Emily's POVIt'd been one and a half months.One and a half months since Ethan had come up to my room last. One and a half months since he'd cradled me in his arms and told me I smelled good. One and a half months since I'd smelled him so close to me, since I'd felt his warm, sensual breath on my face, since he'd been inches away from kissing me.One and a half fucking months since Chloe had barged in on us!I couldn't decide what I'd felt more in that moment: shock or embarrassment. Or shame. Perhaps I'd felt a mixture of the three, and they were like a knot in the pit of my stomach, all tangled up and confusing.I'd looked into Chloe's eyes, and beyond the murderous mafia rage I'd seen in those twin pools of grey, I'd also seen true hurt. She had been pained at Ethan's act, maybe even a little heartbroken, though I doubted the Ice Princess had any heart left in her to be broken.And the thought that I'd pushed so far as to make a tough-as-nails woman like Chloe heartbroken, scared m
Emily's POVThere was a haughty look on her face as she walked in. Immediately she saw the both of us, I watched as the proud look slipped. The facade she'd worked so hard to put up shifted for a moment, and I saw hatred, real hatred behind those eyes.I knew there and then, that Ethan's mother would never accept me no matter the miracle that could happen. No matter how much Ethan tried to integrate me into his family, I would forever be an outcast.And the thought sickened and annoyed me at the same time.Who did this woman think she was, anyway?Ethan's mother stepped into the dining room, all high-heels and expensive perfume and manicured nails. Her puce-coloured face hadn't changed; it still held as much pride and as much makeup as a painter's palette. She had on a beige, fox fur coat and underneath that, a black silk top and beige pants. Her heels made ominous, clicking sounds as she walked towards us. She stopped at the table and folded her arms. "Well, well." She started. "I
Ethan's POVI never saw Emily again after that scene in the dining room. If I was to be honest with myself, I'd avoided every sight of her, evading every single place in the house that I knew she would be.And the effort I took in staying away from her killed me.It was like slow torture, having to keep away from going to see her, but I needed to maintain it. I didn't want to look into those alluring eyes and see pity for me. I did not want her voice to break under the weight of her unshed tears. I did not want her to feel pain on my accountAnd what was more, I knew I wouldn't last five minutes in a room alone with her without pushing every rational thought aside and kissing her senseless.In one fit of rage, I'd lashed out at my mother, unleashing over two decades worth of pain and anger at her. I'd seen th careful facade slip from her eyes as I'd spoken, seen the regret behind her stoic look. I knew she was sorry for being so hard on me growing up, but she hadn't apologized. She ne
Emily's POVEthan's birthday party was already in full swing when I got ready. I stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in my room, staring at my reflection in sadness. Sadness for what could have been but what fate had pulled away from my grasp.The sound of cutlery clinking and people murmuring in conversation slipped into my room. Severally, my sensitive nose would catch a scent of food—from cocktail franks to lasagna or pot pie—and my stomach would react with a hungry growl.I desperately wanted to go down and sample some of the food, but I also wanted to stay here.Away from Ethan Brown and his family.Would he look at me with all the love in the world in his eyes? Would he reach across the table and hold my hand—not underneath the table, but above, for everyone to see? Would he stand up and announce to the world that I was his and his forever?Would all my dreams ever come true?I frowned and shook my head almost imperceptibly, pulling my stare away from the mirror. When had b
Emily pov: I couldn't believe this was happening, I had just survived a fall and I was lucky enough, my baby was still intact, now this? Chloe kept moving forward as I drew backwards in fear placing my hands on my belly. I was scared, I was scared of having to lose my child. "Please, don't come any closer" I begged. "Who do you think you are? Who the hell did you think you are?" Chloe said, clenching her fist angry."I am nobody, nobody, '' I said in tears, if saying this could save me and my baby, it was worth it."Ethan is only with you because of this thing you call a child. He's treating you well just because that's his first child , his blood. But without it, you are nothing but a lowly dirty bitch" she said glaring at me.Her words gave me goosebumps, her aim was to get rid of my child. I couldn't let this happen, I had to fight. She had a wicked smile on her face, looking very proud and sinister "What are you planning to do? Scream? You can scream all you want but I can assu
Chloe POVSeeing fear on her face, I suddenly feel so good about myself. She had to feel threatened by my appearance. "What was that I saw? A kiss!" I said with a smirk on my face. "Rich man and their games" I said with a smile. All o wanted to proof to her was that she was his toy, Ethan didn't love her at all. But the fool still kept a proud look on her face. I felt like ripping them off her face"Stay there, don't move or else I would scream" she threatened I wasn't scared, if I succeeded in killing the child then all my problems would be over. The hatred I had for Emily was beyond my control, I felt like strangling her but I wouldn't do that. My Target was the child "You want to scream, feel free too. I wouldn't lose anything. Just like I said no one would pin a blame on me" I said proudly. I meant every word.Moving closer to her bed, I dropped it abruptly, Emily screamed out in fright. "What are you doing?" She shouted, I could see the fears in her eyes. She was trying to be st
Ethan pov After she was done talking she was about to leave, I fell deep into my thoughts. Her blackmail meant nothing to me but Emily's safety means the world to me. I was in love with her and every part of my body could attest to that." Have it in the back of your mind that I, Chloe Lee, would make you lose everything including that thing!" She said angrily. I had to find a way to turn the tide, " You want me to choose between you and Emily right?" I asked. I couldn't tell she wanted my answer so badly. Who on earth was she to threaten or blackmail me? I never saw this vicious side of her. All I had ever known was a kind, shy and good girl. It seems this personality of hers was all a sham.Hearing this, she stopped and turned to look at me. "I don't have to think about it, I could as well give you my answer" I continued.I could sense the fear in her eyes even though she tried so hard to hid it. "And what would you choose?" She said, walking towards me."I don't have to think twi
Emily POVHearing those words from him, my heart shattered into pieces. He had said I was nothing but a surrogate, he didn't love me. Chloe was right, all the love and care he showed me was nothing but a lie. Earlier I thought about the kiss I had, it gave me butterflies in my stomach, I felt giddy with delight, my baby felt very happy too, it kicked happily in response. I was filled with Joy. I thought of going home, I didn't want to stay in the ward anymore. I wanted to go home, and tell Ethan how much I love him and how much I wanted to be with him. I felt my words were not sincere enough, when he confessed his feelings to me, I felt my reply was lame.I sneaked out of the hospital to pay him a surprise visit without anyone's notice. I found my way into the mansion, heading straight to his study, then I found out the worst— I was nothing but a surrogate. I couldn't control my tears, I felt betrayed and cheated. I had to end this, finding out the truth made my heart clench in pain.