Emma wasn’t stupid enough to enter the devil’s lair. She was currently in the clear, having been declared dead but didn’t deem it wise to blow off her cover just yet.There was a need for her to be steps ahead in her plans before finally revealing herself. At that moment, she was reminded of her need to ensure Asher was in line. That is, to ensure he didn’t do anything that could doom her chances at achieving her goals. “ I heard this is the latest Talia Steele design! Such a beautiful masterpiece! She’s such a talented designer, creating her path and line with the family business.” One of the women, not allowed to enter the Steele store, gushed to another who stood beside her.“ What’s so great about it if it doesn’t serve its purpose? We need to cancel these people already. They are taking the common people for granted!" The others protested, unhappy with the treatment they received.“ Of course, it's serving its purpose! You are sore because it doesn’t fit your price range. The St
“ This woman must be crazy! Is she blind? How does one insert himself into such trouble?” A woman beside Emma said, too focused on the confrontation to see the death glare from her supposed gossip partner.“ She is doing what we ought to have done. How do you feel watching such injustice unfold on that woman?” She asked instead, causing the woman to turn in search of her face.“ Can’t you see or are you also blind? This woman is poor and unable to afford the new and improved Steele Shoes. Why is she causing a ruckus and demanding the impossible? She even spoke of involving a lawyer, Ha! As IF she’d be able to foot the bills incurred after losing to such a big-shot company.” Emma hissed, she couldn’t oppose the fact that if that woman decided to sue Steele Shoes for defective products, the chances of her winning such a suit were similar to none. Steele Shoes was a big fish, she was aware of the millions that went into savings for situations like these which always ended up being judg
Emma was inside the car, brainstorming the best ways to approach her fake husband for help when Mrs. Adams came in, granting a pleasing surprise.“ What took you so long?!” She asked, almost toppling her over. “ Where is the woman? What happened there? I almost called Asher.” She exposes herself without care.“ Oh my Lady, I didn’t know you were that worried, I’m sorry that it took a while to resolve. I had to pick up some things on my way back.” She explained with a smile. “ Speaking of Mr. Braxton, are you sure you didn’t reach out to him? I just got off the phone with him.” She accused, jokingly, of course. Mr. Braxton had called for a different reason, one she wasn’t at liberty to discuss.Emma couldn’t care less about her supposed husband, that was besides the case, she was more interested in whatever it was that transpired inside the store.When she saw the woman who instigated the situation leaving the complex with a smile, she realized something good must have happened and imm
Talia and Colton lay on the bed, bare-bodied and covered with a white duvet. After their rounds of vigorous exercise, it was safe to say that their groove was back. The unfortunate thing was that it came at a price. Talia’s phone rang all through the exercise. Courtesy, Mrs. Steele.Every time she tried to pick up, Colton retaliated with a paralyzing stroke, hitting the right places and making her moan in ecstasy. After the fourth attempt, she gave it up and threw her phone far from reach which placed a smug smile on his face. From then on, it was a smooth ride, leading up to this moment of recuperation.Talia held Colton’s phone, skimming through the internet with a smile. Her collection was a success. Day after day, it continued to reach new heights in every aspect of the world. Not only that, she continued to receive a massive outpour of love from every angle, adding to her joy.“ You are yet to congratulate me on my launch.” She said, so calmly that he almost missed it.“ Congratu
Mrs. Steele returned to her office, feeling all kinds of inexplicable emotions. After the day she’s had, it wasn’t a shocker she needed some time to herself and immediately she ordered her secretary to hold off meetings for the remainder of the day.More than anything else, she yearned for the peace of knowing everything was going in order without having her pop up to clean some mess created by sheer carelessness and lack of commitment. Who knew that some old and washed-up female butler could disrespect her person in such a dignified manner?The worst part of the experience was she had to play to her tune, knowing her stupid manager had done a poor job curtailing the situation. What ruffled her the most was the information that the little fiasco was storming up some fire of disrepute and public angst against her company, therefore tainting the newly released collection.As opposed to the free and endlessly ascending flow of the sales and popularity of their newly launched design, ever
“ You don’t n-need to be that close.” Emma stuttered, desperately in need of space.Asher drew closer, “ why? Does it affect you?” She struggled to speak through the woodsy scent that engulfed her senses, “ N-no.”“ Great.” He said with a smile, enjoying pressing her nerves more than he'd anticipated. “ A new living arrangement would be set up, one that befits our new status as husband and wife.” She stiffened, “ New living arrangement?” Emma’s orbs flickered to his intense ones, “ Why? I’m fine with the-”Asher tutted. “ We can’t have any doubts about our relationship.” He said, twirling a finger through a loft of deep-wavy-brown hair and leaving little room for defiance- literally.Emma could tell it was one of those absolute terms, “ What does it entail?” She asked,“ You have one week to prepare for the formal introduction to the world, during which Mrs Adams will teach you all you need to know concerning your position.” He informed her, mentally going through his list.“ Wait
Emma was thrown into a very uncomfortable hug. Her face screamed discomfort. Asher was forced to intervene.“ Enough. Let her go.” He stated, his fingers placed on the bridge of his nose.“ What? Two seconds in marriage, and you suddenly become an alpha wolf?” Jason lectured, letting go of Emma, who was grateful to be allowed to breathe once again. “ I’m Jason. This tiger’s best friend.” He introduced with a lax smile, daring Asher to refute him. Emma was enjoying their little interaction. “ I think only-friend is a more suitable term, seeing he’s not a ray of sunshine.” He added with a faraway look etched on his face.Asher rolled his eyes, “ Ha ha.” He muttered under his breath, not the least bit excited to see his friend.“ Have something to say, Ash?” Jason took him by surprise. When was the last time someone referred to him by a nickname? He was used to the good old Mr Braxton as a mode of recognition. Even his close relatives didn’t refer to him with such endearment.. that was a
“ Who instructed you to bring her in here?” Asher’s tone was grave the second time he asked. He willed himself to be calm and understanding, but it was damn hard.Mrs Adams straightened up.“ You said to take her to the-” She made to explain but was cut off rudely.“ Are you dumb?” Asher was seething, unreasonable. “ What do you not understand in - No one is allowed HERE?” He bellowed, losing it by the minute.Emma couldn’t stay still, “ Watch your tone. She only brought me here because-”“ For the love of God, Emma, Shut up. Don’t interfere in matters that do not directly involve you. Am I clear?” Asher was tethered to the brink of losing his shit- literally.“ I will not be insulted, Mr Braxton. Whatever the problem is, take it up with yourself! It's clear there’s some loosened screw up there.” Emma was unrelenting. “ If you have a little decency, you should apologize to her. Now!” She screamed at him, referring to his total disrespect to Mrs Adams.“ Calm down, it’s fine.” Mrs Adams