Emily’s Dilemma: Seduced by Billionaire Brothers

The four of them stood, staring at each other with so much intensity, the question ‘What happened to Amelia’ still hanging the air’

“Amelia killed herself, that’s what happened. There’s not much to it” Anita said, something flashing in her eyes at the mention of Amelia. It was guilt, settling at the base and rocking her entire body.

“We all know that, but we don’t know why and you two were the ones there with her?” Jackson said

“How do you expect us to know?” Amelia retorted “She was a junkie, she thrived off drugs, her parents were going through a divorce and there were many things going through her sick head, it could ” she wanted to go further but Ethan stopped her halfway, stepping forward to face Jackson “If you’re so curious, you could ask the police that handled her case”

“I could but not when you’re spreading lies about me, so I need to hear it from you. What exactly your problem is with me?”

“I don’t have a problem with you” Ethan said “I only have a problem with you messing around with my wife, especially when she didn’t need to remember who you are?”

“I needed to remember, I needed to remember a lot of things but you kept pushing into the dark and I am sick of it” Emily cut in

“Stay out of this Emily, this doesn’t concern you now. This is between me and my brother” Ethan said, grabbing hold of her hand and attempting to pull her to his side but Jackson grabbed her other hand, keeping her in place “Let go of her” Jackson said amidst gritted teeth, staring straight into Ethan’s eyes.

“She’s my wife!”

“Stop it you guys!” Anita yelled suddenly, pulling Emily out of their middle to her side “Let go of her, she’s my wife! Oh my God! I’m sick of hearing it all the time and you ” she turned to face Emily “Don’t you have anything to say in all of this? Or you’re enjoying two brothers fight over you?”

Emily rolled her eyes, a look of defiance on her face, then she turned to Ethan “We need to talk”

She walked away, allowing him follow her till they were out of earshot at the garden “I need space” she said first and Ethan froze, his eyes widening in surprise

“Why? So you could go be with Jackson?”

“No, because you lied to me” she said back loudly, but quiet enough so that the conversation stayed within them. “You lied to me to suit your selfish agenda because you didn’t want me to remember him. I don’t know who you are anymore Ethan, and this thing with Amelia ” she was speaking but he cut her short

“That doesn’t concern you Emily, that was years ago”

“I don’t care, you just have to ”

“So what now? You want to go be with Jackson?” he asked her, a certain sadness to his eyes that he hoped was not visible but Emily could see it, and she looked away.

“That’s up to me to decide, not you or anyone else. I need space, I need to think if I still want to be with you, I have my GED exams to prepare for and I can’t do that living with you, so I’m moving out”

“Where ” he wanted to ask.

“It doesn’t concern you, honestly I’ll prefer it if you don’t know. Goodbye Ethan”

“Don’t go” Ethan pleaded “Don’t go and be with him, it’ll kill me. You can’t choose him over me, I’m your husband, we’re married ”Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’m not choosing anyone, get over yourself” she said even though she knew she was indeed choosing Jackson, she turned to leave when Ethan suddenly grabbed her hands and pulling her closer to him. In a split second, he grabbed her face and placed his lips on her in an attempt to kiss her amidst her struggles.

“Get off!!” she yelled pushing him away, an angry look on her face

“I didn’t see you push him away” Ethan said, a sly look on his face as he tried to rile her up

“You’re sick Ethan” she said, not taking his bait and she walked away, out of the garden and out of the house as a whole, and Jackson saw her leave but it was too late to go after her. Instead he walked towards to Ethan with Anita trailing behind him, like a curious cat.

“What happened? Where is she going?” he asked and Ethan only rolled his eyes, shooting angry death stares towards his brother.

“How should I know?” he said, pushing past him and walking into the house.

Jackson walked outside, following the path Emily took but by the time he reached outside, she was already gone. He dialed her number but it went straight to voicemail, he sent a quick text.

“Where are you? I’ll come find you?”

Emily heard her phone ping with Jackson’s text, but she was hesitant to respond. She was tired of it all, she was tired of the brothers always fighting over her when there was nothing special about her to begin with. Her distorted memories had returned, slowly slotting themselves back into space but she wasn’t ready to deal with them. Somehow, she wished they hadn’t returned yet, that way her lips wouldn’t burn with the memories of Jackson’s passionate kiss that have now been tainted with Ethan’s, it was all ruined now and she badly wanted a drink.

She stopped at a bar, and went straight to the counter immediately ordering shots of tequila. She had gotten drunk before and she wanted to get drunk again. The last time she got drunk was at the masked ball, the first night she met Jackson and for some reason she wanted to reminisce. She felt this was the perfect occasion to get drunk. She stared at the shots before her, picking the first glass and downing it in one shot. She felt the liquid burn the back of her throat, and she grimaced. Her eyes shot wild immediately as she felt the hotness settle in her stomach and the curiousity clouded her eyes as she went for a second shot and a third, including a fourth, her tongue burned but the worrisome she felt in her heart had begun to fade. Some moments later, her head began the swim and the feeling intrigued her, she felt nauseous but light, almost floating in the air and she began to giggle to herself, almost falling off her seat but she managed to catch herself in time.

“You alright there, miss?” she heard someone say to her, his hands placed in the small of her back as he tried to steady, and she looked at him. His beady eyes staring at her as they were nearly covered by his dark hair falling over his face. He looked handsome, a defined jaw set in place and he only seemed to look at her, his eyes transfixed while he mostly looked curious.

“I’m fine” she said and she realized she was slurring. He nodded taking the bench beside her and sitting on it.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone, boy troubles?” he asked and Emily stared at him oddly

“I’m married” she said in an attempt to scare him off but it only seemed like she was egging him on, giving him a challenge that he was more than ready to take on.

“Where is your husband then, what is he doing letting his pretty wife drink all by herself?” he said to her, a sly look on his face as his hands suddenly found their way their way to her bare knees. Shocked, she slapped his hands off and stood up suddenly but she felt dizzy, and fell back but the strange guy caught her just in time.

“You’re drunk sweetie, we should get out of here” he said, proceeding to walk her out of the bar when someone came suddenly, pulling her out of his arms.

Emily felt the familiar cologne, the fear that gripped her initially slowly began to loosen as she allowed herself to relax into his arms. It was Jackson

“I don’t ever want to see you around her again, or I’ll break both your legs” Jackson warned and the guy backed off.

“How did you find me?” Emily asked, leaning unto him while he led her away.

“I told you Emily, I’ll always find you wherever you are”