EMILY’S POV
The storm calmed. I braced myself to get out of his car when he stopped by the gate.
“Yes, thank you.” My cold heeled feet hit the wet granite road, walking to his side.
“Stay safe okay?”
“I will. You too.”
Metal clashing against one another resounded as the gate went open while he drove away and I strode in. Body drenched and shivering.
An exhale of cold air left my lips as I stepped in the living room, doing away with my clothes by the start of the stairs. There’s no f*****g worker in this house, I have to do everything by myself.
I walk to the kitchen to make hot coffee when a strange noise coming from the family lounge caught my attention and went to check it.
Unbelievable! My body boiled sighting the man who stood me up standing by a floor lamp beside a so
