PLAYING THE PLAYER

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 5

Emery was so angry. What the hell was Jude doing? Thinking it was okay to parade her the way he was. Treat her like she was a nobody! Looking at the other women. He had done nothing but flirt shamelessly with the other women. Fuck that!

Her feet were cold. She wasn't sure why she had no shoes on. She wasn't complaining, the heels hurt like hell.

"Emery, enough. Let's go." Jude grabbed her arm and led her to the limousine. Only the best for Mister I have more money than anybody else in the world.

"No! No I will not go." She looked around not sure where the hell she was. Samuel was looking at her and smirking. "Shut up." She starting on him now. "All you do is look at me. Stop it. You think I look nice?" She asked walking over to him.

"I think you look very nice." Creep.

"Yeah? Do you want me to do a turn for you... Look at this..." She turned around slowly so he could get a good view. She looked like a fucking escort. She hated how she allowed herself to be taken by Jude and this bullshit world of his. She loved him. That's all it came down to. She loved him.

Once she was facing Samuel again he licked his lips and looked at her hungrily. Much like Jude always looked at her.

"Do you want to touch?" She asked stroking her visible stomach.

"Emery." Jude's voice came out hard. She turned around to see what he wanted. "Enough. Get in the fucking car."

Emery bit her lip not knowing why he was angry at her. She had been so well behaved. So well behaved. He had no right to be angry at her. None.

"Okay..." She nodded her head and walked over to him. Emery placed her head onto his chest and forced him to wrap his arms around her. She was cold and sad.

Even though he held her to him, he didn't relax. He was very tense. Something must have happened for him to be so tense. He ushered her into the car and they were off.

"Jude..." She didn't feel great. "Jude... Um..." He must have understood what the issue was because he grabbed a wine cooler bucket and placed it under her chin seconds before she threw up. And threw up and threw up some more.

By the time they reached his place she felt like she was going to die.

No idea what time it was when she opened her eyes. Emery looked around and realised she was in bed. Not in her bed... Oh god, she was in Jude's bed. He was still asleep beside her. Oh fuck... What the hell? Did she force herself into his bed? He was going to lose his shit at her.

Her head was pounding, she tried to sit up and realised she was completely naked. Oh dear god... What on earth happened? Grabbing one of his tee-shirts she quickly put it on and left his room. This was so bad.

Emery had herself a long hot shower needing to get her bearings. She felt like shit. She needed a coffee and some strong meds.

Not bothering on getting dressed, Emery wore a bathrobe and headed downstairs. She asked Rose to make her a coffee and to grab her some strong pain killers.

Sitting in the living room with her feet up on the sofa, Emery nursed her headache. She sipped her hot coffee hoping that that the pain in her head would ease.

She was dreading finding out what happened last night. It could not have been good. She couldn't remember the last time she had drank so much.

Emery placed the coffee down on the table and closed her eyes. She was not doing great right now.