Lahat ng Kabanata ng He's My First: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Emma POV A lot has happened since I started high school. I was an innocent, shy confused girl but I had matured. I was flourishing, thriving and most important I was happy. Apart from Tristan's despicable behaviour on New Year's Eve, I had forgiven him for it, I didn't forget though, I was still angry and upset but I loved him and I wasn't sure what to do. Months had passed and all I did was put on a show for the world to see. It felt like I was pretending to be happy with Tristan and I couldn't shake off the feeling. In the final year, I started becoming more popular being a cheerleader, Tristan's girlfriend and being at the top of my class. I even started writing a story about the life of cheerleaders and I sent it to a publishing company and they loved it. News spread about it like wildfire around the school. I went to all of Tristan's games and I supported my friends in every fundraiser they had, so they could raise money for college. I had a memorial party in honour of Crissy,

Emma Pov Her lips on mine felt weird, but I couldn't find the strength to pull away from her. I gripped gently onto her hair while she slid her hand slowly, up my dress, cupping my ass. It was at that moment I jumped back to reality, "Woah, Um, this is different," I said as I pulled away. "Yes, I'm sure this is not what you were expecting from me but um, did you like it though? How do uhh, my lips taste on yours?" She asked smiling confidently. "It was surprisingly, good but I don't know how I feel about doing it again, it was intriguing," I told her backing away from her, a little. My heart was still pounding and my panties felt wet. What the heck was happening? I've never kissed a girl before and to be honest I think that I liked it. "I'm sorry if I startled you a bit. I've had you on my mind for quite some time and it has been the absolute worst seeing you go back and forth with Tristan, knowing that I was right here to treat you right. It's been hard controlling my urges and

Emma Pov I sat on my couch with a glass of wine, from the bottle Mr Moretti gave me, in my right hand and my phone in my left. The wine tasted divine and I wanted more. Wine has been a go-to since my life was now a rollercoaster. Two weeks had passed since Victoria made me her girlfriend. I bought at least three bottles of wine that I drank in between Mr Moretti's because I did not want it to finish in one gulp. The relationship between Victoria and I was not clicking as I thought it would. One kiss and I was head over heels for her. That question kept coming up, what was wrong with me? I missed Tristan, my heart ached for him. Everything happened so suddenly, one minute I was in love the next I was drooling in tears and then I was kissing my female friend. I wanted a step back from the choices I made recently so I told Victoria I needed some time to rethink our relationship, if it was truly one. She said she understood and left me to myself. Scrolling through I*******m I noticed

Emma Pov"I, my dear am the Head of the Moretti Family, a Mafia well-known in Italy. I didn't lie when I said I did sales because I do, currently the details of that are unnecessary. Tonight I met up with an important client who wanted to do business with me but he happened to have traitors amongst his men. Well it may seem that way, I'm having my men get information for me." Mr Moretti explained. "I should be shocked to hear all of this but I'm not. My rollercoaster of life won't let me be this gullible." I sighed.We entered a large, white, glistening room filled with luxurious cars. "I'm giving you the Range, which should not be too flashy." He opened a glass cabinet on the wall, took a key and handed it to me."You're casually giving me a Range Rover like it's nothing, okay? Welcome to my life." I spoke sarcastically."Let us head back up and let me show you to the room you will be staying in tonight. You will soon meet Mrs Daniel, she will attend to your needs." He was cold but

Tristan PovI paced my Uncle's office as I tried formulating a plan to get Emma back to me.It had been months since that fucking fool came up to me at my mum's New Year's Eve party. Demanding that he fucking wanted Emma. It played in my mind over and over again. "You there, you seem like a good fellow," Nicholas walked up to me as I stood outside admiring Emma on the dance floor.I raised a brow, wondering who the hell he was. "I'm going to tell you this as nicely as I can and only say this once. You are going to leave Emma. She is mine now." The tall, slender but bulked-up man stated with a lot of fucking confidence.My nose flared up and my body started boiling. What the fuck was he blabbering about. "Who the fuck are you calling yours, like hell imma give you my girl!" I sized him up, he was only about one foot taller than me."You don't have a good ear, I said I'll only say this once." He lifted his shirt to the right, revealing a silver Glock-45 gun stuck at the side of his wa