Emilia's gaze sent chills. "You don't know what I'm capable of. I'll stop at nothing to keep Liam mine."
The table fell silent.
Victoria and Anthonia exchanged worried glances.
"Emilia, snap out of it," Victoria urged.
Emilia's smile was unsettling. "Just watch me."
"Are they really back together?" Anthonia asked, taking a sip of her drink.
Emilia's face twisted in rage.
"That can't be! Liam has already proposed a marriage certificate to me, but that garbage bitch Sofia messed everything up!"
Emma's eyes widened.
"You guys were really getting married?"
Emilia's teeth gritted.
"Yes, but now he says he's not interested. Told me to forget about it."
Victoria's voice softened. "Emilia, I'm sorry."
Emilia's tears slid down her face.
"I was so close to marrying the man of my dreams, but that Jezebel Sofia destroyed everything."
Emilia's eyes blazed with intensity.
"Liam is mine. I'll do anything in my power to ensure he remains mine."
Victoria raised an eyebrow.
"Emilia, you're scaring us. This obsession with Liam isn't healthy."
Emilia's voice dropped to a whisper.
"He belongs to me. No one else's. Especially not Sofia."
Anthonia's concern deepened.
"Emilia, snap out of it. You're losing yourself to this obsession."
Emilia's gaze turned icy. "You don't understand. I'll stop at nothing to keep Liam mine."
The table fell silent, tension palpable.
Emma spoke up. "Emilia, what if Liam doesn't feel the same way?"
Emilia's smile sent chills. "He will. I'll make sure of it."
"We support Every of your decision." Emma said.
Emilia's face softened, a hint of gratitude in her eyes. "Thank you, girls. Your support means everything to me."
Anthonia nodded. "We're always here for you, Emilia. But promise us one thing."
Emilia's gaze met Anthonia's. "What's that?"
Anthonia's voice was gentle. "Be careful. This obsession with Liam could consume you."
Emilia's smile was enigmatic. "I'll be fine. I know what I'm doing."
Victoria leaned in. "We just don't want to see you hurt."
Emilia's eyes flashed. "I'll be the one doing the hurting. Sofia will regret ever crossing me."
The table fell silent, tension lingering.
Emma changed the subject."Shall we order food?"
The conversation shifted, but Emilia's resolve remained unwavering.
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Next morning,
Sofia woke up feeling refreshed. She freshened up and walked downstairs, her heels clicking on the marble floor.
The butler greeted her with a bow.
"Good morning, ma'am. Did you have a good night's rest?"
Sofia smiled.
"Yes, thank you. Where is Liam?" she asked.
The butler's expression turned neutral.
"The young master has already gone to the company, ma'am."
Sofia nodded, taking a seat at the breakfast table.
The butler poured her a cup of coffee and presented her with a selection of pastries.
As Sofia sipped her coffee and nibbled on a croissant, she felt a sense of unease.
The mansion was grand, but it felt empty without Liam's presence.
Sofia's thoughts wandered to their contract marriage and the rules that governed it.
She wondered if she would ever be able to break free from the constraints of their arrangement.
Just then, the butler interrupted her thoughts.
---
"Master, "Miss Emilia is outside she said she's here to see you. assistant Jonathan informed.
Liam's expression turned skeptical.
"Let her in," he repeated, his tone firm.
Jonathan nodded and stepped aside, allowing Emilia to enter.
Emilia swept into the room, her presence commanding attention.
she walked into the office, and walk towards Liam, she dressed in a sleek, red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. The dress was low-cut, showcasing her cleavage, and high-slit, revealing her toned legs. Her hair was styled in loose waves, and her makeup was impeccable. She exuded confidence and sensuality as she sashayed into the room.
Liam looked up from his laptop, his expression calm and collected.
"Emilia, what brings you here?" he asked, his tone neutral.
Emilia's smile was radiant as she approached Liam's desk.
"I just wanted to see you, Liam," she said, her voice husky. "I've missed you."
Liam's gaze remained steady, his expression unreadable.
"I've been busy, Emilia," he said, his tone calm. "What's on your mind?"
Emilia's eyes locked onto Liam's, her gaze burning with intensity.
"I want us to be together, Liam," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I'll do whatever it takes to make that happen."
Liam's expression remained calm, his tone even.
"I'm not interested, I have told you that, Miss Emilia," he reminded her. "
Emilia's smile never wavered.
"We'll see about that," she said, her voice dripping with determination.
She looked at his handsome face, pretending to be pitiful and innocent. Her eyes welled up with fake tears as she began to spin her web of deceit.
"Yesterday, we had an accident with a young lady, and she was admitted to the hospital," Emilia said, her voice trembling. "Your friend tried to put the blame on me, but I'm innocent. I was only trying to stop the car on time, but it was already too late, and she got hit."
Emilia's performance was convincing, but Liam's expression remained calm and collected.
"I know," Liam responded calmly, his tone neutral.
Emilia's eyes sparkled with tears as she gazed up at Liam, her expression a perfect blend of vulnerability and gratitude.
"Thank you, Liam," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Thank you for believing me. It means everything to me."
Liam's expression remained calm, his tone even.
"I'm just glad no one was seriously hurt," he said, his eyes never leaving Emilia's face.
Emilia's smile was radiant, but her eyes gleamed with a calculating intensity.
"I'm glad too, Liam," she said, her voice dripping with sincerity. "I'm just glad we can put this behind us and move forward."
Liam's gaze lingered on Emilia's face, his expression unreadable.
"We'll see," he said finally, his tone neutral.
Emilia's smile never wavered.
Emilia's eyes locked onto Liam's, her gaze burning with intensity. She took a step closer, her movements fluid and deliberate.
"I'm so grateful for your understanding, Liam," she whispered, her voice husky. "You have no idea how much it means to me."
Emilia's hand reached out, her fingers brushing against Liam's arm. Her touch sent a spark of electricity through the air.
Liam's eyes narrowed, his expression unreadable. But Emilia didn't back down. She took another step closer, her body inches from Liam's.
"I want to show you my gratitude, Liam," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "I want to make it up to you."
Emilia's lips curled into a sultry smile, her eyes flashing with seduction.
Liam's face darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "What did you think you are doing?" he growled, his voice low and menacing.
Emilia's smile never wavered, her eyes sparkling with innocence.
"I want to be close to you," she whispered again, her breath hot against Liam's ear.
Liam's jaw clenched, his fists tightening at his sides.
"You're playing with fire, Emilia," he warned, his voice dripping with danger.
Emilia's laughter was like music, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I'm not afraid of fire, Liam," she said, her voice husky.
Liam's eyes narrowed, his gaze burning with intensity. "We'll see about that," he said, his voice low and menacing.
She hugged him tightly, her face drawing closer to his. Liam's eyes narrowed, his gaze intensifying as he stared at her.
As Emilia's face drew closer to Liam's, her heart skipped a beat at the intensity of his gaze. His eyes seemed to bore into her soul, making her feel vulnerable and exposed. But she refused to back down, her determination to seduce him driving her forward.
Just as Emilia's lips were about to brush against Liam's, the office door swung open, and Jonathan, Liam's assistant, walked in.
Emilia and Liam were caught in an awkward position, their faces inches apart, Emilia's arms wrapped around Liam's waist. The tension between them was palpable, and Jonathan's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the scene.