Six months ago, Emily had everything. She had her rich, sexy boyfriend, Christian, and the perfect job at as a reporter. But after a misleading photo was taken, accusations of Emily cheating caused her year long relationship with Christian to come t...
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The Autumn Massachusetts night air is cold, rainy. Emily sits far from Christian in the backseat of the SUV, neither looking or speaking to her lover. She refused to speak to him or to pack her things, so the billionaire himself packed everything she would need for her stay on his private island and more.
When the SUV is parked near Christian's private jet, the bodyguards all get out to help load Emily's belongings. The two remain silent for what feels like a lifetime to them.
"I'm not going to apologize anymore. I have nothing to be sorry for." Christian says firmly, not looking at Emily. "But I want you to enjoy yourself while you're there."
Emily's eyes shut tight, her tears threatening to spill. "I won't...not without you there."
Christian finally looks to her. "You know, when I was considering you to be my wife so long ago, I thought that I would give you the island as a wedding gift...and our honeymoon destination."
Emily shakes her head. "I wouldn't marry you now, not after all you've kept from me."
Christian reaches out and grabs her arm. He effortlessly pulls Emily into his lap, his hands holding her legs that straddle him. He holds her face to where the brunette has to look at him. Tears immediately fall down her cheeks, she looks away. Christian pulls her back to him, making her look at him.
He brushes the hair and soft tears out of her face, nodding slowly. "We will be together again, Baby. This is only temporary."
Emily's face scrunches up as hot tears burn down her salty cheeks. "But what if I never see you again? What if they kill you and I'm not there?"
The billionaire gives her a soft smile, his face full of adoration. "What would you do if you were there, huh?"
"Beg them to spare your life?" Emily shrugs, softly sobbing. "Die with you?"
Christian pulls her into him, her head resting on his shoulder. She's an fricking angel.
Christian feels her fear and agony as her chest violently rises and falls at an uneven rate. She shakes her head as she clings harder onto him like a child. The billionaire rubs his girlfriend's back and kisses her temple, trying his hardest to be strong for her. To not give into her tears.
"Two weeks?" Emily mumbles into his neck, holding the other side of his neck with her hand. "Two weeks until I get to see you again?"
Christian doesn't answer her, only holds her close to him. His heart quicks at the sight of his men outside walking towards the SUV. He nods quickly and looks down at a sobbing Emily.
"Give me a kiss to remember." Christian says softly, trying to be as gentle with her as he can. As if for the last time.
Emily violently shakes her head into his neck. "I can't!"
Christian holds her body up, wiping the tears off her face. He holds her jawline firmly with his hand, his eyes looking at every detail on her reddened face. He pulls Emily into him, smashing his lips against hers. She suddenly presses him harder into the seat, her lips kissing him with a wild passion. Christian holds the side of her face firmly as the kiss intensifies. Both their hearts begin to beat at a rapid, syncing rhythm. Christian grips the back of her neck firmly as he feels her tongue slip into his mouth, her body grinding down onto him. The billionaire knows what she's up to but he won't let her change his mind from what he has already decided.
Christian breaks the kiss forcefully, pulling Emily down to his chest as they both heavily pant. The brunette shakes her head as she buries her face into him. Christian sees Happy grabbing for the door handle. The billionaire wishes they had more to say their goodbyes but knows it's for the best they don't.
The SUV doors open. Emily's hands grip his bomber jacket, her screams filling the air.
"No! No! No!" Emily screams desperately, "Don't let them take me away! Don't push me away like you did last time!"
Christian shifts Emily onto the seat next to him and gets out of the car. The brunette reaches for him with a panicked expression, like an infant wanting someone to pick it up and give it attention. Christian pulls the girl into his arms. He carries her bridal style to the jet. Emily kisses his neck as she begs for him to go with her or to reconsider his decision. His heart breaks with every step closer they get, knowing Emily will put up an even worse fight in just a few minutes. Happy nods to Christian, who squeezes Emily once more. The dark skinned man can't help but notice the small tears forming in the corner of the billionaire's eyes.
"I love you, Emily." Christian says in her ear, "Nothing will ever change that, Sweetheart."
The billionaire forces himself to hand his beloved to Zephyr. Once Emily feels her body being exchanged into another man's arms, she begins to scream, claw, and kick. She wildly thrashes in Zephyr's arms, scratching at his coal black skin. Christian covers his mouth as he forces himself to walk away. He focuses on the SUV as his eyes begin to tear up. Happy follows him, wanting to make sure his boss gets safely to his vehicle. As the dark skinned man opens the SUV car door for Christian, the billionaire sharply turns to him with cold, cruel eyes.
He firmly grabs Happy's bicep, his eyes reddening with tears and madness. "I'm leaving my most prized possession in your fricking hands..."
Emily continues to scream from inside the jet, making Christian's hands tremble. Happy can feel his boss's strong grip on his bicep become weak.
"...and if you frick up one more time and anything happens to Emily, I'll kill you myself...and that's a fricking promise!"
Christian quickly gets inside the SUV, hearing Emily's dreadful cries from the jet. He watches as Happy walks to the jet before motioning to drive away. Tears fall down his cheeks as he covers his eyes, feeling he had possibly made a huge mistake.
