Having the Billionaire's Twins

Chapter 29

Jonas sighed as he threw his phone on the coffee table of his hotel room. Different scenarios going on in his head as he thought about Emma. What if she went out and too much pressure caused her pain? She could get run over by paparazzi... a car. Dammit, she was just too damn stubborn and wished she would just listen to him. The ringing of his phone stopped him from going on an angry rant. 'Hello?' For a minute nothing came over the line.

'Is everything ready?' Jonas sighed. He didn't know the guy’s name but he knew why he called. 'Yes. You may proceed; I will be here until Sunday. I await your confirmation. And I don't have to remind you that I expect complete confidentiality.'

With the man's agreement, Jonas hang up the phone. He didn't feel a thing at what he had done or what he gave consent for what to happen. Anyone who came after his family was screwed. And he couldn't have Emma looking over her shoulders for the rest of their lives.

Again he wondered how she did it. How she managed a relatively normal life with someone like Fin out there to get her. Others would cower, would hide, change their names, their appearance. He smile briefly, his wife was a strong woman not letting Fin ruled her life. She was brave and by God one tough nut. Then again she had Jessi and Albert to protect her. They kept watch for her and gave her hope that she can escape if the need arise.

The longer he thought of Emma, the more he missed her. Regret filled him at the way he handled their last conversation. Sighing he got up and made himself a scotch. His hotel room held a small bar and he looked around the place. It wasn't his usual luxury, not with the old carpet and worn furniture. But it was the closet to descent he could find, and closest to the meeting he planned on going in the morning. He planned on opening a small shipping organization here in New Jersey, in an effort to help a friend. He had the means to accomplish it and his friend had wanted his help for a while now. It also gave him the opportunity to conduct his other business regarding the protection of his wife.

He took a deep drink before he grabbed up his phone. He debated on calling Emma, chewing his lips nervously 'Oh for fucks sake!' He threw the phone down back. Surly he could go a few hours without talking to her. It annoyed him how he keeps playing like a love sick fool.

Damn.

Emma chuckled as she made her way into yet another baby store. 'Did you see the guy’s hair and all the different colors?' She asked Ariel.

'Maybe he's a clown...' she joked.

'If he was then I would have understand.' She chuckled again. They were greeted by one of the girls that worked in the store. 'I'm just browsing thank you.' This was their third store for the day. The place scented of baby powder, as she notice with all the stores. This one looked more upscale and she could clearly see that it was an expensive store for designer babies. Emma shook her head, reminding herself she didn't have to worry about money or saving. She could afford any and everything for her babies. Jonas gave her an unnecessary supply of debit, credit, and gold cards. However, she did not buy a lot of things, preferring to do real shopping with her husband. The few things she bought were nothing major, just monkey-suits, little shirts, socks and a few cute dresses. She didn't know the sex of her babies but she secretly hoped for a girl after seeing the little dresses.

Emma admitted reluctantly that Ariel wasn't that bad. For the most part hanging with her was fun in an understated kind of way. Other times she had made snarky remarks such as when she had Jonas were together. Obviously making it clear that she and Jonas had had sex. But Emma ignored it, giving her the benefit of the doubt that she wasn't intentionally messing with her.

However it did make her wonder, if her asking her out today was out of genuine need to be her friend. Then again, did she want to be friends with one of Jonas' ex-lover? No, Emma thought. Not really. 'Oh look at this...' she snapped out of her thoughts to see Ariel holding up a stringy material. It was too skimpy to be classified as clothes. She looked around to see that they had ventured in a lingerie section for moms-to-be. Emma colored immediately looking around to see if anyone saw her holding up the explicit material.