Absolutely, what in the hell are you saying?"Jeremy. Is something wrong?" He was already in her house, his hands placed around his hip, staring around the house like he wanted to ascertain the decor.He turned towards her, and she got a glimpse of his green eyes. It was shiny, probing into her soul, he still had that deep dimple whenever he smiled, but right now, he wasn't smiling, his frown was deep.She frowned too."What are you doing at my house?" She stared at him, wide-eyed."Emma." He finally says, don't call me Emma for goodness sake! You are making my name sound like an angel. "You are coming to my house, can you believe my elder brother doesn't believe I am dating?""Your elder brother?" Emma struck a brow, the only brother she knew was Jason, that guy with the wet brown hair and dark green eyes, they were alike."My eldest brother." He turns to look at her, he's tired. She could feel that. He perfects his arms, still moving it along his jawline. "Should we move a couple of
Emma had always found it a norm to always wake up early, it was simple, wake up, get some coffee, have the cold leftover lasagna, dress for work, visit her parents, and head over to work, it was just so simple, she thought she would do it most everyday of her life.But, today was different, she was waking up in a room she wasn't even familiar with, it smelled different than hers, it smelled of pure mint, gosh, the spicy kind of mint.Unusually, the room was large, plastered in white and green decor, the office chair etched in the other side made it appear more bland, but it was good. For a bachelor.As Emma let the morning sun swell on her face, she rose up, still clutching the sheets heavily, and then it dawned on her. Jeremy Hart had slept exactly here, with her, but on the other side of the bed.Her dark hair was in a mess, she should have taken her mother's advice, but who cares, and then she stared down at her clothes, she was wearing Jeremy blue sweat-shirt as a night gown.Wher
"Avery, I don't have time for this, let us make this really clear. I am not in the mood for jokes." The woman seated opposite Avery flashed the card on the table, her auburn hair heaving across her face.Avery grunted, but she managed to smile, "It's Jeremy Hart, and that is girlfriend," She hissed, gazing sideways. "She's disrupting the whole plan.""Have you informed the master?" The woman asked, her tone gracious, "He would kill you if he found out.""I know." Avery raised her voice a little, her tone still growing dark, "I have to do something about her. What do I do?""You have to terminate her, like eliminate her away, it's going to be hard but it will be worth it, just make sure you get it right.""Yes.""Great. I have a place to be right now, can we speak later, please?" "Oh. Yes." Avery grabbed the card on the table, trying to smile, but it ended up being twitched and forced, "Thank you for everything."She received a grunt from the woman.Oh. Emma Roberts, she was one step
Jeremy adjusted his tie as he ambled down the hall, his tone rigid, he was meeting with the demi-god of business, Devon Brookes to sign a business deal.As he walked down the hall, his earlier discussion with Emma hit him so hard, he thought he even forgot how to breath, but he kept it all in.He took in a deep breath, before pushing the door of the office open, his assistant trailed behind him, with a tablet etched around her chest, she wore her hair up, which is surprising because she never wore her hair up.He could already sight Devon Brookes seated opposite his chair, he took in a deep breath, if his grandfather found out he was about to sign a business deal with a Brookes, he would freak out, almost choking in his morning tea.Just by imagining his grandfather choking out tea, bought a familiar grin to his face, he tucked his smile elsewhere, before walking towards his seat.Devon Brookes stared at him with knitted brows, before stretching his hand forward. "Mr. Hart, it's nice
For long now, Emma had been sprawled up on her couch- technically his to begin with, but it counted as hers, she was sobering, moving the bowl of popcorn down to her mouth while she drowned in her own misery.The couch smelled so much like him, oh, how much she miss his delicate smirk, his dark but soft eyes, why had she said those things? She felt bad.She felt like...Hell, she couldn't even describe it, her throat was hitched, her body was heating, she thought she was even going to end up being sick, her body trembled under the sprawled blanket, she was spaced out, she didn't call her friends, she was sure she would have like a thousands missed calls from them. He didn't came home the other day.She was worried sick, an unfamiliar feeling sinking into her stomach, the TV was on, she didn't bother to glance up at it. Then, her phone chimed loudly, booming into her ears.How badly she wanted to smash that piece of junk, but her hands moved under the blanket, damn, where had she kept
Emma decided that night: She wasn't going to end the damn game.The game brought her closer to Jeremy Hart, it made her do the illegal thing, she broke the rule of her family, she offended Old Mistress Martha. Don't ever hang out with a Hart, now, she would dare the consequences, she posted on her Instagram that her relationship with Jeremy Hart was real, even though she knew it was fake. Still. She wanted to do something."You are dating Jeremy Hart?" Oh yeah, this was the punishment she got. Yay, Old Mistress Martha tapped her cane harshly to the floor, staring at everyone present. "You broke the rule, Emma Roberts." The voice is cold, it's dreadful, as much as everyone present shivered by the sound of her thunder. Emma Roberts was still.She didn't get why her grandmother had called everyone in the family, just so, they could talk about her future with a Hart, this was absurd, even though her family was nowhere in comparable to the Hart's net-worth, she didn't know why the families
"What in the hell?" The man facing her snorted, before pushing himself towards the chair. At first, his eyes were not seen as he was facing the woman sprawled on the floor, and when he turned to look at her. His eyes shallows with nothing but red anger."I didn't mean for it to go that way." Avery sprawled on the floor, her voice hardening, "Grandfather.""Clearly, you are of no use." He scoffed, his dark hair which he had gelled all his life seemed to be peeking out with tiny strands of gray."I am sorry." She sniffed. "It wasn't my fault. I thought that if...""Stay quiet." He was hard, his body tensing, "I gave you just one simple job, Avery, you destroyed it. You made me feel weak!""I am sorry again, grandfather, I swear, I never meant for all this to happen." She wanted to do badly, get out of the floor. Her. Avery, sprawling on the floor while she apologizing to her grandfather, she was sure her knee would be bruised right now, but that wasn't the least of her concerns, she nee
Emma couldn't sleep that night, even though she flopped her bed like a bag of potatoes, her mind trailed away, Jeremy already told her he wasn't coming home, and that he had some things to sort out.She rolled to the other side, letting out a low groan, before clutching her bed sheets hard. She stared at the ceiling for ten minutes, trying to twirl with her hair.When she was little, her mother said milk was healthy and was good for sleeping, she chugged tons into her mouth that day, only hell knew she ended in the toilet barfing.She finally stood up from the bed, reaching for her phone on the bed side table, swiping over to her social handle, and she read the comments.#Gooddigger_12: Cute couple.#Dr_Noah4: Why does it seem fake?She rolled her eyes, staring blankly at the screen, she knew she was working, but a part of her itched to text him. Just one text Emma. She told herself.Emma: Hey.He didn't reply, she flinched. Bobbed back on the bed, and pulled her hair.Her phone pinge