Novel & Cerita Emily 18

My mind spun like a loaded chamber. “What about Emery?” he asked finally. “You going to tell her everything?” “She already knows too much.” “That’s not an answer.” I stared out the window. “The truth would break her.” “Or make her stronger.” I didn’t respond. Because deep down, I knew Dante was right. ** Back at the penthouse, I found Emery sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone. The headlines were brutal. From Victim to Vixen: Emery Sinclair’s Rapid Rise in High Society

HER RETURN [ Mission find daddy for mummy] Diana D. Chapter 66: Striking resemblance " Mama, can Aunty Emily take us to the park later since you would be going out for work? " Brelle pouted, and I almost smacked her mouth to keep quiet. It's been two days, and Emilia has refused to leave my house, not like I wanted her to leave anyways, but she is still here because she's curreny on the run, from her newly wedded groom__ Ace.

she exclaimed, reminiscent of a spoiled princess. Well, she certainly fits the bill of a princess, doesn't she? With a hint of interest in her reaction towards me, I chose to withhold my displeasure, opting instead to observe silently. "Miss, I'll fetch some water immediately to clean the stain," one of the attendants offered. Standing beside Emily were approximately five young women, unmistakably her servants, which was obvious from their attire. The presence of more than two servants confirmed my suspicion that she was indeed a pampered girl of around 16 to 18 years old.

Myka smelled the same as she did four years ago. “I always asked Malina to take showers while using this brand of jasmine-scented shower gels. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep with her otherwise,” Sirius whispered into her ear. “Emily is really similar to you. The moment I saw her, I knew I was done for. I was never able to hold back from approaching those who looked like you. “Emily is much more virtuous than you are. She’s only nineteen years old and was a virgin when I first slept with her. Do you know how I felt when I slept with her? The satisfaction made me feel as if I finally got the woman I wanted the most.

Flashback 17— Emily stepped back, glaring at Lexi, her fingers tightening around the hem of her dress. "What did I expect from a spoiled brat like you? You don't appreciate anything I have done for you. Yes! We are two years apart—you are eighteen and I'm twenty—but that still gives me the right to tell you what's best!" she shouted, and Lexi fired back.

she pouted. “Why?” “He—” Just then, the door flew open and Emily appeared behind it. “Uhm… I didn't mean to interrupt,” she started, her eyes doe eyed as she slowly stepped into the room. “Talk about the bịxch. What is she doing here,” princess Sheila jeered, jumping to her feet. “Okay, I'm not here to make trouble, princess Sheila. I’m only here to make friends,” Emily said sweetly. “Friends?” Princess Sheila scoffed. “You think I'm Damon or a member of Redmoon pack? That I'd fall for fake batting eyelashes and deceptive sweet voice?”

Emily smiles mischievously, lighting her pale face up with a cheeky glow. Emily was always very secretive about her business affairs. At first, I thought that was a vampire thing, but I soon realized Emily had never lacked money, but she also never flaunted it. The rest of us were all broke or pretending to be. I had the feeling she didn’t want us to feel uncomfortable about that. After just over 350 years of existence, I knew that Emily had figured out how to thrive in her constantly changing world and stay under the radar; she learned that one the hard way a long time ago. She’s brilliant and cunning but also loyal and compassionate. A hunch tells me she’s the owner here.

I wondered if her eyes would be as brown as mine or blue like someone else's, I wondered what else was growing and what was changing but it didn't bother me as much because no matter how she turned out she would always be my Estel. I laid on my side and the pictures of all things flickered in my mind. That picture and the necklace I never really ask what happened to Emilie’s father. Or how it happened or what’s their age difference. I knew Emily was on the older side but she was a herbalist and I knew she would take some root in the morning obviously to make her look younger or keep her healthier and wolves do not age as fast as humans. We leave for hundreds of years unless we are killed so

Lucy said. She? “ She? Who is it Lucy?” Liam says as he tries to rack his brain. It can’t be Hailey, she wasn’t in Canada. So who? Apart from his mother and his sister, Hailey, he didn’t have much women in his life. “ It’s Emilia Peyton sir and she’s already here. Do I send her in now or later, although I doubt she’ll want to wait.” Lucy says. Liam is in shock for about ten seconds, reason being that he never imagined that Emilia would come to see him. It was still too early.

Lady Emily Moore, who was known as Emily by her friends or Emmy by Lady Rebecca Davis, was looking outside the traveling carriage that she was taking to the East route. She was breathing in the country air for a long time as the sea can be heard and it was tasted in the air. Emily could not be happier.