Lucas came beside Emma, his hand gently resting on her arm. "Emma, what's going on? Why are you so distraught?" Emma gazed at the two men still talking, never for once looking at Lucas, her head shaking in a silent declaration. "I can't explain now. Please, wait here for me." In an instant, Mr. Mario turned his back to Mr. Ethan, a storm of frustration etched on his face as he stormed towards the exit. Emma's heart sank, dread filling her as she tried to decipher what this meant for her. Mr. Ethan rose from his seat, his actions composed and unhurried as he made his way to the front of the auditorium. With a quick gesture, he took the microphone from Trevor, his expression marred with a deep frown as he tapped it for attention. "Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your undivided attention, please," his voice echoed through the speakers, confident and smooth. "I have an important announcement and correction to make." Emma's mind raced, every possible scenario spiraling through her t
Emma's face gradually begin to turn pale, "What is the meaning of this?" "I highly doubt a CEO would be so ignorant," Ivanka retorted, her words sharp and direct. Emma could feel her heart rate increase, a rush of heat creeping up her neck, but she couldn't let Ivanka see that she was getting to her."You terminated 'Lucas's unborn child' which we got to know wasn’t actually his. There is no evidence of you having a child anywhere," Emma fired back, turning on her heel to get the hell away from the devil who had wanted to ruin her night.She muttered under her breath, the words a feeble shield against the turmoil raging inside her. She was not prepared to handle any more madness, not from Trevor, his father or Ivanka."Her name is Kayla. She is beautiful and she has his dark hair and eyes" Ivanka called after her, her voice halted Emma's steps.Emma didn't turn to look at ivanka, she's ready to let Ivanka see her trembling lips and teary eyes. Her heart pound loudly in her chest. Co
Emma's chest heaved with frustration as she struggled to contain her anger. With one final glare at Ivanka, she turned on her heel and stormed away.As she maneuvered through the bustling crowd of attendees and out of the hall going over to where Lucas's car was parked, her mind churned. The encounter with Ivanka played over and over in her mind, each word and gesture etched into her memory. She had been deceived, and she had fallen for it foolishly. She couldn't imagine how Lucas would feel.Lost in contemplation, Emma collided with someone, the impact nearly throwing her off balance. Startled, she looked up to see a figure striding hurriedly towards the parking lots filled with vehicles."Excuse me," Emma called out, but the person didn't pause or acknowledge her apology.Frowning, Emma's eyes landed on an envelope lying on the ground where the stranger had been standing. Intrigued, she bent down to retrieve it, her fingers trembling slightly as she examined it, her name inscribed o
Lucas's eyes darkened as she leaned in, capturing his lips in a smooth, unhurried kiss.The embrace of her mouth on his deepened, full of passion and urgency. Letting him taste the flavor of the wine in her mouth. Lucas hungered for more, pulling Emma tighter against him, eagerly exploring every inch of her body, his hands hungrily grasping at her backside. His tongue gaining entrance into her sweet mouth and she welcomed him in eagerly, her own tongue dancing in perfect rhythm with his.With a primal need, Lucas lifted Emma up with ease, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as their bodies melded together in a tight embrace. The sound of tearing fabric echoed through the car as Lucas ripped at Emma's dress, his urgency seemingly unstoppable. He paused, his expression apologetic as he gazed at Emma."To hell with the dress," Emma growled, her voice thick with desire as she impatiently tore at the fabric, eager to feel Lucas's touch on her skin. Ignoring the damage, she al
Emma ascended higher, her breaths quick and shallow. She gripped Lucas's back, her nails imprinting on his skin as waves of euphoria engulfed her.Her awareness heightened as she sensed him expanding within her, his thrusts growing harder and faster, she knew his release was clos3. For a split second, panic flooded her thoughts, and she almost voiced her request for him to withdraw. But before any words could escape, a surge of heat flooded her as his heated fluid was deposited into her.A moan escaped her lips, mingling with his groan of satisfaction. She clung to him, feeling Lucas's body trembling, his head buried in the curve of her neck, the rhythmic pounding of his heart against her chest.Moments passed, the only sound their ragged breaths. Lucas's erection remained inside her, and she could feel him hardening once again.At last, she whispered, "You came inside me," she told him, her fingers rakes through the back of his head.Lucas's eyes fluttered open, his gaze drifting to
The document unlocked, revealing a recording of a woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to Emma. A chill ran through her as she watched. Memories of the news reports about the woman who was recently found dead, the same woman Lucas mentioned to her, flooded her mind. Emma took a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she fixated on the screen. The woman in the video was bound to a chair, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. Her teary eyes were wide with terror, scanning the room in fear. "I don't know what they want from me," she wailed, her voice cracking. "I've told them I'm not you, but they won't let me go." Emma's stomach turned, a nauseating feeling overwhelmed her. "They want me dead," the woman continued, her gaze shifting to the side as if someone off-camera had uttered something. She turned her attention back to the camera, her face contorted with desperation, a plea for help. "But you need to put an end to whatever you're doing. More people are going to die beca
As Emma pursued Lucas into their dimly lit chamber, she could feel a wave of laughter rising up within her. She discovered him sprawled on the bed, his legs spread out on the bed, his eyes closed with both hands at the back of his head. "You know you look adorable when you're jealous?" Emma's tone was playful as she perched on the edge of the bed, her eyes glittering with a mix of amusement and fondness. She observed him, hoping to witness his stern facade soften. Lucas remained motionless. He sat up gradually, his countenance still etched into a thin, rigid line as he looked at her. "I was conversing with Tina," Emma clarified, her voice attempting to bridge the gap, but his expression remained unmoved. "Why didn't you mention her name or anything during the call?" His tone sounds not convincing, his eyes displaying the hurt of having no idea about what is going on. Emma simply shrugged, the gesture nonchalant but deep down she felt sad seeing Lucas was quick to make assumptions
A surge of fear coursed through her veins, realizing the gravity of her foolish choice. As Emma stepped on the gas, she came to a sudden realization that it was too late. A loud bang rang out as a bullet tore through her tire, causing the car to screech to an abrupt halt. She jerked forward, narrowly avoiding hitting her head. Glancing at the side mirror, she saw a hooded figure approaching her. Panic seized her, knowing she had to act quickly. Emma's hands trembled as she struggled with her seat belt, finally releasing it with a metallic click. She flung open the door and rolled out, hitting the hard pavement with a thud. Pain shot through her shoulder, but she could barely focus over the sound of another gunshot. "Come out, Emma. You were warned, but you chose not to listen," the hooded man's voice was calm, almost taunting. Emma bit her lip, flattening herself against the ground, her breaths shallow and rapid. She could feel the coarse asphalt beneath her palms, the cool air pi