Chapter 73
Emily felt a sharp discomfort and raised her hand to slap the “bug” bothering her.
“Smack!” Her hand landed hard, and the bug vanished. She wanted to go back to sleep.
Unbeknownst to her, Justin had been kissing her neck. He hadn’t slept well the entire night. Even though Emily hadn’t touched him, her presence beside him, with her steady breathing, had been a constant temptation.
By morning, his restraint had completely unraveled, and he couldn’t help himself any longer, deciding it was time for some early–morning “exercise.”
But before he could go further, Emily’s hand smacked his face.
Already frustrated, his anger flared further. “Emily!” Justin growled, his voice deep and furious.
Startled awake by his shout, Emily groggily snapped back, her morning irritability flaring. “What’s your problem?”
She realized she was in the bed and immediately figured Justin must have carried her there. Annoyed, she sat up, intending to leave, but Justin grabbed her and pulled her back down.
Pinning her beneath him, his voice turned cold and harsh. “Emily, it’s time you started fulfilling your responsibilities.”
“Justin, let me go! You’re a bastard, a scumbag!” Emily yelled, struggling to push him off.
Justin ignored her protests. Her attempts to resist were no match for his strength and felt more like light scratches to him. He wasn’t about to let this opportunity slip away.
After a moment, Justin’s deep gaze locked onto Emily. His voice was low and serious as he asked, “Emily, have you slept with Sean?”
Seeing how much he cared about the answer, Emily deliberately stayed silent. She hoped he would misunderstand, feel bothered, and ultimately let her go.
Emily thought her plan was clever, but Justin wouldn’t let her go easily. Seeing her refusal to speak, his eyes darkened with a dangerous glint, and his actions became more possessive.
To him, it didn’t matter. In the future, he would marry Emma too.
All he cared about was making sure that, from now on, Emily belonged to him and no one else.
*
Satiated, Justin got up, feeling content. As usual, he wanted to hold Emily and take her to the shower with him.
However, Emily thought back to the madness from earlier and refused to shower with Justin, fearing he might lose control again in the bathroom.
Only after he finished showering did she go in. Once inside, she scrubbed herself thoroughly, determined to wash every trace of him off.
Her emotions were a mess. The frustration and disgust weighed heavily on her, and for a moment, she wanted to cry. But she forced herself to stay calm and composed.
“Justin won’t let me go. This was bound to happen sooner or later. We’re both adults. There’s no point in dwelling on it emotionally. Just think of it as using a toy,” she reasoned with herself.
But the thought of remaining his secret lover forever was something she could never accept. She had her own life,
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and she had to find a way to leave.
Emily deliberately took her time in the shower, hoping Justin would leave the hotel by the time she came out. Yet, to her dismay, he was still there, casually lounging on the sofa in nothing but a towel, his toned abs on full display. Justin’s disciplined routine and weekly gym sessions had left him with an impressive physique. His private gym at Villa One spanned an entire floor.
His mood seemed lighthearted, as if nothing had happened. He smiled at her, looking like his old self from before Emma had returned.
“Help me pick out my outfit,” he said gently.
Emily tightened her robe around her and remained silent, inwardly wishing he would hurry up and go to work so she could finally have some space to herself.
Without a word, she pulled out the suit, tie, and accessories he had purchased the day before and helped him get dressed piece by piece.
The whole time, she silently prayed for him to leave so she could sneak in a nap.
Justin relished Emily’s attentiveness as she helped him get dressed. Once he was neatly suited up, he noticed she showed no intention of engaging with him further.
Feeling dissatisfied, he reached out, grabbed her chin, and kissed her roughly.
He didn’t stop until Emily was left gasping for air, her eyes misty with an unwilling charm, and her lips swollen and red.
Only then did Justin let go, though he kept one arm firmly around her waist to prevent her from collapsing.
