Share
VIII
“Ma'am, can you see he has a serious problem?! What kind of man are you?!”
“Please, I’d advise you to stay calm, Mrs Briggs. Let's handle this maturely,” Emerald tried to pacify her clients.
“Listen to the sexy lady for once, Olivia,” George Briggs, the husband, teased while passing a subtle wink at Emerald.
Such a disgusting berk!
She looked over at Olivia Briggs who was red with anger, literally. Her face had turned red from fury and she was taking deep breaths to calm herself.
Emerald took pity on the woman because the man she had gotten married to was nothing but a man–whore who knew no more and no less than sex.
Emerald wasn't the judgemental type but the man's body languages and attitudes since the commencement of this session had been nothing but the acts of a cocotte; more like the man of the street and the painful part of it all was that he wasn't even an amazin
Related chapters
Behind Their Veneers IX
Jordan made his way into the club through the hidden back door of which only he and Keelan knew. The door had been strictly guarded and very necessary to avoid having to weave through endless bodies of sweats and reeking hormones.As he rounded the dark corner, he immediately spotted the hunched over figure of his friend seated at the bar, his hands resting on the marble countertop as his fingers scrolled through his phone while he took a sip of what looked like martini.Sensing the foreboding presence of his friend, Keelan looked up from his phone and sure enough, there was his friend approaching him with his usual stoic face; his hands were embedded deep into the pockets of his black pants. As usual, he was dressed in a black suit with a black tie around his neck.A smile crawled unto Keelan's face as he immediately tucked his phone in his pocket and got up to greet his friend, their usual pleasantry a typical hand shake as
Behind Their Veneers X
“I see you're done drooling over the club's embellishments?” Oriana asked as she noticed her friend finally approaching their table after minutes of gaping at the regally caparisoned club.Emerald only rolled her eyes, dismissing Oriana's remark and smug look as she turned towards the other people at the table, passing them what she hoped looked like a genuine smile and not akin to a grimace.“Hi,” she greeted as she began walking towards the empty seat beside Oriana. She was glad they hadn't chosen a booth because it would've been quite awkward and inconvenient trying to slide in with her pretty short outfit; besides, she delightfully embraced the lack of human contact — something that even made her feel more gauchely than other things.However, before she could sink into her haven of serenity — well, something close to the serenity you could attain in a club, taking into consideration the booming music — she was pulled into a hug
Behind Their Veneers XI
“P–please. . . I'm s–s–sorry. . . I–it hurts,” the brunette whimpered as hot tears chased each other down her face profusely but he didn't stop, his movements didn't waver one bit. He didn't care. He didn't want to care.“I–I'm r–really so—”“Shut the fuck up!” his stentorian voice thundered round the dark room, bouncing off the walls, leaving her to only let out whimpers of agony as her face grew paler with each of his merciless pounding movements inside her.The agonising images passed through his subconscious, teasing him with their pernicious contents. He remembered everything.He remembered how he had watched her strut into the club with her majestic yet refined gait which exuded confidence. He remembered how he had successfully yet painfully inhibited his strong urge to gouge out the eyes of the men that dared to let their gazes linger on his gemstone.He remembered the ephemeral express
Behind Their Veneers XII
Would be nice to wake up to the tickling effect of a beautifully patterned butterfly perching on the tip of your nose as the first rays of sunlight kissed your skin.Would be nice to hear beautiful blue birds singing as they glided across the clear blue morning firmament. Such a taradiddle it would be if one could pad barefooted across the room towards the window to behold the beauties mother nature had to offer to mankind.The rows and rows of endless, clean-cut green grass, the ethereal colours that splashed the morning skies as the ride of the round orange-yellow ball made the Manhattan welkin blush with different shades. The mountains in the distance that seemed to have endless peaks which projected towards the heavens.These scenarios seemed to only appear in fairy tales, maybe Cinderella or probably in the countryside of London because unfortunately, this was no fairy-tale story. This was Manhattan — an industrial city right i
Behind Their Veneers XIII
Gurgling noises echoed round the dark, empty room as the beaten and battered man struggled to bring his head out of the blue vessel filled to the brim with water.The thick veins in his neck popped and throbbed as they ran through his head, growing smaller as they approached his temples. He could feel the energy left in him abating as the seemingly powerful arm held his neck firmly.Unable to hold his breath anymore, he blew out a breath through his nose but that had been a ghastly mistake on his part as consequently, he ended up losing a bit of his resolve, causing a stream of water to rush into his mouth and nose.He sputtered painfully as he could feel more water entering his mouth and nose, making their way into his brain; his struggles intensified as the panic for his life became frantic. Tightly shutting his lips albeit, it was probably too late, he kicked and shook in hysteria but all to no avail.His h
Behind Their Veneers XIV
The woman dressed in a grey pastel pink turtleneck dress stepped out of the Uber vehicle, quietly shutting the door behind her. Her long sleeved sweater-like dress clung to her perfect figure as she stood before the lofty and Brobdingnagian glass building of the Columbia circle landmark.The sunlight bounced off the shiny and lustrous building of the Time Warner Center, giving it an unbelievably radiant splendour. Compared to its leviathan height, Emerald was nothing but an ant.Pushing through the revolving door, she walked into the vast glass building with the sole purpose of finding a particular restaurant.After taking a couple turns and a ride up the escalator, with the aid of the brochure that had been given to her by a worker, she finally found what she was looking for. In Hell's kitchen neighbourhood of the Columbia circle — precisely the 4F suite — stood proudly, a Japanese three Michelin-starred restaurant before her
Behind Their Veneers XV
The sexual tension that was currently brimming betwixt these two people — the devil and the angel as they stared at each other — was so strong that everyone in the room could hear it crackling like a log of wood burning in a campfire.‘Scientific studies have shown that one of the most attractive features to humans is symmetry, especially in facial features. That explains why most celebrities that are widely considered extremely attractive have nearly perfect symmetrical faces.’Emerald could vaguely hear the echo of her psychology lecturer's voice as her mind traveled back to the time when her teacher had decided to dwell more on psychological facts about attraction among humans.This should explain why she was mysteriously drawn to this man seated before her. She had noticed a few waitresses and female customers secretly staring and gawking at him since he walked in and with that thought, she let herself relax.Th
Behind Their Veneers XVI
▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬‘. . .I don't wanna be this cold (cold)Shivering to my bones (bones)Someone reset my soul, oh, ohAnd I don't wanna be locked up (up)I don't wanna feel this down (down)I just wanna scream and shout.I'll go out, grow my hair too longSing your least favourite songAt the top of my lungs (oh, oh, oh)I'll go out, kiss all of your friendsMake a story and pretendIt was me who made this end (oh, oh, oh). . .’The silence that stretched out through the car accompanied by the never–ending tension between the two beings was strained so thickly in the air like the thick smoke emitted from the chimney of a nuclear power plant.Other than their arguments about being dropped off or not and the persistent insistences of Jordan to drop her at her doorstep, the only few words that had been spoken again had consisted of him askin
Latest chapter
