Novel & Cerita Sustained Emma Chase

He offered and I nodded. “Great!” He beamed with a smile and I nodded, praying to the goddess to always make him happy, his happiness meant the world to me. It made my bleeding heart heal beyond what stitches could do. Now I just need to find a way to help my pack and put a stop to every attack. “Juan— Aunt is here.” Emiliano announced as she walked into the garden, holding a box of chocolate. “I brought you chocolates.” She muttered, smiling broadly and I felt Juan step back as he hid behind my leg for protection.

Asher moved forward to speak for her, but she held his hand, stopping him. She picked up her bag. “Asher, let’s go.” Ayem scoffed, looking him over. “So this is your new lover?” she sneered. “You’re such a trench. I’m glad my son left you.” “Your son isn’t a saint either, old lady,” Alissa shot back. “Speaking of trenches—where’s that sister of mine? Tell her I have a gift for her.” “She’s not here? I thought they went out together?”

Some others looked like they were wealthy, but weren't necessarily important figures. “Okay girls,” Violetta said in a hushed tone. “Time to make mama proud. Remember it’s all about making these men feel good. Don't forget who we're representing.” Then she turned to Evie and whispered into her ear, "I don’t know why Lorenzo picked you to be his escort. Maybe he likes what he sees or maybe he’s just way too horny to care. Whatever the reason may be, don’t disappoint me this time. Remember the whipping. I won’t hesitate to do that again. Do you hear me?"

I passed everything I found back to Matthew, who used the information to sabotage the company in ways no one could trace. But then, I met Emma. Emma was just another worker in the office back then, quiet and unassuming. At first, I didn’t pay much attention to her, but over time, I started noticing the little things. The way she stayed late to finish work no one else wanted to do, the way she always greeted people with a smile even when she was clearly exhausted, the way her eyes held a sadness she tried to hide. “She’s nobody,” Matthew said dismissively when I mentioned her once, “Focus on the mission.”

She had willingly joined him in this charade, ready to do whatever it took to be near him. "I understand, Caleb," she replied, her voice filled with determination. "I'll do my best to play my part convincingly. We'll gain their trust and get what we wish for." “I keep counting the hours left for me to reunite with my mate, am sure she must have seen the permission request by now, I hope she agrees,” he thought sadly. Meanwhile…. Emma was busy in her office when there was a knock on the door, it was Chloe. She held some documents that need the Alpha’s signature.

With the reckless abandon he threw things about, not to mention the very monotony of the indoor decor, I knew it was his. “Lily.” Emma, grunted, sitting up. First she blinked, then her tired eyes snapped open. She looked at me in disbelief, and the looked back at the house.. “This has to be a dream.” Emma muttered. “What the fuck are we doing in Chase's house?!” She screamed. “He was supposed to take us home after you passed out,” I tried explaining. Emma forced herself up from the seat and was already packing her things ready to tear the door open when Chase resurfaced, with his hands up in the air.

Samantha commanded, and after that, she disconnects the call. Emma hurriedly got up, and she went to the bathroom for a quick shower. After ten minutes she came out, and just grabbed a white shirt and a pair of pants. She hurriedly tied her hair in a ponytail. She then grabbed her bag and camera. And after a few minutes, she's on her way now to do a surveillance on Darren Hayes. ================================ It was a Sunday morning, and Emma is still at her bed. She plans to just laze around her room, just watching movies, eating chips, sleeping, and repeat.

“Luna, please get some rest today and eat something. You need to take care of yourself so you can take care of the pack and Daryl. I will do everything possible to be here for the assembly at 5 pm. If I do not make it. I will still check on you when I get back.” Emma gave him an appreciative smile and nodded. She watched them med leave the pack grounds and wondered why her mate had been attacked and if it was connected to her. She had been working for the royal family since she was sixteen but her assignments had always been working in the background. She was a master at a computer. There wasn’t anything she couldn’t find or hack into.

"Everyone knows the truth. The timing is suspect at best." "The only thing suspect here is your behavior," I said, feeling Hunter's arm tense under my hand. "Creating a scene at a charity event, throwing yourself at a married man. It's embarrassing to watch. Do you really want to be known as the woman that chases married men, Emma?" Hunter's eyes widened slightly at my boldness, but I felt his hand slip around my waist, squeezing gently in support. "Why, you bitch," Emma hissed, her voice dropping so only we could hear. "Hunter belongs with someone who matches him. Someone with class, with connections. Not his dead wife's pathetic little sister who couldn't get her own man."

But what disturbed me most was the neurotic smile stretching across his lips as he stared into the camera with an intensity that made my skin crawl. "Sylvia, my beautiful mate," he said, his voice unnaturally cheerful despite his horrifying appearance. "I have prepared a very special mating gift for your sister-in-law's ceremony." Before I could respond or hang up, he turned the camera away from his face, revealing a scene that made me immediately cover my mouth to suppress a wave of nausea. Emma was chained to a concrete wall in what appeared to be a basement or storage room. Her face had turned a sickly black color from untreated infections, and her entire body was a mass of bloody, fester