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Chapter Twenty: Souls and Smiles
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Dangerous Games Chapter Twenty-One: Berry
I had never run faster in my life. I was out of breath, my hair a mess as I stormed into the hospital. The reception was bustling and it was a good 15 minutes before I could speak to anyone. The scent of disinfectant flurried through my nose and fogged my brain, and each scream and cry tore my eyes in its direction as I imagined Corbyn in unimaginable pain.The rational side of me should have realised that he sounded fine over the phone, but I was full of paranoia.“How can I help you miss?” the lady behind the glass smiled up at me, the wrinkles in her face, smoothing out to just smile lines as she tipped her glasses forward.“Oh um, I’m looking for a Corbyn Emerson,” I rushed out and she was already looking at her spreadsheet.I guess she just assumed that I was a relative or a spouse because she didn’t ask me how I was associated with him.“I’m sorry dear, but I don’t have a Corybn Emerson on this system,”“I what- but,”She looked carefully back at the spreadsheet, “I do have a Gr
Dangerous Games Chapter Twenty-Two: Cinnabon's and Cynicism
“Ignore what Grace said,” Corbyn said curtly as we walked to the integrated cafe in the hospital. After the cinnamon twist, Grace had felt even hungrier, it could take quite a toll on her, her body working to fight against all odds and survive.“Is that a request or a command?” I quipped as we turned into the cafe.He gave me an unimpressed look, pressed against his features, the tears were gone, he was no longer in disarray no longer clinging to me, his shirt was tucked back in a hidden behind his dark blazer. He was the picture of put together, but I had seen those moments of vulnerability. I had felt the thundering of his heart, the hot tears trailing down his eyes and splashing onto me.“What happened, Mr Emerson, why did you think that Artymov had something to do with this?”“I am rather irrational when it comes to Grace. I thought that maybe as he has so much pull in this city, he had paid her nurses to be neglectful. Absurd leaps in logic on my part, I trust these nurses, they
Dangerous Games Chapter Twenty Three: Nothing More. Nothing Less.
I spent hours with the both of them, playing board games, not noticing how much time was escaping me. I don’t think I have smiled more; Grace was brilliant, such a beautiful, sweet girl, and it tugged at my heart every time she broke out into coughs, her eyes watering as she put on a brave face and tried to keep her eyes on her cards.“I’m just trying to get you to be sympathetic for me, so you don’t see this,” she slammed down a blackjack when it was about to be Corbyn’s turn, “coming,” she grinned, laughter bubbling in her throat at the look of displeasure on Emerson’s face.“Well, that’s rather unfortunate for Miss Laurence, isn’t it?” he arched a brow in my direction, and I knew what was about to transpire.I sucked in a breath, “No way, you haven’t just been keeping that as revenge for my plus 2. That was like hours ago,”“23 minutes,” he responded curtly, “It was 23 minutes ago you used that underhanded tactic to win.”I scrunched up my nose, “Go on then, put me out of my misery
Dangerous Games Chapter Twenty-Four: Dreams and Stalkers
Corbyn offered to drive me home, but I politely declined, “You should stay here, with her, she’ll want to see you when she wakes up,” he gave me a grateful look as I quietly left the room, being careful not to make too loud of sound as I shut the door.For a moment I stood there, my palm pressed against the door, feeling the wooden beneath my fingertips and knowing that just beyond this inch thick wall, there was a man I would never see beyond these walls. A man who cared, who loved, who had lost so much, who could be just as vulnerable as anyone else.Out of these hospital walls, everything would be different, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready for that.I made my way home, the streetlights glowing at full brightness, but London was always busy the streets were still packed with people trying to escape the rain, that had begun to drizzle over us all. There was a chill in the air but nothing too major and it wasn’t too late that the train station was deserted.10 pm was often a second s
Dangerous Games Chapter Twenty-Five: Hidden Directory
I was right. The moment we were back in the office it was business as usual. And I really despised my morning self for wanting to wear heels. I don’t know what possessed me, well that’s actually a lie. I thought they would look nice with my outfit. Afterall, this was the first time I had given in to the urge of wearing a skirt. Luckily for me, it wasn’t a pencil skirt, it was a brown pleated maxi skirt that flowed to my ankles, paired with a cashmere white blouse, because there was a bit of a chill in the air.Cute and practical if you minus the heels.Never again.“Miss Laurence why are you being so slow today,” his voice cut through all of my thoughts as a I scowled.“You try walking in heels for a day and then you can complain.”He rose a brow at me as he sat down in his chair behind his desk looking like the epitome of wealth and class, “It is neither my fault nor my responsibility to cater to you because of your poor footwear decision,”I really did want to punch him sometimes, m
Dangerous Games Chapter Twenty-Five: Directory
I was right. The moment we were back in the office it was business as usual. And I really despised my morning self for wanting to wear heels. I don’t know what possessed me, well that’s actually a lie. I thought they would look nice with my outfit. Afterall, this was the first time I had given in to the urge of wearing a skirt. Luckily for me, it wasn’t a pencil skirt, it was a brown pleated maxi skirt that flowed to my ankles, paired with a cashmere white blouse, because there was a bit of a chill in the air.Cute and practical if you minus the heels.Never again.“Miss Laurence why are you being so slow today,” his voice cut through all of my thoughts as a I scowled.“You try walking in heels for a day and then you can complain.”He rose a brow at me as he sat down in his chair behind his desk looking like the epitome of wealth and class, “It is neither my fault nor my responsibility to cater to you because of your poor footwear decision,”I really did want to punch him sometimes, m
Dangerous Games Chapter Twenty-Six: Far too Coincedental
I called Dayna during my lunch break just to put my mind at ease, “Hey Drea, what’s up.” It was a blessing in itself to hear her voice.“Nothing much, just on my way to take down a conglomerate, a normal Tuesday afternoon if you ask me,” I didn’t need to lie to my sister, it would be remis of me to do so anyway. She needed to know so she could avoid anyone that might be associated with my arse of an ex.“Your kidding right?” Dayna had always been the more rational of us two, which was odd given her profession. You would think a savvy business woman would have more realistic ideals that an glamorous actor, but as always my younger sister had the better brain. She was a bundle of joy, bouncing off the walls with energy but she knew the importance of quiet. How it could sway a room, so the only voice being listened to was the whispers dripping from her mouth. It’s what made her such an incredible actor.It also made her very aware of the world around her, so I wasn’t the least bit surpri
Dangerous Games Chapter Twenty Seven: By Design
You can tell a lot about a person based on how long they take to answer a question that you know they don’t want to answer.The curl of the lip, prepared to lie and I knew it, “Really think before you answer,” and then with all the nicety of a starving fox, “Mr Emerson.”“Your drawing conclusions based on conjecture, Miss Laurence,” he spoke calmy, but I wasn’t having any of it.I let out a bitter laugh, so bitter I could taste the acridness on my tongue, “Are you seriously gaslighting me right now?”For the first time since we had met, I saw him falter. There was a spark in those usually measured eyes, a flicker that was soon gone.“No? Nothing?” I walked over to him my arms crossed and my eyes as analysing as possible. I wanted him to cave so badly even though I knew that was a fantasy that would never be fulfilled. But even seeing the reserved slab of stone I knew crack under the pressure of me just looking at him. There was so much he wasn’t saying and so much I could no longer ig
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