Emily I don't switch my words and repeat. I let my emotions come out with my tears. Lowering my head, I sob. I don't know if I fell in love with him again or if I was never out of love with him. Whatever it is, I do love him. I do. A roll of laughter breaks the chain of my thoughts as I gawk up at him in disbelief. He is laughing while striding around, mocking and making fun of my feelings even though I can feel his agony behind that laughter. "Love!" He creepily laughs again while shaking his head. "Still. Still love""Love", this time his voice is rough when he grabs a bottle of alcohol and slams it on the floor in rage. As I squirm and try to function my brain, he grabs my arms and slams me against the wall. I hiss with his strong grip brushing against the wound. "Love? You love me?" He groans like a wounded beast near my face. Terror fills inside me with his ruddy gaze and his groans. "Are you telling me that you fell in love with me in freaking two weeks or are you telling me
Hey, everyone. First of all, I apologise for the sudden break. I got the date sheet of my exams abruptly which is why I had to slow down updates for this book. I haven't abandoned it. I was literally planning to finish this book by 15th June but it was not in my hands.Many of you might have misunderstood that I have started another book but NO. This is the latest book I have on GoodNovel. I'm continuing my old book Mr CEO, marry me on conditions. That's not a new one.I won't start any new book until I finish this one. I'll publish a new chapter tomorrow and hopefully, I'll be able to update more frequently again. The sudden arrival of my date sheet messed it all up for me. I'm just trying to gather everything asap. Please wait for the update tomorrow❤Hugs.
EmilyHe doesn't remember anything. A sigh of relief is yet discomforting. He has no memory of last night which means he doesn't even remember what I had confessed out of overwhelming emotions. "Emily, I'm asking you something?" He groans, nearing my face. I purse my lips in tension and lift my eyes at him. He indeed pushed me but it was an accident. I know he didn't mean to hurt me, not even in his dreams. "It was just a small accident," I tell him. "You didn't do anything""Are you sure?" A line of frown forms across his forehead.I nod."And what kind of small accident was it?"I can't tell him that he pushed me. He's literally gonna lose it over himself as I can scan his reactions."I'm telling you. You didn't do anything," my eyes are straight into his. With his palm covering his face, he lets out a shrug. "Damn! This hangover"Not uttering anything, I stare at him, his reaction, his body language. KaneMy palm hurts so bad. I wonder what the fuck I did exactly. I should have
EmilyMonica! I used to hate this girl from the bottom of my heart. There were multiple reasons. She is Kane's batchmate from his college days. Before we came into a relationship, I found out how desperate she acted to be near Kane. She used to act like she was kidding when she literally flirted openly with him. Since Kane wasn't in any commitment and didn't want to embarrass her, he used to joke back.I used to be so jealous of her until Kane confessed she was nothing much to him. From that day our relationship started to bloom and it went such a long way.However, Monica didn't stop even after knowing that we were together. She just needed a chance to stick to him, call him unnecessarily and make an excuse to bang in our place. I couldn't stand her back then.Not even now.It irks me when I realise they are in contact and she has the freaking audacity to act like she has a damn right to talk to him. My inside is storming!"You could have talked to her on the landline," I scoff, gul
KaneI gently toss her aside, making sure she doesn't bump into something. She's still not recovered properly. I'm aware of it but it's hard to keep myself away from her anymore, especially after the hot encounter in the washroom this morning. I wanted to fuck her right there and quench the burn she had created inside me. I held back. I held back the entire day— for hours. Then it became unbearable. I throw myself back on the couch as she stands right there in front of me. Through the deemed lights, she looks a hundred times more seductive. My guilty gaze scans her from head to toe. She's wearing a tank top with shorts, her cleavage slightly visible, her tempting breasts making my throat drier. She is staring at me anxiously with her two fearful eyes, her fluffy lips shivering. How can a woman look so sexy yet adorable at the same time? Only she can."Strip!" I husk out of nowhere as her eyes turn bigger. She parts her lips in shock. Her eyes refuse to blink."Didn't you hear me, l
KaneAs Emily completes with her nervous eyes lingering on me, I halt glaring at her. She has been wanting to talk about that shitty stuff that needs no discussion. Why would she even want me to let it go when I'm fighting to slam that asshole behind the bars? "What made you want that?" Realising she wanted a calm conversation, I gulp the anger down. She lowers her gaze and rubs her hands together, placing them upon her crossed legs as I watch her body tense. "I just don't want to mess with him," her voice comes out as a whisper."I'm not even letting you mess with him. It's me," I shrug."I don't want that either. You don't need to do anything for me," her voice is rough and alarmed as she keeps avoiding eye contact with me.My inside is already simmering and with each of her nonsense, I find it hard not to react. "For your kind information, I'm not doing anything for you. I'm doing something right— something I would do for any woman in such a situation, especially when that woma
EmilyAfter an hour, I land in Stanford's office. I'm a bit tense about how Kane is gonna react if he gets to know I came here. He'll lash out at me again, and say hurtful words. That's all. But I'm not gonna step back right now. The environment of Stanford's office is full of chaos and crowds. I glance around and knock on the door."Come in," Stanford welcomes me with his familiar creepy smile. He's sitting at the edge of that long table in the conference room. "See, all your demands are being fulfilled. You didn't want to be in my tiny cabin and wanted this conference room. Here we go," he laughs. "I hope my demands will be fulfilled too""Only if you try to be fair," my voice is calm.I scan him well. Roger Stanford, aged in their mid-forties, not too burnt out of his age, fit enough. However, a patient with cardiac arrest. That's all I know about him after his business."Of course. But I'll consider it based on your performance," he grins, leaning on the table as he gazes down
KaneAmused, she gazes up at me in disbelief, her lips slightly parting and her eyes blazing up. And I can't help smiling at her as the flashes of that entire scenario keep rolling in my sanity. This is the woman who used to make me smile with her silly yet straight actions. I missed her so much. So damn much! "What happened? Don't you want a reward?" I chuckle."You're happy?" "I'm impressed," I don't know if I'm trying to hide that I'm indeed happy, but IMPRESSED seems to be a good word to hold the entire emotion back inside. Her lips twitch into a small smile. "You'll give me anything I want?" In a curious voice, she asks with her two big eyes glistening in joy."Unless it's you going away from me," I whisper, deepening the eye contact.I know what I meant but I hope she takes it as the agreement. I know I meant it for a lifetime which isn't possible. It's all about mere desires and needs. Besides, she never loved me. I sigh and gulp down to shove those thoughts aside. "Okay,