LOGINTyler's POV I carried Emily securely in my arms, adjusting my grip when she shifted, her fingers tangling lazily in my hair. She was completely drunk and could barely even stand on her own. I let out a slow sigh, my jaw tightening as I scanned the room. I still didn’t understand how this had happened. Emily barely touched alcohol. So why tonight? Had she tried to see if she could suddenly handle it or something?“Tyler,” she murmured, her voice soft, her cheek pressing against my chest.“I’m here,” I replied immediately, my arms tightening around her on instinct.She hummed happily, clearly pleased with that answer, and went back to playing with my hair.I should have taken her home the moment I smelled the alcohol on her breath. I knew that. Hell, every rational part of me was screaming it. But she had refused so adorably stubbornly. And so I decided to stay for a while.I had to admit, Emily was acting unbearably cute. Completely different from her usual self. Tomorrow, when she'd
[THIS CHAPTER IS IN THE AUTHOR'S POV]Emily felt her legs wobble as she tried to stand, holding her head. The world tilted and swirled around her, and she sneezed softly, a small laugh escaping her lips. Looking around, she tried to spot Tyler through the crowd.“Tyler, where are you?” she murmured, swaying slightly as she moved, though her steps weren’t straight.Meanwhile, Harry had returned from the diversion he’d orchestrated. Tyler was still distracted, speaking with the VIPs he’d been called to meet. Harry’s lips curved into a satisfied smile as he scanned the room and spotted Emily. Emily walked unsteadily with a soft tilt of her head, her eyes searching, and a subtle flush across her cheeks.The effect of his “fruit juice” had already taken hold. From the first day he saw Emily, he was completely mesmerized and captivated by her beauty, her smile, and her sweet scent. He remembered the softness of her hand when he shook it during their brief interaction at Tyler's company.Eve
Emily’s POV I stood in front of the mirror, adding the final touches to my hair as I admired my reflection. Tonight was the anniversary party of a certain Mr. Harry, celebrating his company’s success. I only remembered seeing him once in the conference room when I had gone to Tyler’s office with him. Tyler was the one who told me we had been invited. Still, my stomach felt a little tight. The last time I attended a big event with Tyler was during that auction. I inhaled slowly, remembering Vivian being there. I shook my head gently, forcing the memories away. I didn’t want to think about that anymore.I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t even notice Tyler until his arms snaked around my waist from behind. He pulled me back against him, burying his face into the side of my neck. “You look so beautiful,” he murmured.I felt my cheeks heat up immediately. “Thank you,” I replied softly.“And you smell really nice,” he added, pulling back slightly before turning me around to face h
Emily's POV “Are you sure you’re okay?” Tyler asked for what felt like the tenth time.I couldn’t even trust my voice anymore, so I just nodded, pressing my lips together.We were sitting just off the parking lot, away from the main entrance but still very much in public. Tyler had pulled me to his lap. I fit there a little too perfectly, my legs angled sideways, his arm firm around my waist. My heart was racing. Partly because… he was way really close and partly because we were in public.I could feel how much bigger he was than me. I swallowed hard when I felt his hardness against my ass as I sat. Oh gosh. My throat suddenly felt dry, and I shifted slightly, earning a groan from him which made me pause.Tyler didn’t seem to care about the people passing by, the occasional curious glance thrown our way. If anything, he pulled me closer. “I feel really upset about what happened today,” he said quietly. “You were humiliated.”I lifted my head to look at him. “It’s okay,” I said softly
Tyler's POV I was just sitting in my office, going over some reports, when my phone rang. It was an unknown number, causing me to frown. I didn’t usually pick up calls from numbers I didn’t recognize, but something made me swipe anyway.“Hello?” I answered, trying to keep my tone neutral.“Hello? Hello, Mr. Miller?” a male voice said on the other end.My brows furrowed. The voice was unfamiliar, and I didn’t recognize it at all. I shifted in my chair and set my pen down, giving the caller my attention. “Yes. Who is this?” I asked, leaning back slightly.“My name is Aaron,” the voice said, a bit nervous. “I work as a cleaner at your company here in Starcone.”I frowned again. I didn’t know all the lower-level employees personally, but I nodded to myself. “Okay, Aaron. What is this about?”“Well, sir,” he continued, his voice hesitant, “I came to this shopping mall to buy a few groceries and then…” He paused for a second, and I could hear the unease in his tone. “…I saw your wife there
Emily's POV “Or else I’ll have to take destructive measures against you,” Dennis said harshly.My eyes widened instantly. I turned toward Wendy, my voice shaking as panic filled my entire body. “Wendy… he pushed me. That’s why it broke.”“What?” Wendy’s eyes widened. “He pushed you?”“Yes,” I said quickly, my hands trembling. “He—”“What are you saying, Miss?” Dennis cut me off, his tone suddenly calm, as if he were the reasonable one here. “I understand that you may have lost your balance, but regardless, you’re the one who broke it.”I stared at him in disbelief.“If it were something cheap, I could overlook it,” he continued, folding his arms slowly. “You seem like a nice girl. But that vase is very expensive, so you’ll have to pay for it.”Wendy looked straight into my eyes. I gave her a small, desperate look. “He pushed me.” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Wendy turned to Dennis immediately. “She said you pushed her. And if she said it, then it happened. Emily would nev







