Emma didn’t realize when she fell asleep that night, but when she woke up, she was engulfed in darkness. The windows to her room were left open, allowing cool wind to breeze across the room. Drawing her arms around herself, she tried to comfort herself into sleeping again, but it was too late. Sleep was leaving her by each passing second, and she could no longer lie down on the bed.
Sighing, she sat up straight, looking at the clock hung on the wall. It was far past midnight, she realized. She headed to the washroom to fresh up, and when she returned to her room, she heard a knock on the door.
She wasn’t sure if she heard that right at first, but after a few seconds, the knocks on the door got louder, beckoning her to rush toward it at first. Who could it be? Perhaps, Jamie? Since he was the only person who could disturb
Amidst the darkness, Emma felt her skin burn with desire. She was ablaze, her entire body shimmering elation. It wasn’t long after his lips touched hers that she realized how well her body responded to him, despite being away for so many years. All these days, her heart and soul had been in a turmoil, dancing to the tunes of fates that succumbed into a chaotic world. She was on her toes, alert and ready for any curveball life may throw at her.It wasn’t until she found herself in his arms that she finally got back on her feet, finding her way back to placidity. It was as though he caught her from falling into an endless tunnel, tugging her back up into safety.Safe.That’s exactly what she felt right now.
“Well, if I were to be honest, I think that I would have been far safer in his care than yours.”She might as well have driven a sword through his heart when she said that.Jamie couldn’t understand where he had failed for her to believe in such a thing. He could hear the accusation of betrayal in her voice, and he was lost as to why she perceived him to be so evil when all he ever cared about was to protect her. He slowly realized that in her eyes, he was the danger. He was the one that hurt her the most, and unknowingly, he had become the very thing he tried to protect her from.Looking at her like that, he wanted to do something, anything to assure her that what he was thinking was untrue. In fact, it was the farthest thing fro
It had been a couple of days since that night, and Emma was slowly drifting back into normalcy. Her heart still stung at the bitter reminder of it, but she was growing immune to it slowly. Lately, that was how everything else in her life was turning out to be. Day by day, she was getting accustomed to the fact that this could perhaps be how the rest of her life would span out. Surprise after surprise until nothing got to her anymore.Having awakened early today, she decided to go for a walk to keep her mind off things. As she stepped into the backyard, she noticed that there were numerous men posted outside the house. There were normally five to six men, but today, the number seemed to have increased to at least a double.That was strange. Why the sudden security? Was Jamie worried she would run away after what happened?&
Jamie simply couldn’t fathom how news about his marriage to Emma could’ve spread so fast.It was only a few days ago that he broke the news to his father who later swore to have only revealed it to his mother. However, as he returned home from town, he was convinced that he had heard the gossip in whispers from plenty of people around. It was evident in the way they regarded him the entire afternoon.The news had also reached his private residence where Emma was currently staying. Rafa had paid her a visit yesterday, and he revealed that she was rather surprised to know of her new title. The Luna.“Oh, now that you’re here.” His father said as he spotted Jamie walking toward his room. Forced to halt, he turned around to regard his fa
“Jamie is here?”Emma said in surprise upon hearing the maid. She had been talking to her colleague when Emma walked in and overheard their conversation. They were talking about changing the dinner menu now that they had another person to serve and before they could complain about it, Emma had interrupted them.“Err… Master Chris is here.” She replied, looking at her with confusion.Chris? Who the hell was that?“He had arrived in the morning and had been working in his office room since then.”Office? Only Jamie had his office room here. Is that who they were referring to? It must be him.“Why wasn’t I
Jamie chugged his fifth glass of whiskey that night.The bitter taste of the liquid was beginning to soften on his tongue, making his head feel lighter. He struggled to maintain his balance and rested his head on the bar counter.In hopes of finding some peace, he closed his eyes, but images from a few hours ago continued to haunt his mind.Just the mere thought of her angered him. She was an impossible woman to deal with. The more he tried to understand her, the more unpredictable she was becoming. Lately, he felt as though he never knew her. Did he truly get married to a woman he couldn’t understand? When he first met her, she was a simple woman. There were no complexities about her that he went beyond his understanding.They had a sort of
“You either keep your hands to yourself or find a knife driven through your flesh.” Emma gritted through her teeth as Alex gave her a crooked smile. It had been too long since the man was bothering her with flirtatious comments. And now, he crossed the line by placing his hand on her butt. Emma was not going to ignore his advances this time. She might be an employee here, but that didn’t mean she would go above and beyond to cater to her clients.As she filled the tray with emptied glasses, he leaned toward her ear. “You wouldn’t dare, darling.”She glared over her shoulder. “Keep talking and you’ll find out.” she said, and before she could round the corner and get behind the bar, she felt him yank her by her arm. Whirling her around, his fingers tightened on her skin, towering over her with menacing eyes. “Careful woman. You don’t want to push it.” “Let go of me, you brute!” “Give me a kiss and I will.” He said, leaning closer to her. Before his lips could reach hers, she felt a
Emma felt her cheeks heat up at his comment, sure of the red color that was dominating her features. This man clearly knew how to woo his women. Before she could retort, she heard someone yell at her. “Can I get a pitcher, miss?” It was a man holding out his card on the bar, awaiting her. “I’ll be back in a minute.” She mumbled to Jamie before she headed toward her new customer. Instantly after she’d uttered it, she clasped her eyes shut in regret. Why did she have to say that? That was her chance to get rid of him. Inwardly groaning, she poured the beer into the pitcher glass. She looked over her shoulder to see if Jamie was still there, and much to her dismay, he was. Why did she care if he was around? Was she looking forward to spending time with him? If it weren’t for the fact that he selflessly put himself before that asshole, she would’ve hardly entertained him. Despite the fact that he looked incredibly attractive to her, with his dark brown hair falling on his forehead in