It's Supposed to be a Secret

It's Supposed to be a Secret

Hinata

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Emma Austen was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed instantly after slept with a man at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiancée. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they meet again. Emma left the country with pregnancy and promised herself to not coming back forever.

Chapter 1 Worst. Day. Ever.

Emma Austen, beautiful, clever, kind hearted, and successful career, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessing of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-six years in the world with very little to distress or vex her.

However, her so called beautiful life has changed instantly after one night.

"Gosh, I'm screwed!"

Ashton Greene gasped as he woke up and saw a slender shoulder full of hickeys. The purple marks were everywhere on the person body.

Still with his mouth gaped, Ashton stared at the women face. Her lipstick and mascara were messily smeared. Realizing his brutality, Ashton rushed to find his mobile phone and make a call.

"You and those four bodyguards are useless! Don't you think that I paid you enough?" Ashton cursing as soon as someone answered his call.

"Sorry Sir! Didn't you tell us to take some rest? You said you wanted to celebrate your birthday with your fiancée."

"Fiancée?! I don't even know this women!"

Ashton glared at the women sleeping soundly on his bed. Hatred had burned his soul.

Every time his fiancée tried to seduce him, his self control never wavered. But what happened to him now? How could he ruin his perfect image with a stranger?

"Investigate the bar! Someone had put drugs in my drink last night. And find out where Naomi is now! She never cancelled an appointment without informing before."

"What about the women with you, Sir? Do I need to investigate her too?"

Ashton gritted his teeth. How could this women still asleep when his anger has exploded?

"I will handle her".

After putting his mobile phone on the table, Ashton hurriedly get dressed. Then, without a shred of hesitation, he slapped the women with a glass of water.

"Wake up!"

Emma spontaneously scooped up her face and got up. As soon as she saw a handsome man with messy hair in front of her, she was flabbergasted.

"Who are you?"

"I'm the one who should be asking. Who are you?"

Ashton raised his eyebrow. His face was not friendly at all. His gray eyes radiated deathly cold aura.

"Wait a minute! This is my room. Why are you acting like this is your room?"

Emma replied with a higher pitch. She didn't realize that her clothes weren't sticking to her body anymore.

"You don't know who I am?"

Ashton muttered with one brow pressed against his forehead.

A second later, he snorted.

"This is my hotel...and this room...I have specially prepared it for my fiancée. So, stop making up a stories!"

From half-awake to fully-awaken, Emma hysterically reciprocate.

"You're the one who make it up! My team has rented three rooms at this Park Royal Hotel since yesterday afternoon. Look, my suitcase......"

Emma gasped when she found her clothes scattered near the man's feet. As soon as the memory of last night's dream rose, her eyes widened.

"You.....!" Emma pulled the blanket with a look of horror.

"What have you done to me?!"

With his hands stuffed in his pants pockets, Ashton stepped forward.

"I'm the one who should be hysterical. How could I touched a lowly women as ugly as you!"

Leaning forward, Ashton observed the look on his victim. He felt she was overreacting. Those amber eyes trembled too violently.

He snorted. "Tsk tsk, even a Samoyed dog is much more classier than you."

The man looked at her like she was the most disgusting creature in the entire world. Emma lost for words.

Emma rolled her eyes. "Excuse you?!"

She felt like screaming as loud as she could to that man.

"How come this happened to me?" Emma said inwardly.

~This is my worst. day. ever.~

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