Vinnie Hacker And Emily Novels & Stories

“I saw them kissing today, right in the Hilton hotel lobby. The woman looked very much like Emily, dressed similarly. When I asked Vincent who she was, he refused to tell me and was quite irritable…” Jackson looked up. “Brother, you know Vincent best. Is there a woman like this?” Allen Parker’s face turned grim. “I don’t know,” Allen Parker shook his head. “Even if there is someone, I believe in Vincent. His feelings for Emily are genuine; after all, it’s been more than a decade. He wouldn’t just change. Even if another person is involved, he would never say ‘withdraw treatment.’” Allen Parker continued, “The nurse and the woman you mentioned are both suspicious. I’ll have people investigate

She saw right through his denial, and she wasn't going to let him hide behind his morals anymore. "Then what does it mean?" Emily asked. "I saw the fire in you when you were masturbating. You want me, Mr. Vincent. And I want you as well. That is what matters." She placed both hands on his shoulder, slowly wrapped her arm around his neck, and closed the space between them. He could feel the coolness of her wet shirt and her hard nipples on his chest, which wasn't helping matters.

Jerry said quietly, not meeting my eyes. Steph had started to move around the room, quietly gathering up random articles of clothing, her n*ked form appearing allover my line of vision. It all suddenly seemed real. Jerry had cheated on me. Again. "Emily..." he whispered. Shaking my head slowly, I stumbled out of the room. "Emily! Please listen t--"

Yvonne thanked her, giving Emily a tight hug and a promise to return soon. With Emily safely cared for, Yvonne set her sights on the city she had fled. She had crafted a flawless new identity, complete with documentation that even the most diligent scrutiny couldn't unravel. Slipping into her role as Cassandra Blake, a successful businesswoman visiting on a routine trip, Yvonne blended seamlessly into the city’s hustle and bustle.

Other than the Johnsons and Coopers, there were a few important business partners from the Johnsons’ side sitting among the attendees. Just then, Emily returned from outside and gave Chloe a wink. "It's done," she whispered. "That was fast." "My boyfriend’s a skilled hacker. Breaking into the hotel's system was a piece of cake," Emily replied with a smirk. "After all is said and done, let's go out for dinner tomorrow. I want to thank your boyfriend properly," Chloe suggested. Her best friend had told her before that her boyfriend was a skilled hacker. She had not expected to need his help so soon.

He tapped on a voice recording and turned the speaker on. “…Yeah, the girl named Emily. Fair skin, she will fetch a good price. Move in during the chaos today and pick her up. Get her into the car and take her out…” A collective gasp spread through the crowd. “That is not all.” Vincent wore a smug grin as he flicked through his phone, pulled up a photo, and raised it high. It was me kneeling during a community health check at the kindergarten, smiling as I peeled candy for Emily last month.

Third-person POV "Lena!" Emily's voice came through gritted teeth, her hands clenched into fists. "What are you doing here?!" Lena Parker had always been Emily's rival. Ever since college, Lena was always one step ahead of her—better grades, better opportunities, always winning. Emily had barely managed to wait her out until Lena went abroad. So why was she back now? Lena shot Emily a lazy glance, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Long time no see. You're looking pretty pregnant."

Her gaze sharpened as it locked onto me. A second later, she sat back down. Casually, Emily picked up a TV remote from the table beside her. Click. The screen, previously dark, came to life, casting a bluish glow across the room. Our shadows stretched across the floor while the faint hum of electronics filled the silence. Emily leaned back and crossed her legs. "Everything's a mess. I can't even bribe those damn cops anymore," she said without taking her eyes off the screen. "Now all we have is you, Hanna Harper."

Max POV Anischka shot her. My beautiful, sweet Emilie was hit with a bullet. She was supposed to be behind me. I had my hand on hers until I didn't. In mere seconds, Ivan retaliated and shot Anischka right after he saw her aiming her gun at me. A little too late. I didn't see Emilie move quickly from behind me and took the bullet that was meant for me. That bitch was aiming for me, not Emilie. Damn it!

"You're right, Roman. I don't want to put anyone else in danger because of my actions." I smiled reassuringly at her, knowing that we were on the same page. "That's my strong and caring mate. We'll face this together, and justice will be served, I promise." As the night wore on, we discussed our plan to investigate discreetly, gathering information and looking for any leads. Emily's determination and strength impressed me, and I was reminded of why I fell in love with her in the first place. In the days that followed, we delved into the investigation together, combining her tenacity with my resources as the Alpha. We were like a formidable team, driven by the desire to find the truth and bri