Love Unbreakable
Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
Moonlit Desires: The CEO's Daring Proposal
Who Dares Claim The Heart Of My Wonderful Queen?
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife's Escape
After Divorce: Loved By The Secret Billionaire CEO
A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Tears Of The Moon: A Dance With Lycan Royalty
Emily's P.O.V
“Are you ready to work hard for me?” he asks and I moan softly as his lips work wonders beneath my thigh.
He pauses for a while and locks his eyes on mine. My knees are shaking and I want him more. He moves his lips closer to mine and soon he is kissing me passionately.
“Will you work hard for me?” He asks again, his voice more commanding this time.
“Yes! Yes, I will,” I whisper under my breath.
“Emily!” He calls and his voice sounds faint.
“Emily!”
I fall from my bed and land on my hips. Steve was yelling my name. I didn’t know for how long as I was having the weirdest dream of my life.
My best friend and roommate Natasha were already taking a shower and I guess she didn’t want to bother my sleep.
“Emily, get your lazy ass out of your bed and get yourself a job!” Steve yells again and I storm out of my cramped-up apartment angrily.
“You don’t have to announce to the entire world that I don’t have a job, Steve. I’ll have your money for the apartment ready by tomorrow,” I scuff and he laughs so hard it makes my ears bleed.
“Where are you going to get the money? From your life savings?” he mocks me and for a moment, all I want to do is slap that stupid smile off his face.
“Hey Steve, stop making the poor girl’s life miserable!” yells a man from down the street.
“I’m not poor. And my life isn’t miserable!” I snort but my response only amuses them the more.
“Says the lady who got fired from five jobs in one week,” Steve utters and my anger gets the best of me.
I pick up an empty bottle of beer by the door and throw it at Steve which he catches with his hand effortlessly.
“That’s the best you can do?” he teases and Natasha steps in just in time before I do something more stupid.
She is wearing a towel around her body and nothing more. Her wet hair is packed into a ponytail and I have no idea how she makes it work.
“That’s enough Steve. It’s my turn to pay the rent anyway,” she declares and throws a few dollar notes for him on the floor.
Steve doesn’t mind the attitude; he picks the money from the ground and counts it carefully. He raises an eyebrow at the both of us and chuckles.
“Fifty dollars is not going to be enough for all the money you both owe me,” he announces and walks back into his apartment.
I walk back into our bedroom, Natasha following behind me and I fall on the bed, face first.
“He is so infuriating!” I yell and Natasha giggles.
“I think he likes you,” she laughs but I do not find her joke funny.
“Just wake me up when the world is ending,” I sigh.