-Brie/Althea-I decided to do some reading in the park nearby. After the meeting with Emmet, I know that he deserves to get the contract. But what I couldn’t forget was when Abby asked him why he chose Moonlight. “Why choose Moonlight?”A smile appeared on his lips as he replied. “Because I want to be the light for those in the dark.”It was not just because of the answer that he had given me. It was also because of how he looked directly at the camera as if he were looking at me. It was as if he were telling me those exact words. I couldn’t help but shake my head with a smile on my lips as I remember the way his eyes twinkled with that beautiful smile that he showed me. “I hope that the reason you’re smiling is because you’re thinking of me,” I froze, because I know that voice very well. It was the same voice I had been playing on repeat when I went to my bathroom with my fingers between my legs as I pleasure myself. I looked up only to be blinded by the sunlight that passed th
-Emmet-I flew back to the place that felt more like home to me than the one I had back in the States. I know that I should be focusing on my business, but now that I am flying towards her, I couldn’t help but think about her. I had never felt anything like this before. And I never got hung up on any woman before. Except for the woman I met at that masquerade party. The woman who made the other woman I’ve been with meant nothing. That fucking them didn’t even do anything for me. I mean my dick would get hard but I wouldn’t be able to get through, leaving me with a painful case of blueballs. But all of that ended with Althea. She gave me something that the silver girl gave me, and so much more. I know that the silver girl gave me her virginity. And I was thankful for that. But Althea gave me hope. The hope is that I could be a better person than I am today. I love her sexy lips, just as much as I love it around my cock. I love the sound of her voice just as much as I love to hear
-Brie-It’s been days since he left. Days since I had been staring at his calling card, thinking whether I should send him a message or not. Ralph said that he had a serious conversation with him. And he felt like there was really a connection between us. But he also warned me that we still don’t know him that well. He asked if I wanted to do a background check on Emmet which I declined because I didn’t feel that was the right thing to do. I hate doing those kinds of things because it’s invasive to someone’s privacy. I still preferred the old-fashioned way of getting to know each other. For me, if someone decided to tell you their whole truth, it only means that you are special to them. That was what I was hoping for with Emmet. That I would be enough for him to show me who he really was. My phone rang, and when I saw who it was, it made me smile. “Princess,” Abby said breathlessly. “I’m so sorry for calling back so late.” “Not a problem, Abby, I wasn’t even busy,” I replied.
-Emmet-The next day, Hector’s accident was all over the news. He came from a party and got into a car accident. Sending him to surgery, and several broken bones. And not only that, he was caught drunk driving, which would give him a record with the law. I know that he could do everything to lessen the sentence, but since his father was running in the upcoming election. They need to show the people that the law isn’t above everyone. Tony is a brilliant artist. I don’t know how he did it, but nothing was traceable to us. I thought everything was fine until I received a phone call from my sister. “Did you do it?” She asked.“Did what?” I asked, denying her question even though I knew very well what she was referring to.“Tell me you didn’t do it.” The panic in her voice was evident, but her anger was louder. “I didn’t do anything,” I lied. “I don’t even know what you’re talking about.” Now, it’s my voice that’s rising. I love my sister, but sometimes I hate how she knows me so well
-Emmet-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, suicide, etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. Just as Garrett said, someone was waiting for me at the airport. The driver never said a word, just rushed me to the hospital that Vincent’s grandmother owns. I went straight to the special VIP floor where Vincent and Tony were waiting. “You need to calm down,” Vincent said in a low voice. “How the fuck should I calm down?” I asked furiously, but still trying my best to keep my voice low. “By thinking about the effect this has on your sister,” Vincent replied in his non-negotiable voice. “If you keep being a hot-headed teenager and keep on lashing out at her instead of letting her know that you have her back. You would lose her.” I looked at Vincent, and I knew that what he said was nothing but a warning. I know that I make fuck up decision most of the times but that does
-Emmet-I rushed as soon as I finished talking to Ems. I wasn’t even able to say goodbye to Althea because I was in a hurry. I hope that she will understand me. I asked Peter for her number, but he forgot his phone and didn’t have it memorized. Typical brother, I don’t know what I’d do if I lost Ems’ number. “Please let her contact me,” I said to Peter as I handed him my calling card. I know that this isn’t the proper way to tell the woman you like so much to call you back, but I was in a rush. I need to make sure that Ems is alright. “Please tell her, I will wait for her call, and let me know how much the repair costs. I will make sure to send the payment.” Peter nodded as he took my card. But I hate nodding. I want to hear answers. “Would you do that for me?” I asked, and Peter looked at me as he stopped for the red light. “Can I ask you a question?” He asked, turning to face me. “A man-to-man honest conversation.” “Hit it,” I replied. I am a lot of things, but if the brother