39. Sweet Dreams!

Author's POV

Emerald was still staring at Layla for more explanation because she couldn't understand if Egon really wanted to lock her in his room or if she had misheard Layla. 

Layla cleared her throat. 

"That's all I know!"

She hurriedly walked out of the room and closed the door. 

Emerald tried to open the door but Layla had locked it. She turned around and leaned on the door, defeated. She was in a robe, her hair was dripping, and her legs were hurting. 

She was too exhausted to do anything, so she just went towards the bed and lay down. 

She hugged the pillow and closed her eyes. She wouldn't have minded if this had happened a few months back. 

That phase was the only time when she was genuinely happy, and destiny couldn't see that.

#Flashback.... #

"Damn, this man!..."

Emerald cursed looking at herself in the mirror. 

"How am I supposed to hide this?"

She tapped the foundation on her neck to hide dark love bites. 

She sighed and shook her head, smiling with a red blush. It was difficult to get her mind off him. 

She was in her dreamworld when her phone rang, it was him. 

Her eyes glowed after seeing his name. She quickly fixed her hair in the mirror like a teenage girl and answered his video call. 

"Anything special, my love?... You are glowing today!"

He wished he could kiss those rosy lips. 

She sat on the sofa. 

"Nothing special, just trying to hide your marks... You are so evil, I told you not to do this... I think you want people to know that I have a man."

She complained. 

He was laughing while sipping his coffee, and she had never heard such a sexy laugh before. 

"Don't laugh, Egon... I am serious"

"I don't mind people knowing that you are mine... We are hiding just because you want it... For me, it's public and official."

He could feel himself turning on after seeing her love bite. 

"You can definitely wait for some time."

She teased, but the feeling of someone loving her was so foreign to her. She also wanted to declare to the world that she belongs to him and he belongs to her. 

"But for now, help me hide this"

He chuckled. 

"Wear a scarf, it's cold today."

"Scarf on suit, people will laugh at me."

She rolled her eyes. 

"Keep rolling your eyes and I'll make sure you don't open them when we meet again."

His voice was deep and husky. 

She smiled naughtily and rolled her eyes again. 

His smirk darkened. 

"You are asking for it!"

"We 'll see that when we meet."

She got up. 

"Now help me dress!"

He watched her as she entered her walking closet. He could see her branded clothes, luxurious handbags, watches, shoes and makeup. It was like a showroom. 

She grabbed clothes and started changing, giving him a good show. Egon was watching it with his hard erection. 

"You are doing it so wrong, my love... You are definitely getting punished for this naughty stunt."

She smirked. 

"Well, I don't mind if you give a little shake to yourself..."

He shook his head. 

"Why would I do that when I have a woman... You will take care of it."

She chuckled.

"All the best with that... I have back-to-back meetings today..."

He watched her with dark eyes as she pulled on her top and hid her breasts. 

She smirked naughtily, knowing he was getting hard. Well, that's what she was trying to do. 

"Gotta go, bye! Love you!"

He just smirked and she frowned, realising he was going to do something, but she was getting late, so she disconnected the call. 

Emerald went downstairs and Celsius was waiting for her with the car. He raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw her in casual clothes rather than a suit, and he had never seen her wearing a scarf. But she was looking beautiful and he got lost for a second until she cursed someone on the phone. 

His heart shuddered realising he was admiring her. Celsius shook his head and looked at Emerald, who was giving him a weird look. 

"Good Morning, Queen!"

He cleared his throat and opened the door for her. 

Emerald looked at him suspiciously, she noticed his look but ignored it. 

Celsius was watching her through the car mirror and hesitated, but asked. 

"Queen, where were you yesterday?"

Emerald looked at him in the mirror, and he quickly looked ahead when her look sent chills down his spine. 

"Don't get me wrong... I am your bodyguard, I need to know where you go and your trackers don't work."

Emerald pinched his cheeks like he was a cute boy. 

"You are so cute, Celsius... Let me tell you one thing, I killed my last bodyguard because he used to interfere in my personal life... I think you are smarter than him."

He gulped when she got out of the car. 

Emerald was in her office, attending meetings. She was missing Egon badly and wanted to see him but it was impossible. 

She had to be careful because her father was getting suspicious and she couldn't afford for him to do anything which would hurt her. She was trying to find his weakness, something strong which would keep him bound when she declares her love for Egon. 

"We'll meet again here after lunch."

She dismissed the meeting and everyone walked out of her office. 

She turned around and gasped when she saw Egon standing behind her in all his glory. Raven black suit, hands in pockets and a mischievous smirk on his beautiful face. 

She couldn't believe for a minute that she was hallucinating. 

"What the fuck?"

He closed the distance between them, and she closed her eyes when he snaked his hand in her hair and pulled her in a deep, passionate kiss. Letting her know that she is not dreaming. 

"What are you doing here?"

She looked at the open office door. Anyone could have walked in. 

"I am here to see you..."

He pampered her neck with kisses. And she meowled like a tamed cat. 

"It's so fucking hard to stay away from you..."

She hugged him, and her stress from the whole meeting vanished in his arms. 

"Right, it's hard to stay away from you..."

They were making love when she heard Celsius' footsteps approaching her. The footsteps got louder, and she opened her eyes with a snap. 

#Flashback ended... #

Emerald opened her eyes and realised that she was hearing Egon's footsteps in her dream and not Celsius'. 

She sat up tiredly when he entered the room, watching her with predatory eyes.