Все главы Reclaimed Heart: Глава 1 - Глава 10

Emma’s POVThe look Irene had on her face was one of confusion, as she waited in anticipation for me to tell what was going on.“You would not believe this!” I exclaimed, still reeling from excitement.“We just got an offer to plan the senator's nephew's wedding.”“No way!” Irene shouted.“That's like the biggest event to ever come across us.”“I know right,” then I paused.“Come to think of it, how is it possible that we got selected to carry out this event? I mean there are lots of planners out there, most of them more qualified than I am.”Irene was not into any of that.“Now is not the time to think, Emma, we should be on our feet planning the biggest event of the year.”I exhaled happily,“You are right, get the team ready, we have a lot of work to do, I am so happy, with this, we will be recognized in the country. What a good way to compensate me for having a bad date.”I had everyone in my office work round the clock, this was a challenge for me, the biggest challenge I have ev

Emma’s POV“A blank cheque, are you out of your mind?” I shouted at him, slipping him back the cheque.Whatever game he is up to, I am not just willing to play.“Come on Emma, your work deserves good pay, this is for you to write whatever you want, any amount, and it's all yours.”I slapped my hands on the table,“I am not some charity case Jason,and I don't need you to rise up the social ladder. I can see you already do well for yourself, there is no need to flaunt it in my face, I am not interested.”He gave a sigh.“I only propose an opportunity, but I see you haven't changed much. Still proud, instead of making a name on your price, which I know you wouldn't. How about I give you five million dollars for the job, excluding whatever expenses might accrue.”I almost jumped out of my chair at the mention of such an incredulous amount that's over twice of what I got from the wedding. It was really tempting, but I didn't want to appear so desperate.It was indeed a huge offer I couldn'

Emma’s POVI knew he felt the tension I was feeling too, it was hard not to feel it. I took bits of the cookies and avoided his gaze generally, the meeting had gone in the right ways. I would be able to get the business to the next steps and maybe have some more cash to help my father through.But those were not the thoughts on my mind, I could feel his own gaze boring into me when he said something about the tea, I responded absentmindedly and picked up the cup, racing my way through the content. I just wanted to leave.“There, are you satisfied?” I asked him as I replaced the mug on its saucer, my anger showing its face as it made a noise. I did not miss his smug smile, but for some reasons I wanted to erase the smirk off his face.Without saying another word, I picked up my bag and headed for the door, I was angry and I knew he could see that. Before I could get to the door he was behind me.“Emma, wait,” his voice was calm, how could he be so relaxed? “When will you begin?” He ask

Jason’s POV“Stop staring at me. I can feel your eyes boring into my head,” Emma finally said and I chuckled, not pretending to stop. I enjoyed watching her, throughout the whole ride she had refused to say a word and even when I initiated conversations I met a stubborn silence, so I settled for the next best thing after hearing her speak. Watching her.Her whole carriage and gestures were familiar but still intriguing. “You don’t have to worry about that, we’re here already,” I responded as we got to the hotel, it was the socialite’s favorite party spot. If it wasn’t a garden party or a poolside event it was always this hotel. I looked at her, hoping to see a new brand of emotion but she was staring at me.“I can’t believe you actually dressed me up in the same color you were using. You're a scheming cow!” She said through her teeth and I laughed, it was the only thing I could do. “I didn’t know about it. My stylist is to be blamed,” I responded and she wasn’t buying it. “What?”“W

Emma’s POVI wasn’t hearing anything he was saying again, the drink was fianlly taking its toll and my head was a maze of unorganized thoughts. Why was he so handsome under the light? Why were we all alone in the hallway? Why was I seeing double?“Are you still with me Emma?” He asked me. He looked frustrated and conflicted. I nodded and held his arms for support. “Not everyday a lady finds out she has a hotel named after her by her creepy ex. Why would you do that?” I asked him, my words coming out as a blur. His hands remained folded over his chest, he was staring at me like I was some disobedient child. “I just explained it to you. I think you’re drunk. Come in and let us talk.”“No! I still don’t want to speak to you. I want to go home,” I mumbled, clutching my coat tighter around me. I heard him groan and I could hear the annoyance in his tone but I didn’t care. I never told him of the pain I had gone through after his epic ditching, so he would definitely have to deal with a d