LOGINEmily’s POV
“So, is there a reason why you, of all people, decided to go out shopping?” Chloe asked as we walked around the small plaza.
I asked her to meet me here so I could buy some clothes. I think I need to change my wardrobe, and I don’t want Ilay to keep buying me clothes.
That's why I dragged Chloe to the mall, but now I’m regretting it. Of course, she would ask questions about my date, and since I didn’t tell her anything when I arrived, she is itching to ask everything that comes to her mind.
“Just because,” I said nonchalantly, so she would stop bugging me.
Chloe chuckled. “Sure, because you always enjoyed shopping.”
I rolled my eyes. “How do you think I have clothes?”
“Uh… because I force you to come out with me?”
…
True.
“I buy clothes on my own,” I countered, but th
Emily’s POVMy whole body aches, and I blame Ilay for it. If he weren’t that big and had such stamina, I’d be just fine, but noooo—I had to go and find the billionaire with a big dick.Almost as…Nope. Not going there. Absolutely not.I winced as I sat up on the edge of the bed, sheets falling around me. The morning light streaming through the cabin’s massive windows was soft and golden, wrapping everything in a quiet calm that should’ve felt peaceful—if my thighs weren’t sore and my mind wasn’t a complete mess.Ilay, of course, looked perfectly composed when he appeared from the bathroom. A towel around his hips, hair damp, drops of water trailing down his chest like he belonged in a damn cologne ad.“Stop staring unless you want to go for another round,” he said without even looking at me, that infuriating smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
Ilay’s POVI have a feeling that Emily and I…Fuck.I don’t even understand what I’m feeling. This redheaded woman… I was only going to have a fling with her, a brief distraction from the monotonous, polished world I inhabit. But now, her face is the constant backdrop to my thoughts. The memory of that night in Hawaii—the taste of her, the sound of her laugh, the way she looked at me not with sycophantic awe, but with a fiery, defiant challenge—it’s branded into me.It has never happened before. No woman has ever lingered like this, a ghost in my boardrooms and a phantom in my penthouse.“Sir, I think you should watch this.”My secretary’s voice cut through the turmoil. His tone was carefully neutral, but I caught the underlying tension. He handed me a tablet. On the screen, a headline blazed in bold, black type, accompanied by a crystal-clear photo of Emily and me during one of our dates.“FROM ONE B
Emily’s POV“So, is there a reason why you, of all people, decided to go out shopping?” Chloe asked as we walked around the small plaza.I asked her to meet me here so I could buy some clothes. I think I need to change my wardrobe, and I don’t want Ilay to keep buying me clothes.That's why I dragged Chloe to the mall, but now I’m regretting it. Of course, she would ask questions about my date, and since I didn’t tell her anything when I arrived, she is itching to ask everything that comes to her mind.“Just because,” I said nonchalantly, so she would stop bugging me.Chloe chuckled. “Sure, because you always enjoyed shopping.”I rolled my eyes. “How do you think I have clothes?”“Uh… because I force you to come out with me?”…True. “I buy clothes on my own,” I countered, but th
Emily’s POVThe car didn’t head toward another cliffside restaurant. Instead, it wove through the city until the skyline opened up, and we pulled onto the tarmac of a private aviation terminal.I’ll be dammed.“Ilay, you said I would be able to get to work tomorrow. If we are here, then that means you are taking us to another jet,” I argued.I may love to live this luxurious life, but that doesn’t mean I can’t leave my workplace whenever Ilay wants to take me.He has to remember I’m a normal civilian; I am not exactly part of his world.“You said no jets, but you didn’t say anything about another mode of transport," Ilay finished, a slow, triumphant smile spreading across his face as he opened the car door. The roar of a helicopter's blades whipping the air answered any further protest I might have had.He leaned in, his voice a low murmur against my ear, com
Emily’s POVI got angry.I was seething.How dare he?We weren’t in a relationship anymore, by contract or by anything. I agreed to give them both a chance, but that was it. He had no right to show before my door, looking so like a wolf just chewed him all over, then spit him.He had no right."Worth what, Jin?" I asked, my voice dangerously level. "The vacation? Yes, it was very relaxing. I needed a change of scenery, and Ilay was kind enough to give that to me. Is there a problem?”His jaw tightened, a muscle feathering. "Don't," he bit out, the word sharp and brittle. "Don't play dumb with me, Emily. I know you were with him."“With Ilay?” I tilted my head, feigning innocence. “I just told you I was with him, what—”The fury in his eyes flared, hot and bright. "I know you slept with him!”“And?”"And?" he repeated, his voi
Emily’s POVMy whole body aches, but that is expected considering how much Ilay and I fucked during the trip to Hawaii.I didn’t even see the ocean because I spent the entire time in the room, tangled in the high-thread-count sheets, the scent of him and tropical flowers and sex clinging to everything. The only sun I got was the late-afternoon light gilding his skin as he moved over me.The key fob feels heavy in my hand as I approach my apartment door. I wish my vacation had lasted longer, but it was time to return to my normal life. I called in tomorrow. I feel that if I wear those heels, I might fall face-first on the ground, and I don’t want to take that risk.I drop my suitcase just inside the door. It lands with a definitive thud. It is heavier thanks to all the clothes Ilay bought for me. He insisted I take them all, even though I told him I didn’t have enough space in my closet.The silence of my apa







