The sun dipped below the horizon when Emily Walker finally got off her shift and agreed to meet with Ethan. She claimed she needed time to process everything that was suddenly going on. In the heart of the enchanting metropolis, the air was thick with anticipation as she sat with him in a lonely park. The shadows grew longer and secrets danced in the fading light. It was a delicate hour that felt like fate was weaving its intricate tapestry.Emily gazed at Ethan Hatton, whom she thought she knew as Ethan Jacob but apparently he was not. He lied to her. Her eyes searching for answers in the depth of his troubled gaze. Her heart, once ablaze with admiration, now flickered with uncertainty.“You’re Hatton? You’re the Ethan Hatton? You’re a billionaire?” she asked him, her voice laced with confusion, her eyes dancing about.“The Rolls Royce didn’t do it for you?” he asked back and noticing her frown he softened his look.“Why did you lie to me?”Ethan still clad in his tailored suit took
It was the next, a day before Ethan Hatton had issued for the press release of his engagement so he had arranged a date with Emily to discuss all the terms of their marriage. It was in the evening, as the sun began its descent, casting its usual warm golden hue across the city. They both found themselves seated in a cozy corner booth at a trendy restaurant that offered a bit of privacy. Ethan looked suave and impeccably dressed, his dark hair neatly styled and those piercing eyes never missing the hint of mischief in them, while Emily hopped in her most elegant dress in her little wardrobe, a flowing a flowering dress that exposed the curve of her shoulders, highlighting delicate spots that drew Ethan’s attention.Nervously, Emily fiddled with her silverware, stealing glances at Ethan, her head still sending off alarms but she chose to ignore them “So, um Ethan, shall we discuss the terms of our….. contract marriage?”Ethan leaned back in his chair, a small smile playing on his lips
“Anita?” Ethan had called again, when he noticed she was the one, her presence threatening to shatter the tranquility of the evening. A mix of emotions flooding Ethan’s mind – disbelief, frustration and somehow there was a tinge of guilt wedged in there, but he managed to conceal it all so perfectly and keep his expression stoic. Anita James had clearly said she didn’t want to marry him, he had even offered a contract marriage and they could split after a few months but she had vehemently refused, and now she was here? He couldn’t process it, the mix of emotions flowing through him, it was even harder to ignore the confused expression plastered on Emily’s face, he threw an apologetic look her way. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was about to unfold. From what he knew, Anita James could be extremely difficult to deal with.Anita’s gaze locked with Ethan, a hint of defiance and jealousy lingering in her eyes, the ring still on her finger.“Ethan” she called, still with
As the grand sliding doors of the Hatton mansion swung open, revealing the magnificent interior, Ethan stood tall and proud. He took a deep breath, his heart pounding with anticipation. Today was the day he would introduce Emily to his family, unknown to his family it was not a love story but rather a business arrangement, and they didn’t they need to know that, but yet he wanted to paint a love at first sight image to them.Leading the way, Ethan walked into the lavish room where his mother and father sat waiting eagerly. Jackson Hatton, lounged in a chair, seemingly uninterested but his eyes perked up when he saw Emily walk in quietly with Ethan.“Family, I would like you to meet Emily, my fiancée” Ethan announced, his voice filled with both excitement and nervousness. Emily stepped forward, her eyes sparkling with humility, a hint of fear but there was determination hidden underneath them. Her heart pounded fiercely beneath her chest as she scanned the house. She had never been a
After she walked away, Ethan was on the verge of following her out when Jackson stopped him, grabbing him by the arm “I think I should go clear the air with her” he said“Why you? she’s my fiancée” Ethan clapped back, pulling his hands from Jackson’s grip, a deep frown etched on his fce“That’s exactly why, I’ll bring her back” Jackson didn’t say anything else but quickly ran after Emily, going through the paths of polished marble meandered through meticulously manicured lawns that led to the large luxurious garden. He met Emily standing amongst the vibrant blooms of flowers, while she overlooked the cascading waterfalls that always mesmerized him still. She stood still, her hair and dress whipping along with the wind while she wrapped her frail hands around herself. Quickly, he took off his jacket wrapping it around her and she startled at his presence.“Emily” he called softly while he stood beside her, willing her to look at him but she kept her eyes forward instantly avoiding his
Ethan Hatton stood frozen at the pathway to the luxurious garden. His heart pounded in his chest as he heard Jackson tell Emily to leave him, his mind racing to process the scene unfolding before him. He didn’t love Emily per se, but still there was a certain ache in his chest watching Jackson trying to seduce his fiancé . Was he doing this on purpose to hurt him? Jackson was exactly the kind of guy to have any girl he wanted. Ginger hair, a chiseled jaw and piercing almond eyes and a complete daredevil at heart, why did it have to be Emily of all the girls in New York City, it had be Emily, his fiancée.“Leave him” he heard him say, a certain longing to his voice that Ethan had never witnessed before. The shock of the betrayal sent a surge of adrenaline coursing through Ethan’s veins. He felt a mix of anger, hurt, and a sudden overwhelming sense of protectiveness against Emily. “You son of a bitch!” Ethan exclaimed as Emily turned to leave, his gaze focused on Jackson, who bore a su
The sun set glow spread all over the city, it was warm and golden. Emily Walker sat on the balcony of her luxurious hotel suite, lost in a sea of memories. How had her life changed so much in the span of a few days, from living in that tiny hellhole apartment to staying a luxurious hotel wearing expensive white bathrobes, and drinking expensive bottles of champagne while overlooking the city view. Ethan had booked the hotel for her until after the wedding, which was happening in a week’s time and he was taking care of everything. The only thing she physically had to be present for towards the wedding preparations was for her dress fittings, she didn’t have to lift a finger or worry about anything.News about the wedding had spread like wildfire throughout the city, it was on every magazine, social media blogs and mostly everyone was talking about it. It was a big shock once when a small group of paparazzi had followed her to the hotel asking her questions about how she met Ethan and
The lavish chapel stood as a testament to the extravagant tastes of the Hatton family. Its marble floors gleamed under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers. Elaborate floral arrangements adorned every corner, emanating fragrances that mingled with the anticipation in the air. The chapel was massive, and designer clad guests trooped in one by one filling the polished wooden chairs. Carefully selected elite guests, whispering among themselves with their eyes darting around the room in search of intrigue.At the center of attention stood the bride as she trailed the middle of the chapel, a vision of elegance in her ivory lace gown. Her cascading veil, delicately embellished with pearls, framed her radiant face, and her eyes held a glimmer of both uncertainty and determination. Even though her thoughts swirled with a mix of trepidation and suppressed longing for a genuine connection, deep down she knew her role. There was no love here, even though somehow she yearned for more. Emily wa