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" Not me, idiot. My fiance."Emma couldn't get those words out of her mind frame no matter how hard she tried. She was no doubt an idiot. Colton made a total fool of her. How did she not know he was two timing? It was becoming clear that she was apparently the only one who believed they had something. She remembered all the excuses, apologies and multiple scandals which somehow managed to be a misunderstanding and misinterpretation of the events.There was even one which linked him and Talia together but she was thrown off by his words at the time." How could you even think I'd do that to you. Talia? Really? " He had said with a voice that portrayed both hurt and anger for her even thinking so low of him and abruptly hung up.Emma recalled the events that followed and how he broke all contact with her until she had to sneak to his place at night, spend the entire night alone and meet him in the early hours of the morning, drunk and smelling of cheap perfume.She could tell he'd been
Emma was entranced. Her eyes were trained on the activity going on before her and she didn't know how to feel. What could she say to this?She'd been standing by the door for sometime now and there was still no sign of stopping or realization about her presence from the copulating duo before her.Wasn't he engaged to Talia? How could he do this great wickedness towards her as his proposed wife? At that moment, things became clearer to her. Emma, in those few seconds of silence, understood that nothing could keep a man who didn't want to be kept.All the while, a part of her was brewing thoughts of what she might have done wrong to push him into the hands of Talia, if she did something wrong during their relationship that made him give up on what they had.She had never seen things from the perspective of one looking in. She'd never seen the fact that he wasn't the man she'd hoped for him to be. He wasn't a one-woman man. He didn't do commitments. That fact was now clear as day.It did
" I don't even know why I bothered engaging in this stupidity. Give me the keys to my studio." Emma demanded, sporting a disgusted countenance." What studio?" Colton tried to understand what she was getting at but came up blank." Oh help me God, I'm about to kill some–" Emma grumbled underneath her breath before being cut off by him." You meet the apartment I funded so you could go about your little business? " He asked with a knowing smirk, happy that he could finally regain his stand. He had almost forgotten that little piece of information." Yes.. I believe you have a spare key belonging to me, so kindly hand it over while I'm being nice." " Now why would I do that? Last I checked you had a copy of the keys too. " Colton inserted his hands in his pockets. He was getting tired of their exchange." Because giving you those keys isn't safe anymore. Your, dare I say, adorable fiance is getting her hands on by designs and I need it to stop." She said with clenched teeth and wonderi
" Find her and keep her till I tell you otherwise. I don't want mistakes." Mrs Steele said to the other end of the line, only hanging up after receiving an affirmation of her instruction. Without further Ado, she headed out of her connecting restroom and into her office. Talia was seated, tapping her feet on the floorboards, awaiting her arrival." Took you long enough. I've been thinking about the best way to get back at Emma but I can't seem to think about anything else, other than those darned designs of her harlot mother. What do you think? Do I have room for one more design for my latest collection?" Talia's smile could only be described as evil. Her mother's heart skipped a beat upon hearing her idea. She couldn't help but acknowledge her daughter as one of the greatest masterminds she was fortunate to come across in her lifetime other than herself." Brilliant! You never cease to amaze me, darling." She cooed with a crooked smile and dark glint. " I think that would be the pe
" Tell me? Are you that desperate to lose the empire?" Asher pondered over his mother's question on his way to the office. There was an emergency shareholders meeting scheduled of which he planned to grace the event with his much needed presence.Recently, there's been a surge of rumors gaining momentum in Braxton international which he believed gave head to the unplanned meeting scheduled for the day.Asher repeatedly tapped his fingers on his lap, desperately trying to reel in the anger he was feeling. After his mother's bold statement, he'd simply walked out of the house without a single word.Despite the many colorful words thrown at him for his apparent nonchalance and alleged unseriousness, he curtailed his anger and focused on the more important things.He needed to once again reinstate his power as the CEO of Braxton international and literally itched to get some basic things addressed before things went out of hand.Asher soon arrived at the office and with gallant strides,
" Excuse me, what's going on? Let me through." Emma said, pushing to the front of the crowd. " Oh my God, I think she's the owner, I saw her not too long ago entering that room." A woman said loudly, making the rest of the people look at her with pity.Emma was undeterred. She finally got to the front of her door with slight ease after the announcement and suddenly felt like collapsing on the floor. She couldn't believe her eyes.Without a word, she took shaky steps into the entrance of her broken studio and swept through the remains of what was supposed to be the home of her most prized and personal designs.The room was damaged beyond repair, starting from the dismantled doors to the torn couch, overthrown table and chairs, including the stands which held her designs. Rather, the stands which previously held her designs.Now, everything was dismantled and destroyed into a gigantic heap of nothing. Everything was destroyed. Emma rushed into the room, headed towards the closet at the
Run!Emma's mind screamed and immediately, she took off in a fast sprint. her heartbeat also sped up when she saw the car draw even closer to her. Why was she being followed? Emma pondered as she ran with all her might. Suddenly, it seemed like the street was getting too long. She couldn't seem to get to the end of the street fast enough.She cursed aloud when she hit her feet on a stone but couldn't stop to attend to the pain. She could tell her feet were going to bruise but her life was of more importance to her. With the string of unfortunate events which has been her life recently, she was convinced that the men behind her weren't good news.Emma looked behind and saw the car moving at a normal pace and was almost close to her with confident looking eyes. She looked ahead and there was no one. It seemed like it was a planned move because the roads felt too empty.Something told her it was just her luck that when she needed help and cover, there was no one. Everything seemed to be
" How was your stay by the garbage? I never pinned you as one who was that dumb. You think you could escape us?" The man said looking into her scared eyes. Emma was dumbfounded. She couldn't believe her ears. If she were to properly dissect his words, it meant that all the while, when she was desperately trying to hide herself and escape from their claws, they were aware of her hideout.They knew where she was and decided to let her think she had gotten away. They let her delude herself into thinking she had an option, like she was in control of her options. Meanwhile, they were in control ever since. They had the original control she'd thought she held.Once again, Emma felt deceived. She had once again gone out of her way to prove how stupid she was. At that moment, she remembered the exact time she stopped hearing their footsteps just a few meters away from her. How they'd receded in their steps and she'd thanked God they didn't come any further.Meanwhile it wasn't like they didn