In a world where possessive and powerful men rule, they can be arrogant, ruthless, and cruel. This world, Emily Greenfield exits in. What can be worst when she finds out that her partner who she has been married to for years only sees her as a blood bank and as a stand-in for someone else? Whom he calls his best friend? When his true love re-turns, will she face the challenge head on, or will she choose to admit defeat? Even when she’s treated like trash, pushed around and cursed at. When everything she owes is taken away from her because she’s weak and doesn’t have enough power to strike? Read along as Emily Greenfield fight her way back to the top!!!
View More“You’re married?”Mia scoffed, “When did this happen? Why didn’t you tell me?” She glared at Luke but he was finding it difficult to reply just a simple question. “Em…” Luke scratched the back of his head nervously.“And you are? You keep asking my husband questions when you haven’t replied to me yet.” Ava stepped in, trying to back Luke up.“Sorry, for the unwelcome intrusion.” She apologized, bowing her head slightly. “I’m Mia Santiago, Luke’s Ex.” She had to mention the part that she was Luke’s Ex. This spites Ava even more. Her hands outstretched to receive Ava’s hands, they both maintained a furious glare. Luke immediately jumped in between. “Mia, let's talk outside.” He said, pulling her along as Ava watched them exit. Now, Ava was left with Stanley in the room, his head bent. Ava sluggishly looked up to him, saying, “Haven’t told him yet?”“Hmm..” Stanley mouthed, his head easing up. “About my whereabouts…last night…” Ava's eyes narrowed. She wanted to know how trustworthy
“Madam,” Stanley called out with a bow and approached her where she stood, her arms crossed. “What are you doing here?” Ava looked around, her face unyielding. “I’m sure Luke sent you?”Ava was certain. She had even seen him planting a tracker on the car Luke was going to give her as a gift before the wedding. She had been observing Luke without his notice and to think she was a fool, she had to drag Stanley this far from the mansion and Luke so she could have a conversation with him, without anyone knowing. “What are you doing here ma’am? This place is not safe for you to be at.” Instead of a reply, he tried to evade. Foolish for him not to know that Ava was steps ahead. All her plans to take revenge were in play. There was no one going to stop her from doing it, only herself. So if he was going to play dumb, he should think of a better idea. “I asked a question and you have not answered yet. What are you doing here, Stanley? Did Luke send you?” She asked again, this time her voi
After the wedding, Luke had arranged a luxurious hotel suite for their honeymoon. It was located in the middle of the city. Now, Ava was seated in the bedroom, changing into a comfortable dress, when Luke staggered in, his eyes glassy from too much celebration.“You’re here?” Ava looked up at the lamp beside her to where Luke relaxed on the wall. "Luke, you're wasted! How much did you have to drink exactly?"Luke leaned forward and back trying to stand properly. His eyes slurring."I'm not drunk, I'm just... happy." He said but looking at him from Ava’s standpoint, he was wasted. Even more sexy than his usual form. His hair was wet and scattered, his shirt free from his waist and a bottle in his right hand. Surely he looked like a drunkard. “How happy are you exactly?” Ava stood to approach him where he was. Her eyes were on him. Luke didn’t move but as this woman kept closing the distance between them, he could feel his heart rising and screaming danger. "Happy? You can barely st
As evening descended, the reception came alive with warmth. The air was cool and crisp, under a tenth of a clear sky, where yellow lamps hung like twinkling stars, casting a soft glow over the celebration grounds. The center of the room was filled with the gentle hum of laughter and a piece of slow music playing in the background. The guest swayed to the rhythm, their steps graceful and carefree.Ava, resplendent in her white gown, sat relaxed, a gentle smile playing on her lips as she took in the scene before her. She felt even more calmer. Her mind didn’t think of anything from this occasion. Her hand cradled a delicate cup, her fingers wrapped around it with a grace that belied the happiness bubbling inside her. She raised the cup to her lips, took a slight sip, and then gulped, her eyes sparkling with joy.The music swelled, and the crowd's laughter grew louder, but Ava's gaze remained fixed on the dance floor, her heart filled with love. She was basking in the warmth of her n
The wedding day dawned bright and cheerful, with a fresh, crisp air that filled the lungs with joy. The scent of blooming flowers and newly cut grass wafted through the grounds, creating a sweet and inviting aroma. Who would have thought that Emily was going to be marrying the man she had mistakenly kissed at a bar when she was sober? Emily, resplendent in her stunning white wedding gown, beamed with happiness as she prepared to walk down the aisle. Her mother, seated in a wheelchair, smiled proudly, her eyes shining with tears of joy.Her lips spoke to Emily, “You look very pretty,” then she blew kisses to which Emily frantically collected. The gathering was a vibrant mix of friends, family, and loved ones, all united in their celebration of Luke and Emily's love. Emily's thoughts momentarily drifted to her best friend Lisa, who had been absent from her life since the accident years ago. She wished Lisa could be there to share in her happiness, but she was grateful for the life
Luke pulled out of their hug, his face beaming with joy. Emily's words had lit him up from the inside out, and he couldn't contain his happiness.Emily tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "You shouldn't let my answer get to your head," she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief.Luke's grin only grew wider. "Yes, babe," he said, his voice filled with affection.Emily's eyes locked onto his, her gaze lingering on his bright, happy eyes. "You shouldn't call me that yet," she said, her voice soft but firm.Luke's smile faltered for a moment, before he nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Right. Sorry. Habit." He cleared his throat, his face still radiant with happiness.Emily's expression softened, and she reached out, her hand brushing against his arm. "It's okay. Just...let's take things slow, okay?"Luke nodded, his eyes shining with understanding. "Okay. I promise. We'll take it one step at a time." He raised his one of his hands up and the
Luke's voice turned soft all of a sudden, his words pouring out like a romantic poem."Emily, from the moment I saw you, I knew you were different. I've been thinking about you every day since then. I was at that bar, waiting for you, because I knew it was your usual spot. My heart beats for you, and I crave your presence in my life. The thought of anyone else kissing you, holding you, makes me angry and jealous. I know I shouldn't rush things, but I can't help myself. I want to be the one you turn to, the one you love. I want to wake up every morning with you by my side and fall asleep every night with your hand in mine."Luke's eyes burned with intensity, his voice filled with passion and sincerity. Emily's face was still in shock, but her eyes began to soften, her heart racing with excitement and confusion.What of Mia? She wondered inwardly."Luke, I...I don't know what to say," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.Luke's face drew closer, his voice taking on a gentle t
An hour later, Emily and the tattoo man emerged from the tattoo room, the sound of the door opening and closing breaking the silence. As she walked out, her gaze locked with Luke's, who was feet away staring at her in a daze. The moment was fleeting, as the door shut behind them, snapping Luke back to reality. “You’re done?” He cleared his throat, "Can we leave?" The tattoo man raised an eyebrow, "What's the rush? Why don't we grab a beer together? Catch up some more?" Luke hesitated, "Some other time, man." Emily nodded in agreement, approaching Luke as they prepared to leave. Just then, Luke's phone rang, shrill and insistent. He sighed, pulling it out of his pocket, and answered, his expression changing as he heard the voice on the other end. "Hey, Mia," he said, his tone neutral. “Mia?” Emily whispered to the tattoo man if he had any idea who Luke was speaking to and the tattoo man whispered back. “His Ex-Girlfriend.” Emily's eyes narrowed, recognizing the name - Mia Santi
Inside the dimly lit tattoo parlor, Emily gazed at Luke's portrait on the tattoo man's arm, her curiosity piqued. "Does Luke hate women?" she asked, her voice soft.The tattoo man shook his head, "No." He sighed, his expression somber.Emily's eyes narrowed. "Why doesn't he have any female friends, then?"The tattoo man's gaze dropped, his voice low. "Luke was brought up under a strict father. He didn't have time for girls; his focus was on studies and his father's company, preparing to take over one day."Emily's face softened. "So, he never dated?"The tattoo man's reply was simple, "No."Emily felt a pang of sympathy for Luke, her heart going out to him. The tattoo man noticed her expression and asked, "How did you two meet, anyway?"Emily's smile was brief, her memory flashing back. "We... uh..."The tattoo man's eyes locked onto her face, a knowing glint in his eye. "You're blushing."Emily shook her head, "No, I'm not blushing."The tattoo man raised an eyebrow, "Oh, really? Wel
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