The sun dipped below the horizon when Emily Walker finally got off her shift and agreed to meet with Ethan. She claimed she needed time to process everything that was suddenly going on. In the heart of the enchanting metropolis, the air was thick with anticipation as she sat with him in a lonely park. The shadows grew longer and secrets danced in the fading light. It was a delicate hour that felt like fate was weaving its intricate tapestry.Emily gazed at Ethan Hatton, whom she thought she knew as Ethan Jacob but apparently he was not. He lied to her. Her eyes searching for answers in the depth of his troubled gaze. Her heart, once ablaze with admiration, now flickered with uncertainty.“You’re Hatton? You’re the Ethan Hatton? You’re a billionaire?” she asked him, her voice laced with confusion, her eyes dancing about.“The Rolls Royce didn’t do it for you?” he asked back and noticing her frown he softened his look.“Why did you lie to me?”Ethan still clad in his tailored suit took

“Anita?” Ethan had called again, when he noticed she was the one, her presence threatening to shatter the tranquility of the evening. A mix of emotions flooding Ethan’s mind – disbelief, frustration and somehow there was a tinge of guilt wedged in there, but he managed to conceal it all so perfectly and keep his expression stoic. Anita James had clearly said she didn’t want to marry him, he had even offered a contract marriage and they could split after a few months but she had vehemently refused, and now she was here? He couldn’t process it, the mix of emotions flowing through him, it was even harder to ignore the confused expression plastered on Emily’s face, he threw an apologetic look her way. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was about to unfold. From what he knew, Anita James could be extremely difficult to deal with.Anita’s gaze locked with Ethan, a hint of defiance and jealousy lingering in her eyes, the ring still on her finger.“Ethan” she called, still with

After she walked away, Ethan was on the verge of following her out when Jackson stopped him, grabbing him by the arm “I think I should go clear the air with her” he said“Why you? she’s my fiancée” Ethan clapped back, pulling his hands from Jackson’s grip, a deep frown etched on his fce“That’s exactly why, I’ll bring her back” Jackson didn’t say anything else but quickly ran after Emily, going through the paths of polished marble meandered through meticulously manicured lawns that led to the large luxurious garden. He met Emily standing amongst the vibrant blooms of flowers, while she overlooked the cascading waterfalls that always mesmerized him still. She stood still, her hair and dress whipping along with the wind while she wrapped her frail hands around herself. Quickly, he took off his jacket wrapping it around her and she startled at his presence.“Emily” he called softly while he stood beside her, willing her to look at him but she kept her eyes forward instantly avoiding his

The sun set glow spread all over the city, it was warm and golden. Emily Walker sat on the balcony of her luxurious hotel suite, lost in a sea of memories. How had her life changed so much in the span of a few days, from living in that tiny hellhole apartment to staying a luxurious hotel wearing expensive white bathrobes, and drinking expensive bottles of champagne while overlooking the city view. Ethan had booked the hotel for her until after the wedding, which was happening in a week’s time and he was taking care of everything. The only thing she physically had to be present for towards the wedding preparations was for her dress fittings, she didn’t have to lift a finger or worry about anything.News about the wedding had spread like wildfire throughout the city, it was on every magazine, social media blogs and mostly everyone was talking about it. It was a big shock once when a small group of paparazzi had followed her to the hotel asking her questions about how she met Ethan and

Jackson Hatton knew he wasn’t invited to the wedding, but he had planned to crash it anyway even though he knew that somehow it’d hurt him to see Emily in a wedding dress, getting married to his brother when he met her first, kissed her first. There was a burning jealousy in his chest that he couldn’t control, he couldn’t quench and he could only let it burn till it consumed him. He was dressed in a dark coloured suit, seated restlessly in his sleek black corvette parked in the wedding reception venue while running nervous hands through his ginger coloured hair. He had a bottle in his hand that he sipped from continuously in large gulps and he could feel the liquor running through his veins, invading his brain and compromising his thoughts but it was nothing he couldn’t handle, not when there was something bigger in his mind. Why did he care so much? He had no idea why but he knew it was because she was out of reach, he couldn’t have her and it made him want her more.He dipped his h