Chapter 6

Chapter Six

Earlier

Emily's POV

The atmosphere is booming due to the music playing.

After gazing around the lit of the beautiful atmosphere, I can't but gush with my jaw dropped over this beautiful place. "I love it here, Luther."

He looked at me and smiled. Staring right into my face he said, "I know you would love it here… that's why I brought you here in the first place."

I couldn't hold that excitement that was within me. "You think you know my taste?" I had to ask, because I don't how he come to know this much about it.

With smiles on his face, "common…. You know I have my eyes all over you," Luther quickly points it out to me so that it would be clear.

I scoff gently, "don't let too many ideas get into your skull… you know I have a boyfriend…." I had to remind him.

My eyes was fixed on him after I mentioned that. He felt disgusted and tired of me.

"Tell me, Emily…. Who on earth dates poverty?" His lips opened up gently when he rolled those words down his tongue.

'Not again!' I screamed my heart out, but my lips were closed and I look cool. I couldn't believe I am going to involve myself in this conversation with him, but I had to.

"I am not dating poverty, Luther… we both know he is excellent at what he does," I try defending him.

He closed his eyes getting frustrated with my word. He banged his hand right on the table between us, "there you go again, Emily… that doesn't hide the fact that he is not up to your standard."

Those words of his directly hits me on my face. I feel like punching the hell out of him but I calmed my nerves. With disgusting smiles I said, "are you up to my standard?" I had to remind him of his place that moment. 

"Don't eat me raw, Emily. You know what I am saying is by far very true. Dish this boy."

I looked at him and all I could see is dirtiness. He is ramming out rubbish. "for who?" I rubbed his madness on his face. At this point I am getting angry, because this guy is directly on my nerves.

With the smiles on Luther's face, he said "for me of course."

I laughed indistinctly, "you…" pointing my finger to his face, "you are just a scumbag. Don't ever come near me again." I am so done with this guy at this point. Immediately I stand from where I was seated. I was was about walking off when he uttered one terrible statement, "go fuck yourself… Emily! You place yourself too high and now you are with a loser like you," he robbed his filth on my face that day.

I felt it and was pained even to my bones. I walked out of that beautiful place with my eyes welling up. 

I entered into my elite car with its fancy key right in my fingers. I walked into the car and starts the engine.

I could literally feel my heartbeat. 'Damn! This is crazy,' I had to let those words out.

 Not long after, I packed my car right in our compound and entered the mansion.

"Welcome, Ma… let me help you with that," Luciana our maid is ready to help me with my small bag.

That moment, I have got nuts in my head. Looking at her, "let me be, Luciana…" I poured my emotions into that word that roll down my tongue.

"But…" Luciana still intended to say something. I cut her word half-way.

"No buts …" I said and immediately walk off with tears running down my cheek.

I knew I am not myself again due to the hurtful words Luther robbed on my face. 

I open my door and push it forward. I walked in like a frustrated dog, then close the door behind me. Immediately I banged the door right behind me, I couldn't stop the tears from running down my cheek. 

I walked to my bed and wrap myself in its sheets. I couldn't just stop sulking heavily.

While I was crying, I heard some voices outside, I just kept my head tucked in the sheets, sobbing heavily.

After some minutes, I heard a knock on my door.

'Get the fuck out of my door!' that was the scream my heart wanted to make. I don't want to be disturbed.

The knock persisted and it was as if the knock is right in my head.

'Damn!' I retorted. I quickly cleaned my face and clear my voice, because I know it would be cracky.

"Who is that?" I had to ask, but my voice sounded very harsh. 

"It's me… Emily."

The voice replied. Immediately I heard the voice, I recognised it. 'That's my boyfriend.' I don't want to see anyone that moment but I had to get a hold of myself.

I lit my face and adjusted my dress, "come in," I let my voice come so clean; very calm and gentle. 

He walk in through the door with smiles all over his face.

Beholding him got my head all rammed over. I felt an heavy headache right in my head. 

I guess he noticed my stare.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" 

At that moment, i felt disgusted with his dress sense.

"Why are you dressed like this?" I rob it on him that I am not okay with his dress sense. 

"Why are you over my dress all of a sudden?"

The look on his face that moment got me going crazy.

"Your dress sense is killing me. Stop it….!" I rolled those words out of my tongue. 

"Emily…"

I didn't allow him to finish when I cut in, "don't you have enough money to buy befitting dress?" I let it all out. All my anger were all on him.

"Calm down, Emily… get a hold of yourself."

He is trying to calm my nerves, but I am on his neck that moment as if I would strangle him.