Emilia Peyton“ I want you to carry my child.” Emilia looked at Liam, with an unpleasant expression. Unsure of what she just heard, she asked.“ What?” Her brows creased as Liam repeated the same words he had said earlier making them more audible this time around.“ I want you to carry my Child Emilia.” He repeated unfazed moving closer to her once again.This was something he did a lot. Her body wasn’t a magnet for Christ’s sake.Emilia looked at him like he had grown two heads. How could he ask such a thing from her? She was still processing the fact that she was now a married woman, now he wanted a child? She watched silently as Liam looked at her, waiting for a reply. His eyes carrying seriousness, almost like he hoped she would agree to it. She certainly would not!“ No.” She stated flatly, trying to push him away but was failing woefully.What is his body made up of? Iron? Hmph“ No?” His eyes never leaving hers.“ No!” She repeated a little louder this time. Why was he acti

Third Person POVLiam watched as Emilia closed her eyes, obviously sleeping. He marveled at how beautiful and peaceful she looked. He gently picked her up from the chair and took her to the mini bedroom so that she could sleep properly. He was sure she was going to have a strain by the time she woke up if he had left her in that position. It pained him to know that she was going through so much mental stress because of him but he had no choice. He had to keep her safe and to do that he needed to have her close to him and her leaving everyday to Peyton Incorporation, which was two hours away from their house every single day would be a great risk. One he couldn’t take. She was probably the strongest woman he had ever met but you can’t fight against what you know nothing about. He knew something she didn’t. The truth about her parents death. But that would be a story for later, right now, Liam was looking forward to spending a lovely honeymoon with his wife. He hoped that they could m

Emilia Peyton“ Let me show you the suite. Our best at the moment.” The manager said leading them.She felt Liam place his hands on her waist as they walked. She could feel her body heat up from the contact while Liam remained calm.“ What are you doing?” She whispered not wanting the manager to hear the argument that was about happening.“ Walking.” He answered with an eye roll.She could see that he was walking. It was very obvious.“ You’re holding me Liam. Why?” She asked returning the eye roll. “ You’re my wife Emilia, we’ve had this discussion before and whether you like it or not you are. We got married in front of the whole world and now we’re on our honeymoon. Do tell me, what married couple comes to a honeymoon acting like strangers... None so deal with it love.” He replied not giving her space to object. She opened her mouth to speak only to close it again after realising that once again, he was right.She already knew that they would have a lot of acting to do here i

Hello Readers.I would like to sincerely apologize for the abrupt halt in the update schedule of Emilia. Due to some reasons I couldn't write but I would like to assure you that those reasons have been taken care of and from tomorrow, the 12th of January, Emilia will resume unfailingly with it's usual schedule of three chapters per week. We still have a really long way to go and I would love to journey with you guysThanks to those that messaged me privately to check up on me, I'm alright now you guys.I love you guys so much 💜.Though it's coming Late, Merry Christmas in Arrears and Happy New Year lovelies 😍😍Vee0522.

Emilia Peyton “Mum. She..” Liam tries to say but his words seem to be stuck in his throat. My own heart had started beating at an uneven pace. I was praying earnestly in my heart that nothing happened to Lucia. “Talk to me.” I say, my hands going over to his. He was panicking at the moment, it wasn’t a pleasant sight. “She collapsed, Emilia. Hailey took her to the hospital and the doctor said that she might not make it.” He said. It was like a weight was dropped in my heart as I felt it sink. My hands immediately went up to my mouth, shocked my the news I had just heard. No, not Lucia. “We should go.” I tell him, walking over to the closet to get a few clothes. “Liam!” I yell. He was so out of it and I could tell that it was because of the terrible news about his mother but he needed to get it together. “I’ll be out in a few minutes. Get your things ready. We’re leaving.” I tell him as head for the bathroom to take a quick shower. We needed to be back at Liam’s house before th