Forever Yours

.18

For Emma, it was one of that moment where you keep staring at the person, not sure if what you heard is right?

The candlelight glowed on their faces . . Maximus staring at her as if he will never look away. .and maybe she wanted that too. .

For him to never look away. .

As the thought filtered in her mind , her emotions jumbled up and she tried to step back but his hold around her hand didn't let her budge.

What's wrong with him?

What's wrong with me?, She thought wildly.

His void eyes watched her struggle , trying to break free. But the struggle was half hearted.

His heart hit by a strange desire . .to see her struggling in his hold. .forever and ever.

See her lips pursing, lashes fluttering—looking at him in disbelief for not letting her go.

"I'm gonna die!"

Laura wailed in the background and Emma whipped her neck at her . Seeing her in distress state on the carpet. . moaning. Holding her head.

She glanced back at him.

"Let go! She—she needs help!" Emma stammered , her eyes couldn't withhold his stare. .there was something in them making her breathless. .

Laura gagged.

And his hold softened. . letting her go.

Now that he let her go, she didn't immediately snatched her hand back. .

His hold was loose around her. .and still she didn't pull back. .

Kept looking at him with big brown eyes.

"Don't test my patience." His husky voice electrocuted her and this time she did snatch her hand back.

Rubbing her hand and with a red face, she went towards the drunk girl.

Feeling his gaze burning her back.

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Lying in bed, Emma had shut her eyes.

Reminding herself. .what just happened didn't happen.

It was a spur of a moment. Nothing much.

Then how come she felt it close to her soul? For the first time ever , she heard her heartbeat loudly. Proudly. Not letting her sleep.

The moment hardly lasted for few seconds and yet it felt like eternity. The fact he didn't come for Laura—it was like a reflex reaction when he moved towards her like the wind.

Holding her hand. Cupping it in his larger one. Enveloping it in his warmth—

"Shut up shut up!" She groaned , stuffing her face in the pillow.

He had laura!

He's taken—even if he wasn't . .she still wouldn't think about him in that way.

What the hell was that way?

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The next morning she tried to avoid the man who kept lurking in her thoughts. Trespassing as he pleased. Emma had been avoiding him at all cost. Doing as she was told by Diana—setting up the office. Piling the scattered files neatly. Spraying water on the flowers in the vase. .but every footsteps would spike up her heartbeat.

As if her heart expected him to come for her—

She shook her head, placing a hand on her heart. Pressing her hand against her chest, Trying to calm it down. .