Next day, Emma woke up with a new enthusiasm even if it was due to fear Emma wasn't weeping today. Instead she got up today at 6 am, did a bit of exercise and work and she went straight for a shower. By 7:30 am Emma was perfectly ready wearing high waist tight beige pants and a deep maroon halter neck crop top with deep V cut neckline and a criss cross design going toward the back as a tie knot. Above it she had a beige blazer and hung a sling bag at her shoulder stuffed with wet wipes, lip tint balm, moisturiser, Kohl, comb and wallet.She wears a few light accessories like a gold chain, two rings and one simple bracelet. As she had a natural look makeup and applied her hand-made perfume. She then wears a block heel in maroon colour contrasting her outfit and descends downstairs with the lift.Emma had no idea Shane was called to the office as well and he was coming. Sitting at the dining table she was having a proper healthy breakfast having a glass of pomegranate juice, boiled egg
"Life doesn't feed us with everything that we want, and sometimes we need to make a tough decision. And this time it's your turn Em"~ShaneAuthor's POV “Shane…”, the name ringed in her head but couldn't dare to spell it out. She was standing frozen in her spot while Shane casting a glance over her from head to down finds his breath hitched too. He didn't expect Emma to be here and a smile was about to make its way when he thought Emma was smiling when she entered the cabin. That means she was enjoying her day. And with this conclusion popping in his head he turns his face away from her making hurt flash in her orbs again. A lone tear rolls down her cheeks while Shane feels disgusted internally.“How could you love her Shane? And even lock yourself up for a girl, hurting yourself while she has been wandering around”, he mumbles internally.George notices everything and he was displeased by the sight. It irked him to yell and ask what the hell is going on but then sighing deeply he co
Weeping Emma reaches her father while Shane was long ago left and her dad's secretary came to call her up on her dad's order. There was time before George could leave as Shawn's absence made him do his work as well. So, he asks Emma to sit in the waiting room until he gets done and she nodded. Like a statue she remained seated and when time passed away making the clock strike 9 pm she didn't realise. George's approaching footsteps caught her attention and snapping out of her thought she wiped off her face and put a smile over it. She stands up before her dad could open the gate and smiling walks with him toward the main gates. As the chauffeur brings the car to the porch, George and Emma settle inside the car smoothly. George orders the driver to take him to one of his restaurants as the night calls for a celebration for his daughter's first day in the office. He then glances at Emma and she passes a soft smile before wrapping her hands around his arm as she keeps her head over his
Shane and Emma were finally going to open up, making a normal conversation when someone whispers “Boss is coming, back to your seat guy's!. And everyone scattered to their own place focusing back to work. The room which was filled with joy and smiles a few minutes ago was now pindrop silence making the shoes clicking sound resonate in the room. An intimidating aura fills inside the room making the atmosphere thick and tense while the growing footsteps send chills down the spines."Devil in the house!", someone whispers at they find Shawn coming.Emma and Shane had no idea Shawn was back while his heart was eradicately beating in a rhythm as every steps made him grow closer to his Emma. Susie just simply followed behind her sir with sweating palms and wrinkled forehead. Her heart was thumping in a slow pace as her eyes cast a glance over her watch and she feels stressed.“The meeting time has already happened. There's just two minutes left. How to even interrupt sir and ask to join the
The meeting went smoothly and Ms. Winter was not at all pissed off at Shawn, instead she loved waiting for him. She is one of the members of his fangirl club and has been trying hard to get her cunt fucked by him. But Shawn never blows air to her silly expectation over him. After meeting she forces Shawn to have some snacks with her using the advantage of her being one of his elite clients. She asks their secretary and guards to leave them alone and Ms. Winter slowly slides closer to Shawn. She leans closer to Shawn showing a good amount of her cleavage while Shawn just tries to ignore her with a stoic expression. It pissed off Ms. Winter somehow as this handsome hunk sitting next to her never gives her a good chance to be fucked by him. While his one manly look and she feels dripping wet already. “Darn you Shawn… I'm one of your important clients and yet you don't please me”, she whins, complaining. “I'm sorry Ms. Winter but our team will try its best to do your work nicely. And al
"When I'm with you, confined inside a closed room, all alone, I'm all yours"~EmmaAuthor's POV He was kissing her but she pushes him away in an instant. “What are you doing Shawn… look at the place?”, she hisses in a low mewl. Inside she was awake in her head though she equally melted in the kiss. She was scared thinking what if her dad or someone else just comes in. “Shhh… kitten. You talk too much”, saying he grabs her from her throat and cranes her neck, making her face him.He then takes her lips ferociously in his, and devours them as he hungrily sucks and nibbles over the lower lip before going for the upper one. Emma melts in the kiss as she always does, getting wasted in seconds and her arms wrap around his neck as well. He lifts her up and makes her seat over the table and gets between her legs. While the camera rolling in his room gets forged up by his team keeping it shut. Emma moans pleasurably in his mouth as he feasts her mouth pushing his tongue inside and explores
Emma found herself ensnared by the depths of Shawn's chestnut eyes, where she glimpsed the vast expanse of her universe reflected back at her. Her heart fluttered delicately against her rib cage, accompanied by a crescendo of butterflies pirouetting in her belly. Meanwhile, Shawn, grappling with a sense of nervousness, break her trance-like state with a subtle snap of his fingers, a glimmer of hope flickering in his gaze."Emma... say something!" he pleaded, his voice tinged with a yearning for the cherished moments they once shared in the sun-drenched streets of Italy. Yet, her stoic silence hung heavily in the air, threatening to extinguish the fragile ember of opportunity."No. I want my dad only," she retorted, her tone devoid of emotion, causing Shawn's expression to crumple with disappointment.As Emma averted her gaze, a pang of remorse tightened her chest, prompting her to steal a furtive glance at Shawn. The sight of his crestfallen countenance mirrored her own sense of desol
Keeping his phone aside when Shawn looked at Emma she was staring at him. Tilting his head slightly, he raises his eyebrows at her, and shakes her head in no. But as he still carried a light frown on his face, she says, "Nothing" in a low voice and sighing heavily looks at her hands. As if she didn't see something prettier than that. Shawn's brows wriggled up as a cheeky smile tugged her lips and he could sense she was cooking something in her head. So, he blurted his thoughts out loud asking, "What happened? Do you want something?" And the smile had died making her muscles tense. What should I tell him now?, she questions herself. While Shawn seeing her mysteriously silent starts feeling concerned. Is she okay?, he asks himself. "Ahm.. Yeah. Get me a hot chocolate drink with chocolate ice cream, marshmallows and grated dark chocolate for garnish over it", she utters in a go, craning her neck at him. "Ain't that too sweet? Are you sure you want to have that at this late hour?",