Jonathan Alepou's POV
I was looking at my wife as she was breathing normally when she was sitting on my shoulder. I was caressing her hair as I was looking at the ceiling. It was dawn and I was awake because of the horror that my father has implanted inside me.
It was when I have to watch as my father's followers were killing Emily's parents. I know who they were. They were my father's employees in the company. Emily's father was caught red-handed by my father that he was embezzling the money. Only I don't think that his wife knows about it because she worked on designing the merchandise.
If you must know, Alepou's Trade Inc. was an established jewelry industry that focused on the uniqueness of the minerals that can be found on our island, Cyprus. It was my great-grandfather's idea to do this and it has been going on for generations.
I will be inheriting the company when I was married and now that I was, my sister can go back into the field to search for the minerals. She loved to be in the wild rather than stuck in the building. I sighed before I was looking at my wife as she was snuggling beside me. I don't know when she will forgive me but I hope that she will sooner than later.
I let her sleep on the pillow before I got out of the bed slowly. I was looking at the window as the sun was coming up and the lights were filling in the room. I sighed before I felt hands on my waist and a kiss on my naked shoulder.
"I do hope I satisfied you last night," Emily said as I was chuckling at her statement. She thinks that I was not sated with her. Well, I beg to differ.
Emily was kissing my shoulders now as I was looking at the window. I don't know how to approach the subject of her parents' real reason for their punishment as I know it will break her heart even more.
"What are you thinking about?" Emily asked me as I was sighing. I was turning to look at her as her sea-green eyes were looking at me curiously. Her long, black hair was cascading her shoulders as it hid my view from her pink peaks that were ravished last night.
I think I wanted to think of something else than this talk right now.
"Emily, my love. I have something to tell you," I said as I was taking her hands into mine. Emily arched her eyebrows at me before she was nodding at me.
"What is it about?"
"It's about your parents," I said before she stiffed and I was squeezing her hands. I sighed.
"I know you hate hearing this but I hope that you will listen to me without judging it until you listen to the very end. Can you do that, love?" I asked her as she was looking at me. She sighed before she was leaning closer to me. She rested her head on my shoulder.
"I don't have any choice in that. Let's hear what you have to say about it," she whispered before her hands were on my thighs. I know what she was trying to do. She wanted to distract me and she was doing a really good job at it. It was hard now.
"Emily…" I warned her before her hands were on my naked chest. My chest was beating hard and I think she can hear it under her touch.
"Your father was my father's accountant. He trusted your father to handle the business that we have build for 3 generations. It will be 4 generations soon as I will be their CEO then,'' I said as Emily was listening to me. I sighed.
"One day, my father stopped by at the office to get something before heading home. Then he heard an argument inside the accounting room. That's where your father was in and this time, he heard another voice. It was your mother. They were plotting to get some money from the company," I said before Emily stopped and stared at me.
"Why? Why he does it?" She asked before I was caressing her cheek. I smiled.
"Will you let me finish?" I asked her before she was leaning against me again and listened to the rest of the story.
"My father heard that your mother was pregnant and they needed the money for the unborn baby. My father thought that they were having some quarrel before he heard that they have no savings, no money for the baby, and your father suggested that they stole from the company," I said as Emily stiffed. I think she knows that she was the unborn baby in the story.
"So, my father let them be as he thought that they might need some help and they will come to him. But what your father did was worse," I said before I was caressing her knuckles.
"He embezzled the money to the offshore account and your mother gave birth to you. They never went to my father and when he found out that you were being hidden from the world as your mother said that you died in infancy, my father was mad," I said as I was treading my fingers on Emily's hair. She was quiet.
"And that's when you found out where my father hid me as well as my mother," Emily said as I was nodding.
"That was the first time I saw you and I know instantly that you are destined to be my wife," I said as I was caressing her. She was sniffing but she was holding my hands tight.
"Is that the reason why your father did not kill me? Because he knew that I was your soon to be wife in the future?" She asked as I was smiling.
"No, it was more than that. I told him that I found my mate through our mind link. He understood it and it was our sacred law not to kill one's mate. But he was still raging so he thinks that killing your parents will ease that rage," I said before I was closing my eyes. This was worse than I thought to open up to Emily.
"Then, what happened?" Emily asked. I sighed before I was inhaling her sweet scent.
"Then, he killed himself because he felt guilty to cause your parents' death. My father has not been stable when my mother died 5 years after giving birth to my sister. It was uncommon but my father was never the same after that," I said as I was caressing her arms. Emily looked up to me as she smiled weakly.
"Thank you," she said. I arched my eyebrow at her.
"For what? I thought I will get some angry reaction for you since you believe that my father was your parents' murderer and I forced you to marry me, their murderer's son," I said as my voice was breaking. I told myself not to break in front of Emily but she was wiping tears on my cheeks.
"This is heartbreaking as much as it was for me. You're suffering as well, Jonathan. Is that why you're so lonely when we met in high school 10 years ago?" She asked as I was sighing.
"It was the same year when my father killed himself."
"I'm sorry,"
"Don't be, he chose his path," I said before I was hugging Emily, "I chose mine,"
"I hope it was the better path that you're taking," Emily teased before I was looking at her. Her sea-green eyes were gleaming with mischief.
"Better path," I said as I was putting our forehead together. She giggled before she was gripping my cock. I don't even realize that it was erected. But what can I say? Her body and warmth were enough for me to be aroused.
"I think we have to take care of this and you might as well take care of mine," Emily whispered before she was on top me as I was laying on the bed. She was smirking at me before she was grinding herself on me. I groaned.
"Why do you have to be such a tease?" I asked her before Emily was kissing me as she pulled my lower lips.
"Because I am the only one can do it, not anybody else," she said and she showed how she was a tease.