Billionaire Secret Life

Emily pov I try my best to get the best time. It was not easy to start up these mega stores, right from when I was a child I was so good at making beautiful designs. Using my index finger to point through the drawing "This is the design, study it around and get the best materials to keep it fit" as I spoke to my manager. Just last night. I was trying to complete a design. It wasn't completed yet. I have been working on it for over a few weeks. It was sitting pretty in front of my study when I entered the room. I looked through it before something popped into my head. Throwing my bag off, I headed immediately with my chalk, imprinting the design on the drawing. It was perfect. Speaking to my manager about the stitches and how to incorporate the designs. It will be the latest and unique design to be launched by Ziah stores. Speaking extensively in detail, pairs of hands encircled me from behind. I felt shy, probably because of the giggles of my workers. "You work too much," he pointed out. I could inhale his cologne, same as always. I love it when he holds me from behind. I was giggling like a high school teenager that has just found love. "I need to supervise things around here,you know." "Take a break, why not have lunch with me?" He asked. "Ok"! Hold on,give me a few minutes. As I spoke to Kelly about how to finish up before I returned. "Ladies first, my Angel" As he grabbed my hand, I could intensify the softness as a result of that fine hand cream, surely doing its work. Leading me outside and opening the door for me. "Umh, thank you" "Anything for my lady" I giggled. He knows how to take care of a woman. He was Aaron, my boyfriend. We got to know each other while we were in high school. It was a love story that turned out sorry. I never knew I was an exchange for a bet between his friends. When I found out, I was shattered as I kept on crying every night, but he never stopped apologizing. I thought he had used me as a piece of trash and threw it into the waste bin. But his persistence and patience made me forgive him. We passed through the same college as we were the admirers of other students. "Why do you have that smirk on your face?" "I was thinking about what we have been doing together since high school, the moments and pain" He grabbed my hand and pressed some soft kisses on them. "I got lucky, didn't I?" "Probably!" I thought to myself as I kept staring at him as he drove gently, I couldn't stop admiring how handsome he looked in that black suit. The car came to a halt, the car door made some clicking sound, a pair of hands reached out, holding those soft hands drove me insane, as he guided me into the five-star restaurants. He steered himself and approached the host. "I made a reservation for today." "Yes"welcomed Mr Smith", as the host gave a sidewalk. "Please come with me" we trilled behind her to a cozy spot. A red banquet of flowers was seen on the table, colorful pairs of sofas and a round table. "The waitress will be with you shortly, you can decide on which meal you need as pointed at the menu on the table." "Spaghetti with hem, ceps and black truffle" I said. "Hey honey! Why not try spring carbonara?" "I don't like that recipe, it swells my stomach." "Welcome Mr Smith, can I have your order?" the waitress assigned to our table inquired. "Spring carbonara while my lady will have spaghetti with hem, cep and black truffle" he spoke softly to her. I got a ring on my phone as I hesitated to pick it up. The line was silent for a while. "Hey, Mum! "Mum,why are you not talking?" She hesitated for a long time before talking. I was impatient. She had never called me like this before. Something must be up. "Emily! She called out, her voice cracking as it seemed she had been crying for a while. "Your Dad is in the hospital." "What"! "Mum, what happened? When? How? Thousands of questions flooded through my head within seconds. "Lenox Hill hospital," she said. The phone went dead, I could feel how blood circulated through my veins gasping for space as if it wasn't there before. l placed my hand in the air any moment soon, my phone was going to clash into a thousand pieces but I wasn't worried about that. I was thinking about how the man l left yesterday was now in the hospital. "Hey! Look at me, what is going on?" "Dad is in the hospital, we need to leave," as I stormed out, not cautious whether Aaron was behind heading to the exit. "You need to calm down honey", he softly spoke as he raced behind me, but I was long gone into my imagination. The last time Dad got sick was when he had a heart attack but that was taken care of by this medication. It's been 10 years and none of such has ever surfaced. "Which hospital?" "Lenox Hill hospital", go like a speed sprinter, I said, looking out from the window. There was silent death as the journey to the hospital came to an end. Racing like a frightened child who is being chased by the king of the jungle, racing behind me was Aaron who kept calling out for me to calm down. I got to the room as different wires were connected all over his body and making some blinking sounds. My mum was beside him as tears kept flowing down her eyes. I could feel my heartbeat dancing to the same rhyme with widened eyes. My pen hands were shiffering. "Mum, what is going on?" Looking down on my dad and those machines connected to his body tears me up. "Your dad will be going to jail when he wakes up." She dropped the bumbshell. "Why?"