Emma’s POV
It was raining cats and dogs, the clouds thundered with pent-up anger, the rain poured, each drop hitting like a pebble to the head. It was harsh, yet I found it enticing. Maybe because the thunder inside me was much stronger than the one outside.
Why me?
Things were bad, but I was managing and then Noah came into my life. Initially, it felt as if things became harder, and at a point, I didn’t even mind that. His sole presence was enough to give me a reason to hope. I liked him, damn I started loving him.
And then he crushed my heart without a single thought. I was supposed to hate you, Noah, not worry myself thinking even if you are alive.
I couldn’t even feel the anger I wanted to, all I felt was utter terror.
I didn’t have it in me to think of Lucas and last night? I was worried sick.
20 missed calls, I had sent to Noah and then 2 to Lucas, but it was like waking up the dead, they just wouldn’t wake up.
I hadn’t slept the whole night. I was aimlessly watching the downpour, waiting for a sign.
Just then a bell ringed, it was the doorbell. I wobbled towards the door.
It was Noah! Standing outside in the heavy rain, his hair all wet, and so was his attire.
Without thinking anything I hugged him. He was alive and that was enough for me. The thought of losing him was scary, I didn’t want to be in that dark place again.
“ I thought I lost you. I was really scared. Come inside you’re all wet. “ I whisper, still hugging him.
“ Emma, if you won’t leave me how will I come inside? “ He points out, with an amused smile on his face.
I let him in and make him sit on the sofa. I turn the heater on and rush to the bathroom to get a towel. I sit beside him and gently dry his hair.
“ What happened? The accident…Sophia? And what about Lucas? His phone is off I can’t contact him. “ I explode at him with all these questions.
He looks at me and then takes a deep breath.
“ It’s a long story…” He starts.
And then he tells me everything from the beginning. With each passing minute my blood boils, I clench my fists in anger and start drying his hair roughly, making sure it hurts.
“ Emma are you trying to rip my hair off with that towel. “ He says, chuckling. Stopping his story at the point, he and Lucas handed over Sophia to the police.
“ What about me? Was I a game to you too? “ I ask, with blood-red eyes. My anger passing through my eyes.
“ No, I love you, Emma. And I care about you as I’ve cared about no one else. You make life easier and I can’t imagine it without you. “ H expresses his true feelings. His words holding sincerity in them. His dark mystical eyes, communicating his heartfelt words.
“ Do you think I love you? “ I asked, agitated.
“ I know you do. “ He replies back, cockily. The audacity!
“ Then what was the need to put me through all this pain? What was the need to break my heart like that? “ I explode, losing my patience.
“ To make the plan realistic, in order to make the plan work I had to do it. “ He explains.
“ You could have told me the truth then, why’d you leave me like that, making me wonder all night if you were even alive…I was miserable Noah. The thought alone was killing me from the inside. You fucking know I love you, yet you put me through all that. Why? “ I ask with tearful eyes. Cursing for the first time. I am done with him, but I can’t be because I love him, and love is a foolish emotion that makes you do foolish things.
“ Get out! “ I state, not wanting to argue more.
He tries to hold me in his arms, in order to relax me but I step back. Realizing the situation, he leaves. Or so I thought.
I look besides the windows to see him standing right in front of the apartment. He stands there for a minute, and the minute turns into an hour. The rain still pouring heavily. I sigh and sit down on the sofa with my head in my hands. What am I going to do with him?
Lucas’s POV
After closing Sophia’s chapter, I head towards Emma’s home. I have two missed calls from her. It means she does care…why would you call someone if you don’t care about them?
God, why am I becoming a hopeless romantic?
Anyways, to check on her I speed my car in her direction. Reaching the area, I see Noah’s car park. Further, I see Noah himself standing outside Emma’s home.
I smirk at the thought that Emma isn’t letting him in. He doesn’t leave either, he continues to wait. From the corner of my eyes, I see my girl looking at Noah. So, she still cares. My jaw clenches on that certain thought.
I park my cars in the shadow of the parking lot and wait.
Noah stands there for straight up 5 hours before Emma finally lets him in. He goes in, with a goofy grin on his face. I wait for an hour more, realizing that Noah isn’t coming out. He’s spending the night with her.
I grab the staring wheel hardly, my veins popping out. I want nothing more than to take Emma, in all ways possible. I should be in there, with her. But it’s not my day.
Controlling my nerves, I drive the car away from the scene. I skip towards my personal gym and get my anger out on the punching bag. I keep on punching it for an hour, but then I finally halt, realizing that the flame inside me can not be put out with water, it requires something more enticing.
That night, sleep doesn’t come to me. I stay awake, creating a plan to make Emma mine. One way or another…
The next morning I text Emma to meet me. She calls me and I explain to her the address of my house. I invite her for brunch and send my driver for her. She reaches here soon enough and the food is ready too.
Her hair is open and falls over her milky white shoulders she is wearing a beautiful sun dress making me extremely hard.
What happened to her not being your type?
My subconscious taunts.
“ You switched off your mobile and didn’t even tell me what was happening just like Noah. “ She whines, pouting her lips in a cute manner. Can I just kiss her?
“ It all happened in a sudden Emma. Did I worry you? “ I tease, a smile spreads on my lips.
“ As if. “ She scoffs in a joking manner.
“ Then why the two missed calls? “ I ask smugly.
“ Because you just disappeared, like Noah. I even called Noah 20 times. He came back Lucas, I’m so glad Sophia is no longer a barrier between us. I just hope we can spend our lives together happily, without any intervention. “ Emma chatters dreamily, I eye her cautiously, my face expressionless.
Fucking 20 calls! And there I was, like a moron being happy about fucking 2 missed calls. She doesn’t give a fuck about me.
“ The breakfast seems amazing! “ She exclaims, sitting down.
“ Brunch. “ I correct her, with a gruff tone. Not appreciating the fact that I got only 2 calls.
“ Whatever. “ She says, still not noticing the change in my mood. Whereas I feel like a volcano, ready to erupt.
“ You aren’t going to eat? “ She asks.
“ No. “ I reply with a cold hard tone. Her eyebrows move in confusion. Her lips forming a frown, but she again decides to ignore it.
“ Lucas, about that night… are you sure we didn’t have sex? “ She asks, nervously. Fidgeting with his hands, looking like a lost puppy but at the same time a meal to be devoured.
“ What do you mean Emma? Do you mean to say that I lied to you? That I fooled you or I took advantage of you while you were completely drunk and vulnerable? That I used you? “ I question intimidating her small figure, getting up from my seat and coming awfully close to her.
I bend a little to her level, we come face to face, our bodies only inches away.
“ I...I didn’t mean..to say that Lucas. I trust you…I..” she stutters, not being able to form words due to our close proximity or well I might be scaring her at this point.
“ Well if you didn’t mean to say that, then let me tell you sweetheart you thought absolutely right. “ I reply with a smirk.
A terrified expression takes place on her face, she gasps and tries to scoot back in the chair, an attempt to hide from me.
“ You wouldn’t…you’re lying! “ She exclaims, still not believing it.
The truth is, I was equally drunk that night and I barely remember it but I do remember images of us having sex, in my mind.
“ One shouldn’t be so naïve Emma, I fucked you hard that night, and let’s just say…it was really fun. “ I taunt, chucking in an evil manner.
“ Don’t believe me? Wait, let me show you the evidence. “ I offer, with the same evil smile. My intentions are quite crude.
I get my phone out and show her a video of that night. I shove it in her hands, she watches it with horror, her eyes going wide.
The truth is, that night Emma snatched my phone and she was the one to film it all, you can see that if you see the initial part of the video but that has been cut out by me. Why am I portraying myself as the bad guy? Well, I’m tired of playing Mr. Nice guy here. That didn’t really earn me anything. Besides, it’s all part of the plan to get her, as I said by hook or by crook.
After seeing the entire video, she puts the phone down, her eyes filled with big fat tears about to roll down her rosy cheeks.
I extend my hand, to touch her face but I am met with a slap. The sharpness of the slap echoes in the hollow mansion, creating an ever-lasting echo. The servants watch us with a terrified expression.
No one has the fucking balls to slap me and this girl! I might love her but she needs to be taught a lesson.
I grab her roughly by her hair.
“ No one has dared to slap me, Emma, if you walk home safely, then considerer yourself fucking lucky. “ I boom at her. Her petite body shaking in fear, glossy tears running down her smooth milky skin.
“ Why are you doing this? “ She questions, her lips moving out of the words. Her breath falling on my face.
“ Why Emma? Isn’t it clear, because I love you? “ I state.
“ What? We are just friends Lucas. I love Noah. “ She exclaims, appalled by the fact the I love her.
“ Oh, I know that by how would he feel, when he sees this video dear, Emma. “ I taunt, making her realize my intentions.
“ How would he feel when he sees me fucking you? When he sees me going so deep in you, and you moaning out my name in sheer pleasure? “ I question with a devilish grin.
“ Stop…please. “ She begs, still weeping. His body shivering in my storing hold.
“ I will… once you give me what I want. “ I enunciate pronouncing each word slowly.
“ What do you want? “ She questions, with those big orbs making me drown in the innocence of them.
“ You, I want you. “ I state, my message quite clear.
“ I love Noah- “ She starts, but I cut her off. The same old shit!
“ I know, and you will never be able to love me. So I want something else. I want a night with you. To relive our forgotten memories. A night that you will surely remember. “ I demand.
“ I won’t do that. “ She denies.
“ My poor kitten thinks she has a choice in this. “ I say, moving my hands towards her tiny waist, caging her body within my stronghold. She squirms a little, trying to move away but that only ignites the fuel inside.
“ Now go to my room and spread your legs for me like a good girl or you know what I’ll do to you. “ I threaten, meaning every single word. My cock aching painfully to be inside her.