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Gabriel snapped in a low voice. Emily shook her head " I don't want to make Mrs Specter throw another perfume bottle at me, I will just take the stairs," Emily said as she turned around. Gabriel steppedboit of the elevator then hold down the button to keep the door open. Get in let me take the stairs!; Gabriel snapped as he looked at Emily who immediately went straight into the elevator for fear that Olivia's tea would get cold.

Melissa announced flashing an engagement ring on her finger, "And I decided to use this opportunity to get you to meet him." She closed her eyes, "Even though you don't deserve it, I wanted you to be a part of my life but as always, you ruin everything!" Xavier gulped, "How many times will I try to show you," she paused cleaning her tears, "I'm not mother and I'll never be a woman who lets a man rape me!" Xavier's eyes widened and the champagne glass he had been drinking from fell off his hand shattering into little tiny pieces.

Xavier said with a smile. "I've told you a couple of times to call me Emiliano"Mr Severin said. "Right Emiliano"Xavier chuckled "And who is this beautiful lady with you?"his wife asked. "Sorry to not introduce you two she's my wife Riley"Xavier said. "So the rumors were true you are married"Mr Severin said and Xavier nodded. "I'm Emiliano Severin and this is my wife Rebecca Severin"Mr Severin said. "Nice to meet you Mr and Mrs Severin I'm Riley Greene"I said.

I needed to know what took her too long after impatiently waiting for those fifteen more minutes to be over I called her, Hello Millers. Sir? Sir...... mmmh so good, I want more....Xander .....not so fast...I'm gonna.... Millers? Millers? Emma? What's going on? Then the call disconnected. Xander? Alexander? Damn it! What was she doing with him? How was he here in Manhattan? Just the thought of what Emma implied made me crazy... Not so fast? I want more? Emma's POV I walked over to Jada's coffee shop from Power Corp. Since I was familiar with the place I had to greet my now turned friend Lisa then Jada who wouldn't stop praising Ace.

Emilia asked, teaching for the hems of her crop top to pull it off but Xavier held it down to her skin. "Stop it, Emilia. You very well know that we are fake mates, right?" " But then, you have feelings for me, don't you?" Emilia asked, trying all her best to look cute but it didn't really work well and she ended up looking silly to Xavier. "Emilia, let's not have this talk now," Xavier said and Emilia pushed herself forward to him, trying to bury his head in her chest but Xavier stood up hurriedly. He very well knew that staying with her longer might take him down. After all, Emilia had a nice body shape, after a series of plastic surgeries.

She didn't stop screaming at top of her voice and her eyes were moist. "What are you doing Xavier?". Getting to his feet and giving me some time to get to my feet too, a sly smile spread across my face. I moved my tongue around in my mouth and spat out saliva mixed with blood. My eyes landed on Emily who had her arms now across her breast as she stood behind Xavier. "Keep your fucking hands to yourself deepshit!" Xavier groaned as he grabbed her arm and walked away. "Nice to meet you too, Xavier" I yelled back "I still don't like you".

“Emery, enough…” “No,” I snapped again. “I’ve kept quiet for years while his team treats people like garbage.” Slow clapping suddenly echoed through the rink. My stomach dropped as Xavier skated toward me lazily, hockey stick resting against his shoulder while amusement glittered dangerously in his gray eyes. “Well,” he drawled softly. “The scholarship girl finally found a backbone,” laughter spread through the crowd. Heat crawled up my neck instantly, but this time I didn’t look away. Xavier stopped directly in front of me, mocking me with his silence. Then he shrugged casually. “Maybe you just suck at skating.”

But noticing that his friend was not looking at him, but in a completely different direction, he followed his gaze and saw Emily. She stood in jeans and a T-shirt, her hair was pulled into a high ponytail so that it would not interfere with her, while opening her graceful and thin neck for everyone to see. The hands were also graceful, especially the wrist - so thin and beautiful. In this T-shirt, it was clear that her chest was small, but high and, most likely, perfectly shaped. A narrow waist flowed smoothly into chic, slightly plump hips. In general, it was something to see.