Chapter 10: THE MOON GODDESS WILL ALWAYS BRING TO US WHAT'S OURS
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I will always be here. You have nothing to be scared about." He said, assuring her and making her heart beat. Not quite king after that, they reached orgasm together.
She relaxed on the bed, from his arms, trying to catch her breath, and when she turned to stare at Ethan, she saw that he had already passed out. Shocked, she looked at him and then tried to feel his breath. "Do you sleep so fast right after it?" She questioned quietly.
Finding him really cute, she hugged him from his neck, placed his face on her breast, and also fell asleep.
Two hours later, Ethan opened his eyes to the realization. Shocked, he jumped up and stared at the sleeping beauty. "f**k!" She cursed and jumped out of bed to his bathroom. Right after he had freshened up, he walked back into the room only to find her still sleeping. He remembered the first morning he shared with her. He remembered not knowing what to do about her sleeping face and just thought the best would be to leave to never return. "Wake the f**k up!" He yelled. There was no way he would put himself in a fragile position. He thought and went close to the bed and grabbed her out of it.
She jumped up in shock and tried to get over the fact that she had been sleeping minutes ago. "Who are you this time? I noticed you change every f*****g season." She spat before he could say anything. She could see that he was no longer the man she had known hours ago.
"Look..."
"I know your hatred for me has increased. I will leave now to never return to you." She replied to him before he could say a thing, and this time, with a clear mind, she got right on her feet and walked out of the room and then the palace, leaving the guards wondering why she was leaving on her own in a calm state.
The moment she got home, she happily went straight to the bathroom and showered warmly. For some reason, she felt better and didn't see the need for the storm anymore. She had tasted him twice. She felt like it was enough for her. After all, he never tasted a woman twice. She's got to be his first. She didn't know if that was something to be proud of or not.
"I will be better. Emily forgot about him." She said to herself, and right after taking care of her skin, she walked into the kitchen, and by the time she was out, she was holding two bowls of hot porridge. Sia would be very shocked to see this. She thought and smiled, feeling very proud of herself.
Two days later, she got out of her room and walked out of her apartment. There, she spotted Sia knitting. "Someone looks like she's got nothing on her plate." She said and sat down close to her.
"I won't be going to work today. The manager gave me a day off. So I'm just going to knit a few purses and sell them for extra cash. What do you think about that?" Sia asked her.
"I think it's cool. I'm willing to help. Since you have taught me how to go about it, could we make it like a joint business? I mean, I can be your sales girl. It's better than being in here alone and doing nothing. Sia, you do a lot for me. I can't keep letting you do anything." Emily told her and started helping with the wool.
"I'm not complaining, darling," Sia replied with a smile.
"I can't let you shut down, honey. I have to be here." Emily insisted, and Sia was nothing but surprised. Ever since Emily has been with her, she has never mentioned that and has only lived quietly, so what changed?
They started doing it together and ended up knitting a lot of purses for hours. After that day, Sia focused on work while Emily made sure to produce over ten purses every day and make them available for sales.
"I'm so proud of you, girl." Sia would always say Whenever I got back from work, I saw how productive I was each day.
"The company at this address wants us to deliver fifty pieces of our knitted purses. Will it be possible in three days?" Sia asked one night after she returned, looking exhausted.
"Can there be more time?" Emily asked her.
"Nope. They will use someone else. But if it won't be possible, then we don't have to stress. The moon goddess will always bring to us what's ours." She replied.
Emily took a deep breath and then walked into her room and returned with a bag. She opened it and emptied it on the table in front of them.
Sia looked shocked as she watched a lot of purses drop onto the table. "Goodness!!! When did you make these?" She asked, shockingly looking at them and at Emily.
"I have been knitting them for a while. Hold on while I count." She said and bent to count them. "We have thirty-nine purses here. We need just eleven. If we can knit overnight, we could get the money." Emily suggested, and Sia's joy knew no bounds at that point.
"Right away, honey." She said and quickly grabbed their tools. Within four hours, they were done. They packaged them properly and felt fulfilled, seeing as the company's money was theirs.
Later that morning, they set out together and were able to deliver successfully. Seeing as everything was alright, Sia decided to go to work while Emily knew she was going home. Agree their hug, she left Sia and made her way home. Midway, a car stopped in front of her, blocking the entire space that could help her pass through safely.
"Are you kidding me?" She couldn't believe the audacity she had been experiencing from the rich folks in the pack. The driver's window got rolled down, and her eyes met those of Ethan
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