Novel & Cerita Subaru X Emilia

Alaric noticed, his sharp gaze locking onto us, but Emilia shot him a smirk over her shoulder before pulling me outside. “Em—” “Nope. No questions. Just trust me,” she cut in, already opening the door of Alaric’s car. “Get in.” I slid into the passenger seat, the night air cool against my heated skin. “Where are we going?” She grinned as she started the engine. I didn’t even want to know how she got the keys of his car. “Somewhere that doesn’t reek of fake smiles and expensive cologne.” We drove in comfortable silence, the city lights fading as we headed toward the coast. When Emilia finally pulled up near a secluded stretch of beach, I let out a surprised laugh. “You took me to the ocean?”

Like beautiful mannequins that had learned to speak. “Everyone, meet Emery,” Eleanor announced like she was presenting evidence. “Killian's... choice.” A man who looked like an older, softer version of Killian rose from his chair. “Richard Sinclair,” he said, offering his hand. “Killian's father.” “I have said this countless times, I will prefer you say stepfather,” Killian murmured. “Same thing,” Richard replied, but his eyes said otherwise. “Emery.” I shook his hand, noting how quickly he let go. “Nice to meet you.”

Emilia sat in Julian's car, her hands tightly intertwined. The message of Elena burned on her phone. The air in the car was thick with tension. Julian drove silently, the jaw muscles tightened. His hand lay on her Thighs, firm, possessive. “She doesn’t bluff,” he said. “Elena still has contacts. If she sends evidence to your father...” Emilia closed her eyes. “Then everything is over. He'll destroy you. And me

Michael Larson from the therapist department asked Celestina who was preoccupied with her thoughts. Leon Sebastian answered on behalf of Celestina, her acted boyfriend, "The decision of his approval will come from the Chairwoman." He’s a psychiatrist. Meanwhile, Aleja's hand was sticking out of his window while he was driving the black Ford. He was wearing a white long polo shirt rolled up to his elbows, dark slacks, and black shoes that were very shiny. “I’m excited to meet your stepmom and your stepbrother. What will be their reaction after knowing you are coming back? Damn." Kendrick, his sidekick, muttered in a soft chuckle: "I can't get my d*ck to calm down due to my excitement."

Emiliana nodded, her bright smile filled with expectation. “No secrets though.” She demanded. “No secrets.” I agreed, smiling again before pressing my lips to hers because I would never get enough of her. In one quick motion, I took her by the hand and led her towards the parked car on the other side of the park. Her eyes seemed to light up as unexpectedly as she surveyed the blacked-out SUV. Emiliana hesitated as I opened the door for her, I could tell she was fighting back the flashbacks that haunted her from time to time.

They parted from her in peace. She stood there and watched them looking morose until they disappeared. *** In the evening, after many adventures of merrymaking pleasure, they returned home happy, but it seemed that Emilia had arrived a moment sooner. Esther peered through the window and noticed a red Benz which resembled Emilia's parked in the yard. However, she wasn't sure of her instinct because she hadn't seen the number plate. Suddenly, fear seized her and she asked Simon, "Is that your mom's car, love?" Esther asked

Even after knowing that they were not his own he considered them to be his and he had made sure that he could live up to the name that he had been bestowed with. Selena showed Cara the villa and then said,” I will show you the gallery that I have here for my collection just before we will go to the luncheon. You might not know but our Emilia is a designer and she is marvelous with colour palettes. I mean the things that she can do with fabrics….you should once talk to her and visit her boutique if you go and visit London.” “Oh is she? I did not know that. Xavier has told me a lot about Ramon and his wife and child but I did not know that she was a designer.”

Sunny greets her curtly with a handshake but she swats her hand away and pulls her into a tight hug causing me to laugh at Sunny’s shocked expression. Emilia sighs. “Come on let’s go.” We drive to Emilia’s manor located at the coast side, It was huge and beautiful with vines crawling on the walls of the gate, there was a fountain in the middle of the compound. “Wow, you have a beautiful home.” I say in awe as we step into the living room. It had this rustic, cozy look to it that just made me automatically comfortable. Baby Luca squeals and waddles over to Emilia’s leg. He had grown much more than the last time I saw him.

“Laura? Emilia’s mom is a hybrid’s daughter, same with Emilia and Lilian with…” “Lilian?” I creased my brows, not understanding where she was driving out. First it was Emery, now Lilian… “I found out that Laura, Emilia’s mom, is Lilian's mother, and Emery isn’t her daughter…” “What??”

That’s when Julio approached again. “We’ve found something.” Lucien turned. Julio handed him a tablet. A grainy photo, taken from street footage near one of Catalina’s old clubs on the south side. A black SUV. Emilia’s scarf, crimson silk, caught in the back door before it shut. “Timestamp’s from two hours ago,” Julio said. “We’re tracing the plates, but it’s dirty. No hits yet.” Lucien stared at the screen. That single thread of red silk. His stomach twisted.