Emilia
“What the hell is going on, Jayden?” I asked sharply.
I couldn't believe my eyes, even after stepping in here.
I could hardly believe it hours ago when Bae had called and told me that she'd spotted him entering what was a supposed celebration in a grand hotel at the other end of the city when he'd claimed to have travelled for work. Despite my doubts I had come here abd she was right.
The company he worked for, Kane Group was having a company wide gala and he hadn't told me.
But that wasn't the worst part. No. Because as I had rushed in her I saw him.
Jayden, my boyfriend of six years, wrapped around so comfortably with another woman.
I felt the urge to vomit.
Now, pulled away from the crowd he remained unresponsive, not even flinching from my question, instead his brown eyes narrowed and a hint of annoyance became evident.
He looked at me as if I didn’t belong here in the first place. Like I didn't have the right to ask why on earth he was at a company party he told me absolutely nothing about.
“Emilia,” he said coldly, his arm still resting around her.
“What are you doing here?”
I reared back in shock and anger.
What was I doing here? Is that all he could say to me? I couldn’t believe what I was hearing right now.
“Last time we spoke you said you were going on a business trip. So, you should imagine my surprise when Bae told me she saw you coming in here.”
I turned to the woman next to him. Katherine Jerome. Revulsion filled me at seeing her wrapped up against him in a slinky green dress. I recognized her as the daughter of one of the shareholders in Kane Group. Every single time I spotted him talking to her in the past he constantly stated that it was solely for work.
Seeing them so comfortable and close together now I knew it was a lie.
All a damn lie.
Sighing, Jayden released her reluctantly, like I was the one bothering him.
“I don’t have time for this Emilia,” he said and the irritation in me grew even more.
“You have gotta be kidding me.” I hissed out.
“You lied to me , I thought you were traveling. Instead, here you are at a company party I knew nothing about with another woman, yet you have the guts to tell me you don’t have time?” My voice rose in anger, attracting the attention of some of the guests.
“Can you blame me? I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d overreact, just like the way you’re doing right now.” he looked far from remorseful as he spoke, running his hand through his gelled hair.
“Overreacting?”, I repeated my voice shaking. “You lied to me. You’ve been sneaking around, hiding and you say…”
“That’s because the world doesn’t belong to you, Emilia,” he said, cutting me off.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, and watched as he gently untangled his arms from his side piece.
He took a step forward, closing the distance a little more, looking around his gaze scanned through the room before landing back on me.
“Look around, you don’t belong here.”
His words were like a slap to my face.I glanced down at my outfit, a simple t-shirt and a pair of jeans I’d hurriedly put on before rushing over here. Looking back at him I only saw a belittling look. Like I was nothing.
“Truthfully, I thought by staying with you I was doing you a favor, and giving you the life of luxury you could have never imagined.” Jayden continued, a sneer growing on his face.
“But you just had to ruin it. You just had to come here and embarrass yourself and me. I'm done pretending. To be honest, you're far below my league now. You're low class, Emilia.”
I inhaled sharply, his words hitting me straight in my chest. I couldn't believe it. Was this the man I knew?
He suddenly moved away, slipping back to Katherine's side easily in a movement that made my heart ache.
“Look at yourself right now. Katherine is everything I want, sophisticated and elegant. This was never going to work between us.” he murmured with a smirk.
That was the final stretch. My chest tightened and my blood ran cold. I surprisingly found it hard to breathe as my mind went blank.
All I could do was stare at him as Katherine looked like a Cheshire Cat beside him.
“You’re unbelievable,” I whispered to myself with a cracked voice. “After everything I’ve done for you, all those years…”
“Enough,” he said, cutting me off once again. “This conversation is over and so are we. Go home, before you embarrass yourself further.”
There were so many things I wanted to do at the moment. I wanted to snap at him, scream and curse at him for what he was doing. Yet looking around at the gold bathed room and some of the stares, the last thing I wanted was to draw more attention to myself.
And he knew it. As he smirked at me, all the sadness slipped out and all I felt was disgust and rage.
With a final glance, I spun around and walked away with my head held high. There was no way in hell I was going to let his words get to me.
What a fool I had been for trusting his lies. As my boyfriend since college, I worked to support him. I had helped him throughout till date, even doing some of his work for him at his request when I didn't even work there.
He was always using the excuse of us earning together to make me work with him. But suddenly after getting a promotion everything changed. He started growing distant, becoming more critical towards me and complaining over every single issue, whether it was the way I dressed or something as simple as visiting him in the office. Now I understand why.
I laughed bitterly. Now that he had a shareholder’s daughter by his side and had risen in position, he didn't need me anymore.
I ignored the stares of the other people in the gala as I passed by them heading to the bar area. I had come all this way after all and it was high time for a drink.
I slid onto one of the stools and ordered a shot of whiskey, my fingers trembling and picking up the cup.
“Well, that was pathetic,” a familiar voice sounded beside me.
I turned to find Katherine standing, her perfectly painted lips curled into a smug smile.
“What do you want?” I snapped, too exhausted to deal with her.
“To offer you some advice,” she said sweetly, though her tone dripped with condescension. “Jayden won’t miss you. You were never enough for someone like him.”
Her words sliced through me like a knife. I clenched my fists, biting back the urge to lash out. She wanted me to break. She wanted to see me crumble.
“Go to hell,” I muttered, turning away from her.
She laughed softly, a cruel, satisfied sound, and walked away.
I ordered another drink, my thoughts spiraling. How could I have been so blind? How had I wasted years of my life on someone who thought so little of me?
The bartender slid the drink toward me, but I barely had time to take a sip before a strange warmth spread through my body.
My skin prickled, heat rising in waves that made my head spin. My heart raced, and my breathing grew shallow as a strange dizziness overtook me.
“Bathroom,” I muttered, stumbling to my feet.
The bartender pointed toward the hallway, but my legs wobbled as I tried to walk. My vision blurred, and my body felt foreign, like it was no longer mine.
I pushed open a random door, desperate to get away from the crowd, and found myself in a luxurious bedroom. My head swam as I leaned against the wall, tugging at the neckline of my dress in an attempt to cool down.
Something was wrong.
The door opened again, and a tall figure stepped inside. I couldn’t make out his face, but I moved toward him instinctively, reaching for him like he was a lifeline.
After, everything became a blur. Burning heat courses through me and then…
Darkness.
…
“Mmmh.” I groaned against the lights. My head was pounding as I shifted against the cool sheets before I froze.
These silky sheets were not mine.
Where was I?
The memories were a blur but it slowly came to me. Bae’s call. Going to the party. Jayden and then…
And then?
I opened my eyes instantly in alarm, sitting up heart racing. As I looked around, three things were clear.
One, this wasn't my room or my home.
Number two, I was naked.
And number three? I wasn’t alone.
EmiliaI wasn't alone.My heart skipped a beat as I noticed the warmth and the faint sound of breathing that wasn't me. Panic surged through me as I whipped my head to my side to find an equally naked man beside me.Dark, messy hair covered the top half of his features and sharp, angular features that made him look like he had stepped out of a magazine.‘Snap out of it Emilia,’ I mentally slapped myself blinking back to reality.There were too many questions in my head. I tried to recall the entire day, but the last thing I remembered was talking to Jayden and then moving to the bar. Everything else was so…fuzzy after.Had I …spoken to someone?Frustration built up in me. I didn't know what the hell happened after and that was the key to understanding this. It definitely couldn't have been the alcohol considering my tolerance and that meant someone had done something to me. Like drugging me.And now I was naked with a man I'd never met.I was so lost in my thoughts that the moment I f
ONE MONTH LATERRichardI’d re-watched the footage so many times that I knew every detail, yet in the silence of my office I clicked the mouse once more.The hotel footage from a month ago replayed itself. In the dim lighting of the hallway, a dark grainy figure stumbled and swayed while still rushing in what looked like panic as she used the wall to balance herself. Then after a short pause she found the door that led to my hotel room.I paused right at the moment before she stumbled inside, into what was my hotel room. My gaze traced her figure, immortalized in that single frame.A mix of frustration and longing ignited within me.It's been a month since that night, and yet, no matter how much I analyzed the footage, I couldn’t look away.This wasn’t how I expected things to happen. I was very detailed about my life, careful with every move I made.And yet, in just a single night, everything had spiraled out of control because someone had dared to drug me.And then there was her.Al
EmiliaSomething was wrong.It was jarring. Things weren't supposed to be this way and for the most part, it was.Freedom felt good . It had been a month since Jayden's breakup with me and I had been thriving. I'd realized it after taking on the first five jobs within only two days of re-entering the job market. All this time, albeit unconsciously, I had been subduing herself.It all started years ago because of what Jayden used to tell me. I had graduated with better honors and opportunities than him but because of his insecurity, I took low level jobs to not make him feel bad and kept supporting him. Now I realized what a stupid mistake I'd made. In pushing myself down he had thought I was lower than him.Without Jayden dragging me down, I’d made waves in my freelance career. Jobs surprisingly kept piling up and for the first time in years, I felt like I was actually progressing. I was happier than ever in life.Until the symptoms started.At first it was just simple exhaustion and
EmiliaIt wasn’t a question.I couldn't answer him, but my silence was enough of an answer.He continued looking at me and his stare grew more unnerving. Shutting my eyes I came back to my senses.“It's none of your business. Y-you shouldn't have barged into my home. Leave now,” I snapped, trying to pull him away despite my racing heart.He didn't budge. Instead his sharp gaze lingered on me.“It is my business. It’s our child, after all,” he said, freezing me in place.I held back the urge to flinch at his words. Unable to pull him away I took several steps back.How was he so calm about this? Mentioning my pregnancy so calmly. I didn't even know him!“What are you doing here?’ I huffed, trying to regain my composure, “How on earth is Richard Kane in my house?”“So you do know who I am.”A wave of embarrassment rose to my cheeks as his lips curled into a smirk. Nevermind that if you only found out recently.A sigh left his lips.“And to think that I came here for something else. You'
EmiliaThe last thing I wanted on my first day at Kane Group was to run into Jayden. But of course, fate had a twisted sense of humor. It was almost as if the universe had conspired to test my patience, throwing me directly into the path of the last person I wanted to see.Standing in the hallway like he owned the place, Jayden turned at the sight of me, his brows furrowing in confusion before morphing into something even more insufferable—amusement.“What the hell are you doing here?” he asked, his tone a mixture of surprise and arrogance.I met his gaze without hesitation, keeping my expression calm, uninterested. “What do you mean, ‘what the hell am I doing here’?” I asked nonchalantly, as if his presence was nothing more than a minor inconvenience in my otherwise pleasant day.His lips curled into a smirk. “Oh, no, wait…” He took a step closer, tilting his head. “Are you here because of me?”The sheer confidence in his voice made my fingers twitch with the urge to wipe that smug g
EmiliaThe moment I turned to face the gossipers, my gaze locked onto one of the women in particular. Nora.Recognition hit me instantly. It wasn’t just the name—it was the way she carried herself, the sharp cheekbones, the haughty expression, the carefully styled hair that looked like it took an hour to perfect. She looked like her. Katherine. My lips curled slightly. Of course. Wasn’t it always the case? People like Katherine surrounded themselves with others who mirrored their own worst traits. If Katherine was an entitled, manipulative snake, then Nora was her eager apprentice. They are cousins And now, she was standing here, running her mouth about me. How predictable. Nora’s gaze met mine, her brown eyes flashing with something between challenge and curiosity. But just as quickly, she masked it, settling into a smug expression, lips curling into a knowing smirk. She wasn’t expecting me to confront her. I took my time, letting the silence stretch between us, w
EmiliaWalking through the sleek hallways of Kane Group, I was already prepared for the whispers, the side glances, and the not-so-subtle speculation about me. My presence here clearly unsettled some people, and they weren’t shy about showing it. But today, instead of hushed whispers and fleeting glances, I was met with something far more direct.Nora.I should have known she wouldn't back down after our last encounter. If anything, I had only fueled her desire to prove something—to herself, to her little circle of gossipers, and most importantly, to Katherine.And this time, she wasn’t alone.Standing beside her was Mr. Gallagher, one of the senior managers. A middle-aged man with graying hair, a slight paunch, and a smug expression that made my stomach turn. He carried himself with the confidence of someone who thought his position in the company made him untouchable—someone who believed he could do whatever he pleased and get away with it.His presence made it clear that this wasn
EmiliaThe news spread like wildfire.By the time I arrived at the office the next morning, everyone was already whispering about Nora’s sudden termination. It was almost laughable how quickly people turned on each other when the tide shifted. Just yesterday, Nora had walked these halls with her head held high, basking in her self-importance. But now? She was gone.And no one—not even her so-called friends—seemed particularly upset about it.As I made my way toward my office, I passed a group of employees huddled near the breakroom, their voices hushed but their excitement barely contained. They weren’t exactly subtle.“Did you hear? They kicked her out first thing in the morning.”“I heard she didn’t even get a chance to pack her things—security escorted her out.”“Well, that’s what happens when you mess with the wrong people.”A small smirk tugged at my lips. I had expected the whispers, but the sheer enthusiasm behind them was amusing. It wasn’t just about her affair with Mr. Galla
RichardThe morning sun slipped through the curtains, warm and soft on my face. I turned over slowly and saw Emilia curled up beside me, still asleep. Her breathing was soft, calm. I smiled a little and brushed a strand of hair away from her face.“Emilia,” I said gently, my voice low. “It’s morning.”She stirred but didn’t open her eyes. “Just five more minutes,” she whispered, pulling the blanket closer.I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “We have that meeting this morning with the partners.”She groaned lightly and rolled onto her back. “I know. I didn’t forget. I just feel… off.”That made me pause. “Off? What do you mean?”She opened her eyes slowly. “Like I’m gonna be sick. I feel lightheaded too. Probably just tired. Or maybe it’s the food from last night.”I sat up and placed a hand on her forehead. She didn’t feel hot, but I didn’t like how pale she looked. “You should rest,” I said. “Don’t push yourself. I can go without you.”“But—”“No buts,” I said firmly. “I’
JaydenThe second our plane landed in Miami, I let out a long sigh and stretched my legs under the cramped seat."Finally," I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck.The flight had felt like it lasted forever. Sitting in economy didn’t help either. My knees were squashed the entire time, and no matter how I shifted, I couldn’t get comfortable. Every time I looked over at Nora, hoping she'd say something or even glance my way, she acted like I wasn’t even there.She had her earbuds in, reading some thick novel with a serious face, like we weren’t on the same row, like we hadn’t shared a million memories.I leaned in slightly, trying again.“Hey, are you gonna ignore me the whole trip?” I asked, keeping my voice low.She didn’t even take her eyes off the page.“I’m reading, Jayden,” she replied flatly.“I can see that,” I said, chuckling awkwardly. “You’ve been reading since takeoff.”“That’s because I don’t want to talk.”I sat back and shook my head. “Unbelievable.”Once we got off the
RichardThe morning sun slipped through the curtains, warm and soft on my face. I turned over slowly and saw Emilia curled up beside me, still asleep. Her breathing was soft, calm. I smiled a little and brushed a strand of hair away from her face.“Emilia,” I said gently, my voice low. “It’s morning.”She stirred but didn’t open her eyes. “Just five more minutes,” she whispered, pulling the blanket closer.I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “We have that meeting this morning with the partners.”She groaned lightly and rolled onto her back. “I know. I didn’t forget. I just feel… off.”That made me pause. “Off? What do you mean?”She opened her eyes slowly. “Like I’m gonna be sick. I feel lightheaded too. Probably just tired. Or maybe it’s the food from last night.”I sat up and placed a hand on her forehead. She didn’t feel hot, but I didn’t like how pale she looked. “You should rest,” I said. “Don’t push yourself. I can go without you.”“But—”“No buts,” I said firmly. “I’
JaydenThe second our plane landed in Miami, I let out a long sigh and stretched my legs under the cramped seat."Finally," I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck.The flight had felt like it lasted forever. Sitting in economy didn’t help either. My knees were squashed the entire time, and no matter how I shifted, I couldn’t get comfortable. Every time I looked over at Nora, hoping she'd say something or even glance my way, she acted like I wasn’t even there.She had her earbuds in, reading some thick novel with a serious face, like we weren’t on the same row, like we hadn’t shared a million memories.I leaned in slightly, trying again.“Hey, are you gonna ignore me the whole trip?” I asked, keeping my voice low.She didn’t even take her eyes off the page.“I’m reading, Jayden,” she replied flatly.“I can see that,” I said, chuckling awkwardly. “You’ve been reading since takeoff.”“That’s because I don’t want to talk.”I sat back and shook my head. “Unbelievable.”Once we got off the
EmiliaI stepped into the hotel room—or suite, or whatever it was called—and my jaw almost dropped. The place was insane. Big wasn’t even the word. It was stunning. The kind of room you only see in magazines or movies. The floor was all marble, so shiny I could probably see my reflection if I looked down long enough. Right in the center of the ceiling, this massive chandelier hung down like it belonged in a palace. It sparkled like stars were trapped inside it.The walls were spotless and smooth, painted in this soft cream color that made the gold decorations pop even more. Every little thing in that room looked expensive. Even the handles on the drawers and cupboards—they weren’t just metal, they looked like real gold. I didn’t know if they were, but still, they had that kind of shine.I walked into the bedroom and paused right at the door. It was beautiful. The bed was huge—like, you could roll around for hours and still not fall off. The sheets were bright white and looked so fr
RichardIt was already afternoon when our plane touched down in Miami. The flight had been smooth and peaceful.Emilia and I were now sitting in the back of a sleek black SUV, cruising through the city streets.She was sitting quietly next to me, her head turned toward the window as she stared outside in awe.I couldn’t help but smile as I watched her eyes light up and her mouth fall slightly open with every tall palm tree or colorful building we passed."First time in Miami?" I asked, leaning a little closer to her with a grin.She didn’t take her eyes off the window when she answered. "First time anywhere, to be honest."I raised an eyebrow. "Really? You’ve never been out of the city before?"She shook her head and let out a small laugh. "Nope. Never had the chance.""Wow," I said, genuinely surprised. "Well, I’m glad your first trip is with me then."She turned her head and looked at me, smiling. Then she suddenly smacked me lightly on the arm. "You didn’t tell me you had a freakin
EmiliaI took the elevator and made my way up to my office. Just as I was about to walk in, my secretary stood up from her desk and gently stepped in front of me."Excuse me, Mrs. Kane," she said, holding a small tablet in her hand. "You have a new schedule today."I stopped, slightly confused. "What new schedule? I thought I was done for the day."She tapped quickly on her tablet, her eyes scanning the screen. "There's an impromptu board meeting. I just got the update. It’s scheduled for 1 PM."I glanced at the clock on the wall behind her. It was already 12:50."1 PM? That’s in ten minutes," I said, raising an eyebrow. "Do you know who called the meeting?"She typed a bit more, then looked up. "It was... Mrs. Smith."I didn’t even try to hide the frown that formed on my face. "Of course it was," I muttered.Without another word, I turned around and headed into my office to grab a file and straighten up. I didn’t want to give Elena the satisfaction of seeing me caught off guard.---
EmiliaDinner last night was a disaster. I was attacked by Richard's mum and that smug called Elena, head on.Even Richard's cousin Jacob insulted me. I wonder why his family decided to pick on me, even suggested that my child isn't his. What the hell??Last night was an absolute disaster, A full-on nightmareBut like every bad dream, the morning always comes. And when it does, I shake it off. I move on.I knew what Emelda and Elena were trying to do. Their plan was clever, I'll give them that but it was very petty. They wanted to humiliate me, to make me feel small, like I didn’t belong. They might have gottento me last night but I wasn’t going to let it stick. I wasn’t going to let two bored women with too much time on their hands ruin my peace.Not after everything I’ve been through.I wasn’t going to let any of them see me flinch. So today, I made sure to look like I was glowing.I wore a sleek, fitted dress , black, simple, elegant. My heels clicked confidently on the floor as I
RichardHer expression shifted for a moment. It was small, barely noticeable, but I caught it. There was something in her eyes. A flicker of hesitation, maybe even discomfort. She opened her mouth to say something but paused, like she was trying to find the right words. That told me everything I needed to know. This wasn’t just a casual chat.Nora had never been the type to hesitate. She was sharp, always composed. So seeing her like this—unsure, quiet, almost nervous—was new. And it made me curious.I hadn’t spoken to her in a long time. The last time we saw each other... things were complicated, to say the least. We hadn’t parted on bad terms, but there was unfinished business, words left unsaid. Now here she was again, standing in front of me, looking like she had something important to say.“I just...” She stopped and looked down briefly, then back at me. “I wanted to catch up, Richard.”Her voice was softer than usual, but it was still steady. She forced a small smile, though it