Emily’s eyes widened as she stared at the message on her phone. She read it over and over and it still made absolutely no sense to her. Her sister? Stacy texting her out of the blue? Her stomach churned at the mere thought. She had not heard from her in weeks and though she had barely bothered about it all, the thought of Stacy in danger made her unsettled inside. They weren’t close and had never been close. But she knew her sister well enough to know she wasn’t one to make jokes like that. Yes, she could be spontaneous and do crazy things no one imagined like her running away on the day of her wedding and going into hiding but suddenly texting her sister she barely spoke to help her? It was completely unlike her and worrisome. Worrisome enough to get Emily lose her composure for a while. Immediately, she tried dialing the number responsible for the text, all her calls getting forwarded in response. She called over and over, the results the same, Emily beginning to get paranoid an
Without even a second thought, Giovanni slammed his laptop shut and rose to his feet, ready to make the decision that was going to change the course of his entire evening. He couldn’t ignore Emily. The fear and worry in her voice. It was one he had absolutely never heard before yet sounded so desperate and scary in a way. Three days had passed since he last spoke to her, purposely giving her time to work on school related stuffs at the camp. Though he wasn’t sure when she was going to return home, all he was expecting was a text from her announcing her arrival not a call like that. “Giovanni?” August walked into his offic, staring at him in confusion as he packed his things and prepared to leave for the day. “Are you getting off work already?” “Yes,” he barely spared him a glance as he replied. “I have somewhere to be.” “What? Where?” August’s confusion was still very evident. “All of a sudden? What’s going on? It’s unlike you to leave work before closing hours.” “Miss Stark,”
With Emily by his side, Giovanni led the way into his mansion, walking all the way to his guest room he literally never used. He never had a reason to since he never had people over. However, his personal private maid always took it upon herself to clean it alongside the dozens of room he never used, having it clean and cozy enough to receive an impromptu guest. “Make yourself comfortable,” he said as he opened the door to the guest room and gestured to her to get in. “You’re shivering. I’ll get some clothes for you.” She nodded appreciatively, watching him walk out of the on his quest to get her new clothes. Her heart warmed at his kindness as she looked around the room the moment he was gone. It was a exquisite yet cozy room and Emily couldn’t ignore the sense of safety and comfort she felt from it. It was a stark contrast to the chaos and fear she had experienced earlier.She sighed and took off his jacket, carefully draping it on the couch in the room. Wrapping her arms around
Giovanni’s day started at the usual time, exactly 6am. But what was unusual was him making breakfast at past 7am with no intention to head out yet. Breakfast for two at that.Glancing at the wall clock as he walked into the dining to set the table, he noticed it was almost 7:30am. Normally, it was time for him to head out for the day but instead he was home wondering if it was too early or the perfect time to head over to the guest room to wake Emily up. He clicked his tongue as he sat on one of the empty chairs at the dining. It was probably still early. Yesterday had been eventful so he figured she probably was still going to be sleeping in- she needed the extra rest. He folded his arms and remained in his seat until it was exactly 8am. Then he got up, finished setting the table then made his way to the guest room to gently place a knock on the door. No response. He knocked again, still getting no response in return. A hint of worry flickered in his eyes as he knocked again, th
Emily woke up, the realization of two things immediately hitting her. One, she was feeling way better than she felt hours ago. And two, hours after hours had indeed passed. She sat up, feeling a wet towel immediately slip from her head. Picking it up from the floor, she wondered how it got there, her confusion immediately doubling as she saw her phone right next to her when she could clearly remember leaving it to charge before going to bed. With a light groan, she checked the time. It was past 6pm already, her hands immediately covering her mouth as she realized she had been asleep for over 8 hours. “Wow,” she breathed out as she got up, completely pulling the layers of blankets away from her. “Just how tired was I to sleep for that long?” Her mind instantly travelled towards Giovanni and she cursed under her breath. Seeing her sleep for that long, he must have thought she was a heavy sleeper when that was actually far from being the case. She did oversleep once in a while but
Emily was done with classes for the day and as she strolled through the bustling hallways, contemplating on heading to the cafeteria before heading home, she bumped into Tyler. “Emily!” A frown immediately appeared on her face as she spotted him, followed by her crossing her arms. He looked at her, an apologetic expression on his face as he rushed towards her. “Hi.” “Hi,” her tone was plain, doing a good job at showing how mad she was at him. “It’s you.” “When did you get back?” He asked. “I know you’re mad at me, Emily but I promise I wasn’t with my phone. I was busy with work I didn’t see the phone calls until the following day. And I wanted to come over to your place to check up on you but I got caught him with family stuffs again. How are you? Why were you calling? Did something happen?” Her anger subsided at the mention of his family. Though not as complicated as hers, he also had a problematic family. “It’s nothing serious,” she replied, deciding to not bother him about w
The moment Tyler dropped Emily off at home, she dashed into her room to get ready for the night. She stripped her old clothes off and got into the shower, taking her bath as quickly as possible. She had only one hour. An hour to get herself ready for whatever Giovanni had in mind for the night. In no time, she was all dolled up for the night. Our outfit was nothing extra with leather short skirt reaching her mid thigh and a crop top on. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and she had light make up on, immediately plopping into one of the sofas in the living room to wait for him. Exactly fourty-five minutes had passed, Emily rubbing her palms together as she began to mentally count down till it was finally an hour. She had two guesses- either he texted her one more time or decided to just show up at the door and announce his presence. It seemed to be the latter as after a couple of minutes, she finally heard the doorbell ring. Immediately jumping to her feet, Emily took out her p
Emily and Tyler sat in silence, completely different thoughts on both their minds. They were far from having the night both of them planned. Emily’s legs were crossed, wondering if Giovanni had seen her text and without telling her, decided to cancel their date just like that. Tyler on the other hand was left to wonder if staying at home was any different from being at Emily’s as they both refused to utter even a single word to each other. The tension between them was evident and impossible to ignore. Emily had things to say she wasn’t saying and Tyler had things to do he wasn’t doing. “So,” Tyler finally spoke up. “So?” Emily replied him. He dramatically cleared his throat before continuing. “Is Giovanni still coming over? I mean, do you still have plans for the night?” “You tell me,” she immediately fired at him. “I texted him to inform him of your surprise presence and guess what, he hasn’t replied my message.” “Wait a second,” Tyler sat up. “Are you mad at me?” “Mad?” Emi