Emily's point of view:
I decided to drive my own car, I won't be making the same mistake as I did last time. I mean, he can't fool me with the gentleman costume he is wearing. I know that behind the lost lamp costume, there's a big bad wolf.
I drove while following his car to end up at the same restaurant he invited me to last time. It's funny how even Daniel brought me here the first time he met me. These two like bragging about their wealth.
Anyway, when we reached the restaurant, Ethen didn't get inside along with James. He kept waiting for me.
" How was the drive?" He asked, and I found it a stupid question. So, I answered him the same way he spoke to me.
" It's just a ten-minute ride, I didn't even feel like driving."
" After you!" He suggested while walking by my side. I tried my best not to roll my eyes. I think he is acting tediously, but honestly, I think it's cute.
While faking a smile, I started
Daniel's point of view:She's getting on my nerves, I didn't bring her all this way here just to play games.Suzy, on the other hand, is trying to get me to get her out of her way, but how should I get someone that I worked hard to get in - out?I was driving to my apartment when I decided to drive to hers. She needs to learn a lesson, though it's hard to teach her anything.She shouldn't accept the module offer, she's an assistant. An assistant is the only person that can get to close from Ethen's office. If she did well as a model, he will probably hire another one as an assistant instead of her to help her focus on his career. Also, that so-called Peter needs to go on a trip that has no way back.I shook my head since I was feeling irritated by what Emily's been doing lately.She keeps making things hard on both of us by defying my orders. Why can't she just stick with the rules? I'm not planning to hurt her, but her stup
Emily's point of view: Oh my goodness, what have I done? I looked at the unconscious Daniel, then tried to pull him to my bed. I wasn't intending to attack him. I mean, I thought I was attacking the guy who attacked me first. I tried to carry him into my bed, but I ended up hitting his head with the floor strongly. The hit caused him to yell out of pain. He then slowly opened his eyes, and guess what was the first thing he did when he woke up. " I will kill you! One II will kill you using my own hands." He threatened me, but his thread didn't scare me at all. It was quite the opposite, he made me laugh. He then made a ridiculous face before he asked, while not hiding the anger in his voice. " What are you laughing at?" " Nothing!" I told him while laughing," I just thought for a while that I've killed you!" " You're laughing because you thought I was dead?" He
Emily's point of view:" You want to know, I will tell you - even when I'm sure that you won't like it. Well, listen..."I breathed in and out while waiting for what he had to say." Human trafficking, that's what I'm planning to do."" Wait... Human trafficking, like kidnapping those girls." I concluded, not waiting for him to finish." Exactly!" He confirmed what I was thinking. Which caused me to step back out of horror." There's no way I could help you with that... You're on your own."" How exactly are you planning on taking your revenge on Ethen and his family for what they have done to you, to your family? Do you know what the 'Khat' in your handstands are for? I'll tell you. No matter who is the one who wrote this on your hand knows exactly what happened to your mom."At the moment he mentioned my mother, all my senses were on the verge." My mother committed suicide! You don't have
Emily's point of view: I don't remember for how long I was standing here, but no one can blame me. After all, I'm standing in front of the 'La source de beauté' agency. No way you can't have an idea about what I am talking about! Of course, you would know about the one and only -La source de beauté. It is indeed one of the most famous international modeling agencies, also known as the number one most influential modeling agency around the world. Not to mention the fact that the agency itself was praised on more than one occasion by different sorts of online fashion magazines, model communities, and reviewers. Meaning, it's everyone's dream agency. With over 70 years of experience in the industry, they were able to create models such as Jenny Brown, Tina Blank, and Cindy Hwang. Just the fact of standing outside such an agency is actually more than an honor. Yet, I'm here not only to stand outside - I'm here for more. I pushed myself from outside the agency to the inside, knowing e
Emily's point of view: Three years ago... Life is not fair, it never was and it will never be. This is what I think about whenever I wake up, each and every day... Like every other morning, I woke up this morning when it was still dark. Funny .. isn't it? I mean, I don't remember when was the last time I enjoyed living my life as it should be. All I've been about lately was to work and work, then spend my day off sleeping. And for what? Only to afford to be alive. I mean, I spent my entire day inside of the coffee shop working as hard as I could since I don't want to lose the only money source I'm having. I'm not smart, nor talented nor even educated. The only good thing about me is my face, which was also a stroke of bad luck for me. My father abandons me because of my face. He used to say that he can't afford to look at me since I remind him of my mother, which caused him to abandon me at a very young age. Not wanting to waste more time while cursing my luck, I decided to take
Emily's point of view: Well, it seems that my time has come, and the man I'm waiting for to change my life has just stepped inside of the shop...... He was a piece of art created by God. His well-built body, full of muscles that were everything my eyes asked for. Blond, short hair, green forest eyes, and red cherry lips - they were all placed in a very artistic way on his v shape face. He was wearing black jeans that matched his white t-shirt. The t-shirt he was wearing shows most of his perfect abs along with the tattoos on his arms, which make it hyper hard not to be lost in his charm. He also seemed to be a very important person since he had two mighty bodyguards running after him, also for that Lucia herself went out of her office to greet him. " Mr. Night! It's a pleasure to..." Before she was able to finish what she was saying, the so-called Mr. Night interrupted her as he said. " I'm not here to have any sort of chit-chat, especially with you. I'm here to remind you about
Emily's point of view: The next thing to happen was that he led me to one of the seats, as he was helping me to sit like a gentleman. The whole scene got my heart shaking, as that karma was finally on my side. Yet, I started doubting the reasons he was treating me that way. I mean, the man who was threatening Lucia has nothing to do with the gentleman in front of me. ............... " What's your name?" He asked, and I answered right away, since the last thing I want is to piece him off. " Emily... My name is Emily!" " Mine is Daniel ... Daniel Knight!" He answered a question that I didn't ask. " Pleased to know ... Mr, knight!" This was all I could come up with since I didn't know what to say. " Please, just call me Daniel Emily!" He said and I only nodded my head. " So tell me where are you from?" He asked, and I got a bit curious about his aim. So, I answered him with another question. " What do you care for?" I expected him to get angry at my attitude, especially that he
Emily's point of view: It might seem a bit stupid to follow a stranger... Believe me, after what happened here this morning. It's way safer for me to follow Daniel than to keep up with Lucia. ............. I followed the so-called Daniel to his BMW black mat car, not that I did have any other choice. Then I noticed that he sent off the guy that was supposed to be the driver I guess, which was a bit of an abnormal act. I stood still, not wanting to move any further. Meanwhile, Daniel was heading toward the driver's seat. As he settled himself, he came to notice that I wasn't following anymore. " Waiting for an invitation? Or do you want me to open the door for you?" It wasn't a question more than it was an irony in itself. I rolled my eyes at that sort of behavior. This man has a real sort of issue, once he's a gentleman and in another, he has nothing to do with the word 'gentleman'. " All I want is to know where do you want me to go with you? Otherwise, I can't go with someone