All Chapters of Seducing My Ex's Brother : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

EMILY POVI shut down my laptop and stood up, sliding my feet into my ankle boot. I put on my coat as I strode out of my office, holding onto my handbag.My heels echoed in the lobby. Everyone has closed for the day hours ago and I would say I'm the last person that would leave the office building. The silence in the office some times make my brains work faster.I heard my phone buzzed from my bag and opened my bag as I slide out my cell phone. Olivia's text flashed again on my phone screen as I hovered the message."Babes, meet me at Le Ciro restaurant by 9pm sharp. You're not going to bail my birthday. Look hot for me!" She sent and my eyes hastily went to my phone clock.It's almost 9 pm"Sure, I'll meet you there," I sent, setting my phone back inside my back.Like as if I knew she was going to pick that restaurant. Thank goodness she messaged me which had serve as a reminder.Olivia loves throwing shades at people she detest. I bet she chose that restaurant so she can flaunt it

I never imagined I'd be stepping my foot into the Sinclair hall, first time stepping my foot into the building. The building was massive, imposing, oppressive and can question if your heels were too loud for the marble floors."Don't look to stiff and smile," Olivia whispered as she tucked her arm into mine. She looked so engrossed in the dressing more like she belonged here. Her hair style,her gown that closed and I'm still thinking if I should have gone with the navy dress instead of the black dress."It feels I'm walking onto a place I wasn't invited into. A movie one can't walk into without auditioning," I whispered, glancing around."You look like one that owns this place." She said, smiling as she faced her front. "You deserve to be here. Let's make this invite useful,"I flashed her smile but I was still nervous. My company had landed a partnership with one of the Sinclair industries subsidiaries but still it felt like I'm stepping into another world, the Sinclair world.Not do

EMILY'S POVThe terrace felt colder as we kept glancing around the hoping to see the person that was watching us but no one."Do you think it's fine for us to be here discussing? What if it was a reporter that was watching us earlier? What if someone comes here and misinterpret things - what you're avoiding," I said, glancing around as I held my arms."Emily---""I'll be leaving first," I muttered, striding inside the ballroom. My conversation with Ethan played on repeat in my mind, every words he said laced with uncertain. He wanted me but his actions are saying the other wise. Not enough to stop choosing silence.I stepped back inside, and people are now dancing, discussing, and laughter floating in the room..I spotted Olivia discussing with some men and I let her focus on her discussion with them. "You okay?" She asked, as soon as she was done with her discussion. Her voice low as she moved closer to me."I'm fine," I smiled, giving her a reassuring nod. She gazed at for a second

EMILY'S POVDays passed since the gala incident but it felt like I have been stuck in a neverending loop of the same moment pressing my chest. I hadn't leave my apartment since the day I got fired at work, not even once.I couldn't bring myself to step out of my house, not after everything that had happened. The incident was on the internet but disappeared after a day it was uploaded but negative comments has been living a free rent in my head since that day.And it wasn't just the accusations of the theft that shattered my life, it was the negative and hate comments I had received. I was being casted as a thief, branded as a criminal but my identity was not disclosed in the scandal.The word thief replayed in my head constantly. The gala, the lies, Camille and then Ethan, the man I had been wrapped up in. The man who had flirted with me, who had been so perfect to me or maybe I thought he was. The accusation broke, he didn't step in to defend me, he didn't call nor text me.It felt l

EMILY'S POVI glanced back to see Ethan's eyes widened, his innocent eyes locked on me with a smirk dancing at the corner of his lips."Your friend?" He asked, leaning forward, clearly entertained by the panic playing on my face."That would have been better," I muttered, facing him, looking up at his height. "It's Camille,"At the sound of her name, he sucked in his lower lip, trying and failing to hide the grin curling at the corner of his lips.Just then her voice broke out. Loud and singatone."I'm here to discuss with you! To apologize!"I froze, my eyeballs shifting.Apologize? Camille?I stared at him, stunned. Her words replayed in my head as it felt like an impossible dream come true to me."Ethan, please hide," I pleaded, grabbing his arm as I pulled straight to my room before he would object. I shoved inside my room and closed the door sharply."Please, I'll send her away quickly," I pleaded, my heart racing.I scanned the living room, the pillow tossed on the floor. A bl