Subaru X Emilia Novels & Stories

Like they were a perfect match, he seem to be jumping from woman to woman, pfft. I couldn’t say a word. I just stared. Richard didn’t speak another word. His eyes didn’t blink. He just looked straight at Serena, his expression unreadable. Elena’s eyes landed on me, and for a moment, her smile widened just a little. “I’ve heard so much about you, Emilia,” she said smoothly. “It’s nice to finally meet.” as she reached out for a handshake. "Emilia Carson, but you already knew that," I said watching her closely while smiling.

I spot him standing a few feet from me leaning on a shiny black Ferari Oh, damn. He's got a new car again. I hang up and walk over to where he is. He grins at me and opens his car door. I get in and he seats behind the wheel. "I haven't seen Lucas for a while." I comment as soon as he starts driving us off. "I gave him week vacation." Emilio replies. "Oh, where are we heading, by the way?" "To my Villa." "Can I ask what for?" He takes his eyes off the road and glances at me.

The laughter of Zoella Facer filled the air as Emma tickled her. They had gone on a mother-and-daughter fun outing that Saturday evening, and Emma had driven her brand-new car she got as a gift from Ezra. It was a red and rich auto mobile from Cin’s car company. It was sleek, and people could see it was bought with a lot of money. The car spoke that just by its presence.

’ Eventually, after standing in the garage and staring at the rows of cars, Emile asked himself, ‘if I were to have my license suspension lifted, which car would I choose to go on a joy ride in? He spotted a red sportscar toward the end of the row he stood next to and walked over to it. The paint had a faint sparkle to it, and the interior appeared to be Italian leather with red stitching to match the outside. The steering wheel had faint discoloration where one’s hands would be, and Emile smirked as he thought to himself, ‘bingo.’ Once done, he left the garage and hid in an empty room nearby to make a quick call on the burner phone to Ben and Isaac.

Katalina “Pecan it is.” Huracio smiled and led us to the car. Stone opened the passenger door for Emilia, while Huracio opened the back seat door for me. All this while, I was in a daze wondering why Emilia would pick Pecan. What game was she playing now? Before entering the car, I tired to catch her gaze, but she didn’t turn around. Once we were on the way, I couldn’t keep still. Huracio held my hand in his lap and was gently rubbing it affectionately. Almost in a sensual way. If Emilia wasn’t there, I would probably be turned on and getting my brain kissed out.

Turning, I sighted a new car and turned to see Calvin also staring at the car. “Emilia. It's her,” Calvin mumbled and walked off while I ambled after him. We got in and of course we found her seated right on the sofa. “Oh look who we have here,” Emilia chuckled the moment I stepped in, “the mere sight of you drives me insane. From the first day, I always knew you'd be trouble.” “Watch what you say, Emilia.” “Really?” She chuckled ridiculously and dropped her wine, “watch what I say? You're a fucking CEO and you haven't been in your company for days? Especially when the company is crumbling and not only that you're with the woman that's making everything crumble.”

"I am here with some of her belongings as usual. Come and have a look at it." Ema heard the voice and recognized it as that of her husband's friend, Xavier. She smiled at herself knowing the kind of good clothes Emily does wear and now Xavier is bringing it to her in return for drink or money. She wonders which of the two he is going to request for today but no matter what, the two are always available. "I'm coming..." She replied from within. "I am doing something but I'll join you in a short time now, you can have your seat while waiting for me."

"Again." Head tilting in her confusion, Liviana asks, "what?" She questions softly. "What did they lie about?" "The car," Emilia answers, watching as her sister grows all the more confused. "What car?" Livi mutters. "Whose car?" "Mine!" Emilia stresses, groaning and dropping her face down into the pillow in a show of her frustration. Through the satin, she shouts, "don't you remember? The car! The gift!"

“He’s everywhere. In my dreams. In my memories. But he’s also angry, cold, toxic. I don’t know if what I felt for him was love… or just obsession.” Lena was quiet for a moment. “And Sebastian?” Emilia flushed, looking away. “He’s been… kind. Unexpected. Honest in a way that doesn’t feel heavy. Like he sees me, not the damaged parts.” “You like him.” “I think I do,” Emilia admitted. “But it scares me. And he offered to fund the Florence trip. Said it was a ‘scholarship.’ I haven’t given him an answer.” Lena raised a brow. “Wait. You mean the Florence? International clinical program Florence?”

Emilia asks with both a frown and a smile on her face. “Remember I have a key,” Emma says. “Hmm, I need to seize that keycard from you,” Emilia says. Emma smiles. “How are you doing? I heard that you and my brother went on a horseriding spree.” She says. Emilia scoffs. “I guess we did. Words do spread like wildfire in this pack.” She comments as she starts to oil her body. “You can bet on that,” Emma says, watching Emilia. “So, tell me…what was it like?” She asks.