the magnificent chef was, he deserved what Mr Dark Heart was paying. After the death glare, he returned back to pouring his attention on his sister while Ezra and I continued to make small talks. I was grateful when dinner came to and. At least it meant I would be leaving the dark and gloomy mansion too. Like the weirdo he was, Alex stood up and walked out without another word. Ava and Ezra began to clear the table and when I tried to join in, they immediately stopped me. “You're a guest, Emily. Don't worry we've got this.” Said Ezra with a slight wink. I tried to protest but Ava stopped me. “C’mon Em, we've got this. Why don't you take a tour of the house! We’ll be back as soon as we run this by the washer.” Defeated, I muttered “Okay.” After they were gone, I decided to take Ava's advice and take a little tour of the house. Like the tables, plates and cutleries were, everything in the
Emily's Pov I blinked at the two approaching figures.“It couldn't be.” I thought to myself. But as they came to a raging halt before me, I knew it was really them. “Why did you block us, Emily?” Susan’s eyes went over me with contempt. I considered ignoring their presence but decided against it. “I didn't block you. I changed my contact.” I replied calmly. “That's no way to talk to your mother.” My eyes landed on Jane's face— her signature horrendous makeup and silly words made me chuckle. “Mother? Has your old brain forgotten the night I was disowned?” Both of them gasped. Their faces mirrored a mix of horror and surprise. “How dare you talk to your family that way?” Susan said, pointing her finger to my face. I shoved her hand away with a scoff. “We cut ties that night” I eyed Jane's figure. “And I'm no longer married to your son. How are we family?” If they were shocked before, they were now completely horrified. “You…” Susan tried to point agai
~EMILY~“Wooh! Happy birthday bitch” Ava yelled above the deafening music.She screeched in excitement as the popped champagne cascaded down.While the server poured us our glasses, she wrapped her hands around me and violently gave me a shake. “Isn’t this so fun?” I couldn’t agree less. From the ear wrenching music to the crowd of people, this was hardly my idea of fun. But staring at her adorable large blue eyes, I found myself saying “yeah” while fake nodding to the music. She chuckled, “You’re a terrible liar.”I laughed, “Alright, alright. You got me.” Also wrapping my hand around her, I said “But lucky for you, I’m so in love with you that I can endure a few gruesome hours of deafening sounds.”She giggled, pinched my cheeks “I love you too, my bumble bee” finishing it off with a kiss on my lips.Ezra whistled, “Geez, save it for when you’re drunk.” he added with a grin just as the server passed us our glasses.“Gross” Alex said his first word of the night with his usual
Emily's POV“Emily Byrce, you're needed in Mr Hasting’s office. Now.” A cold shudder engulfed me, causing me to freeze with the telephone still on my ear, even as the other line went dead. My legs felt heavy as I tried to drag them from my desk. Numerous thoughts egged my mind. Was he going to fire me? What would he do? The questions replayed in my head till I found myself standing before his secretary. The young lady placed the telephone on her ear while silently tapping her polished desk. I could tell Alex had picked up when her body suddenly went tense. “Mr Hasting, Emily Byrce is here.” Her tone was calm and careful. The next second she put down the phone and returned her stare to me. “You can go in.” she murmured with a pitiful gaze. It sounded like an invitation to hell and for one minute, I considered running in the opposite direction. Yet my wobbly legs took me to the door of his office. With great hesitation, I made a tap that sounded as silent as a
The room was in silence for a minute before the commotion ensued again. “M..Mr Hasting. Yo…you can't just buy the restaurant.” The manager let out a nervous laugh. “It's not something that can be….” His words trailed off when Alex’s cold gaze met him. “I..I’ll..I” the manager was at a loss. His eyes flickered from Alex to Jace, unsure of what to do. Chris was already gone, already making calls to whoever. Jace scoffed, “I’m going to finish my evening with my date, so I suggest you take this elsewhere.” Sensing things were about to escalate, I jumped to my feet. Jace's eyes took in my sudden movements with a hint of confusion. I reached for his arm, “It's okay Jace, we can leave.” “W…” he tried to protest but I cut him off. “It's not worth it.” His gaze softened and his whole body seemed to relax. “Alright, let's go.”he said with a subtle nod. He gently grabbed my hand and led the way. All eyes were on us in a perfect silence yet I seemed to feel
Emily's POV“Who’s got you all red like a tomato?” Ava asked from nowhere.. Startled, I jerked and immediately kept my phone face down.“No one.” I answered, a little too hurried. She chuckled. “Really?” Her eyebrows rose dramatically and lips held a mocking smirk. Giving in, I let out a sigh “Fine, it's Jace.” She smiled in triumph. “Jace…Our hero guy?” “Yup” “Do you like him?”she asked with a teasing smile. Before I could respond, she immediately added, “Of course you do. Look at you, you're all red. You should go out with him.Has he asked you out yet.” Trust Ava to say so many things at once! “No, I don't like him.” She gave me a glare “Alright, maybe a little.” Her face settled into satisfaction. “And yes, he's asked me out. Quite a number of times to be frank. I said no.” She spat out the drink she was sipping. “Say what?” When I didn't respond quickly enough, she added, “Why?” I wasn't sure of the answer myself. Shrugging, I said
Panic drenched over her like a bucket of cold water. Holding her bump with the utmost care, she whispered “My baby.” Her heart hammered loudly against her chest while her mind ran wild with different thoughts. With slow steps, she walked to the couch and sat down, still trembling with fear. She began to call Wesley again. It went straight to voicemail— a few more rings and it ceased to connect. She took the phone from her ear and stared at the screen with surprise. He blocked her! Knowing time was of the essence, she moved to the next available person–Jane. After two missed calls, Jane's grumbling voice echoed through the phone. “What?” Sophie took in a breath of relief. “Thank God, Jane! Something’s happened. Wesley hasn't come home and…” She was hastily cut off by Jane. “You called me in the middle of the night because Wesley's not home?” “It’s the mi…” she tried to speak but was shut down again.. “What is wrong with you, Sophie? And so what, if Wes
For the upteempth time, Wesley Sterling shredded another set of papers. He groaned in frustration, staring at his chaotic desk. The open google docs page on his laptop screen glared back at him. For hours, he had written and backspaced till the screen remained blank. Thinking the natural feeling of a paper and pen would spark his creativity, he had abandoned the laptop. The ruined pieces of papers proved otherwise. He was Stuck! Frustrated, he jumped out of his chair and paced around the room. He was running out of time and everything was at stake– his career, reputation and more. He needed a manuscript at whatever cost. Without a second thought, he dashed for his phone. His hands shook with nervousness while the other end rang repeatedly until a voice boomed through. “Wesley Sterling, the writing genius.” the masculine voice said with a hearty laughter. Wesley cringed at the title he used to revel in. “Hey Jeff, how are you doing?”he spoke in the most cheerf
“It's now Emily Byrce.” I said, returning her smile. My old professor’s smile widened. “You look good, Emily.” She packed up her stuff, “Come, let's go talk in my office.” “What about…?” My eyes trailed to the crowd of students who were still surrounding the silhouette of a man. She waved me off “Oh, he'll find his way to my office. He’s an old student.” We began to walk out of the lecture hall. “I always thought you deserved better than the Sterling boy.” She chuckled “ Heck, I don't know how he became a famous writer and not you.” I smiled bitterly, “I did that.” But the words never made it out of me. She gave me a glance as we walked. “Frankly, I was disappointed you didn't pursue a career in writing. You were always an excellent writer.” “Well, you’ll be pleased to know I've recently begun a career in writing.” I said , just as we stepped into her office. Elizabeth spun around to face me with an excited look. “Really?” “Yes, I'm an editor at Hasting
Emily's Pov“Emily” I took a step away from him, clutching my startled chest. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked with a mix of anger and a rising sense of alarm. He moved closer, till I could clearly see his disgusted face. “Why are you dressed like a whore?” He continued, “Is this what you wanted? To hop from one bar to the next and let men ogle at you.” I scoffed, “Last time I checked, what I do with my life is none of your business. Now, excuse me.” I tried to walk away but he grabbed my arm. “I'm not done talking.” My patience was at its limit. “Let go of me. Now!!” He released my grip, only to block my way again. “I need your help.” “In what world do you think I would actually help you. Get out of my way, Wesley.” Ignoring my words, he said “Write a book for me.” For a minute I was silent, processing the sheer audacity of the man before me. Then I burst into a round of laughter. “Are you crazy?” His face darkened. “Name y
Emily's PovI fiddled with the short dress in hopes that it would cover more of my exposed thighs. Ava–the genesis of my predicament–laughed at my futile attempts. She grabbed my hands. “Let it go Em, you look hot.” “Who knows, you might also snag a hottie tonight.” She added with a wink. Before I could respond, she was already dragging me into the fully packed bar. Geez! I didn't know that so many people came to bars. And it was damn loud. Not from music but from half drunk people talking over one another. Ava giddly navigated our way to the barman. Just when I wondered what to do about the filled up seats, Ava released my hand and suddenly tapped two young men. “Excuse me boys, would you be willing to give up your seats for me and my cute friend.” she spoke with a soft voice, batting her lashes. “What the hell is she thinking?” I screamed inside of me. Their eyes went from her to me. I felt my cheeks lit up in embarrassment. “I promise to buy you fine