''Wake up! Rise and shine,'' I open my eyes in a hurry as soon as I hear my mother's voice, instantly making me feel the amount of headache that hasn't been bothering me for so long ever since college was over.
Her voice sounds like an alarm, serious though.
I furrow my eyebrows in annoyance before turning to look at my side, seeing that Emma is nowhere to be found—realising that we haven't been sleeping in the same bed ever since we made that agreement.
''It's ten in the morning, for god's sake, mother. Why are you waking me up so early in the morning?'' I ask, laying back on the bed as I snuggle closer with the pillows. My whole body feels drained and dehydrated so, she has got to let me sleep for at least another couple of hours.
''No, wake up. You have an event tonight with Emma so you two have to bloody be there. Excuse my language but Emery, wake up! I'm not even supposed to be here waking you up, you're twenty-six, oh lord,'' She starts to mumble and make a lot of noises in the room but I don't bother waking up because she'll leave me alone later.
To my surprise, I find myself soaking wet due to the amount of cold water being poured all over me. I sit up straight in a hurry, shouting in pain before seeing Evelyn looking at me with a smirk on her face, enjoying.
''For fuck's sake, oh my god,'' I try to breathe.
''It's not ten in the morning, it's three in the afternoon. So, wake your ass up or I'll pour some more,'' She says, pointing at the bucket that she's currently holding. My head shakes in disagreement, another pour of that cold water and I'll be dead. I'm pretty sure.
''When did you even walk in?!'' I ask in frustration, not feeling satisfied by her; she has always been the one to bully me and I'm more than lucky to not be under the same roof as her for the past eight years.
''I'm everywhere, Emery. Remember that,'' She says.
''Get up, get up. Apparently, I forgot to mention that you and Emma have an event to attend. No worries, just dress up your part and be at the event,'' Mother says, as she walks out from the walk-in closet, with a pair of tux. She's the one to prepare my clothing instead of the any of the maids because she said that she knows me better. Of course, she's my mother. She knows me.
''What kind of event?'' I ask, pushing myself up.
''Just some event,'' She replies, smiling.
''Wow, that's very helpful,'' I joke and Evelyn joins me as she chuckles, agreeing. Mother is very secretive about certain informations and it annoys me sometimes.
''Get up, now.'' Evelyn adds, rolling her eyes.
I, lazily step down from the bed before heading towards the bathroom; wanting to take a shower so that I'll be able to feel fresh and comfortable. Once I'm done doing what's necessary, I head out of the bathroom to find myself staring at Evelyn, holding a tuxedo up.
As I sigh deeply, she leaves me to dress up and get myself ready for the event. An event that I don't even know the occasion; probably, a charity event or just an event where I'll dine and leave. Typical.
I stare at myself in the mirror; seeing that it has been awhile since I've gotten myself this nice. The way my tuxedo just fits nicely onto my body and my hair neatly combed to the back; couple of strands showing off a simple and lay back look, making me smile.
All of a sudden, Evelyn and mother walk into the room, eyeing my outfit before smiling to themselves
All of a sudden, Evelyn and mother walk into the room, eyeing my outfit before smiling to themselves. I just keep on looking at myself as I try to make myself look better, neater. I stare a little bit longer at the wedding band on my finger, reminded of Emma.
''Looks like you're all set,'' Mother mutters.
''Now, will you tell me what this is all for?'' I frown.
''Just attend the event. Enjoy yourself and it'll be over before you know it—trust me,'' Evelyn replies, eyeing up at the clock, ''Oh! Look at the time,'' She adds.
Then, she quickly make her way out of the room, making me realise that she was all dressed up in her dark red dress; something that she would only wear if there's a special occasion, probably like tonight.
''Where's Emma?'' I ask, putting on my wrist watch.
''You'll be going with Andrea. Don't worry, you'll meet her there at the event—have fun, my dear,'' Mother smiles before kissing onto my cheek, leaving me wonder why she won't just let Emma go with me.
''Alright. Goodnight, mother.'' I smile at her, pecking onto the side of her cheek; leaving the room with the sight of her smile, the main happiness.
I walk down the stairs to find Andrea waiting for me, he is also wearing a tuxedo which matches mine. He looks up at me, pointing at his wrist watch, ''I swear Evelyn dresses up quicker than you,'' He says, chuckling.
''That would be a lie,'' I breathe, smiling.
Then, I look down at my wrist watch to find that it's already six in the evening—making me realise that it took me about two hours to get ready. Taking a shower was not included in the amount of time I've spent.
''Come on. We don't want to be late,'' He says.
We walk side by side out of the palace, into the back of a limousine, with two other cars following us for a better security—it has always been like this. Sometimes, it's far worst, it'd be better if they just leave us alone.
he's busy typing on his phone, probably texting Evelyn. They have been going on about each other and
actually marrying her. We would be enjoying things differently and I would actually have the effort to marry her, make her my wife instead of having
It's just that, I wish our situation was different—I'd still want to end up with her but I just want
stages where we meet, show interest
1
too much to ask but I'm
if it wasn't for the damn agreement—we would never cross paths. We might end up with different people but if we have always meant to be together,
Emma. Who would've known?
cherish and protect; no matter
look at the tinted windows, seeing that we're indeed here. The amount of reporters filling the way, letting them take pictures as we walk down the red carpet; into
cameras are flashing and almost blinding my sight; making me smile, something that's a must for us royals. We walk down the red carpet, only trying to get away from the cameras as fast as possible—disliking
inside, we're greeted
are shining and brightening the whole hall, showing the amount of people, all dressed nicely and fitted
to be in here. I, on the other hand, is too busy to be amazed by
on the conversation. She doesn't seem to notice that I'm standing in the middle of the entrance, only looking at her. At the beauty that she
me awhile to
it feels like it's just the two of us. The other people here doesn't matter, no matter how
beautiful. I thought
as long as I stand,
meet mine. She seems surprised at first but her lips immediately curve up into a smile—which I reply back, due to the fact that I caught her eyeing down my body for
onto her, not bothered to look at anyone else; even if other women are staring at me and whispering words,
always known that she is beautiful but tonight, right now, she's passed that. For the first time, I'm
appropriate amount
off her collarbones and cleavage. I've completely, utterly, deeply fallen in love with her; not just by her beauty but by the
the centre of attention, people's
who has been talking to her bow slightly in respect, but for some bloody reason, I can't seem to look away from Emma. The way that she continues to
I mutter, earning another smile from her as she looks at the crowd—as they all
handsome,
that doesn't bother me right now. I'm the luckiest man alive, to have
us and others to dance—in which
nods, smiling before taking my
the back of her waist as she places one hand on my shoulder, leaving me staring directly into her eyes. It's quite a surprise that I'm
me. As I twirl her around, she is brought closer
loud enough for her to hear. My mind, my body, my soul is fully committed to
She
want to be able to kiss her all the time, hold her in my arms and just be in each other's embrace,
surprise, I find her leaning in but due to our heights, it's quite a trouble for her so I lean in too, leaving our lips to meet
kissing her back. It
pulls her by the waist; wanting to make sure that she's all mine. Let those eyes that stare at her know that she belongs to me and I belong
kind of event is this? I
onto my jaw before sighing deeply; realising that I was too caught away in the kiss
seeing that she's busy eyeing my face as she caresses the side of my face; letting me stay still,
be so beautiful?'' I whisper, smiling as she chuckles, shaking her head in disagreement. Yet, she just holds onto my hand, letting me wonder
you. You're
my heart and my soul for the years to come until my last breath,''
you fell for, I'm still yours. Till death do us apart,'' She
you promise to always love me?''
always love you.
devote your life, yourself and your love to
to you,'' I
myself with anyone else except for you; you are the woman that I've fallen deeply
cheeks are reddening and yet, I find her adorable. The way she tries to cover up
how I've managed to fall so deeply in love with someone when it was only months that I kept on saying I
by the prime minister, causing me to slowly let go of Emma and turn to look at him—in which
on looking back at her; as she was talking, laughing and even smiling at other people
Emery
''Wake up! Rise and shine,'' I open my eyes in a hurry as soon as I hear my mother's voice, instantly making me feel the amount of headache that hasn't been bothering me for so long ever since college was over.
Her voice sounds like an alarm, serious though.
I furrow my eyebrows in annoyance before turning to look at my side, seeing that Emma is nowhere to be found—realising that we haven't been sleeping in the same bed ever since we made that agreement.
''It's ten in the morning, for god's sake, mother. Why are you waking me up so early in the morning?'' I ask, laying back on the bed as I snuggle closer with the pillows. My whole body feels drained and dehydrated so, she has got to let me sleep for at least another couple of hours.
''No, wake up. You have an event tonight with Emma so you two have to bloody be there. Excuse my language but Emery, wake up! I'm not even supposed to be here waking you up, you're twenty-six, oh lord,'' She starts to mumble and make a lot of noises in the room but I don't bother waking up because she'll leave me alone later.
To my surprise, I find myself soaking wet due to the amount of cold water being poured all over me. I sit up straight in a hurry, shouting in pain before seeing Evelyn looking at me with a smirk on her face, enjoying.
''For fuck's sake, oh my god,'' I try to breathe.
''It's not ten in the morning, it's three in the afternoon. So, wake your ass up or I'll pour some more,'' She says, pointing at the bucket that she's currently holding. My head shakes in disagreement, another pour of that cold water and I'll be dead. I'm pretty sure.
''When did you even walk in?!'' I ask in frustration, not feeling satisfied by her; she has always been the one to bully me and I'm more than lucky to not be under the same roof as her for the past eight years.
''I'm everywhere, Emery. Remember that,'' She says.
''Get up, get up. Apparently, I forgot to mention that you and Emma have an event to attend. No worries, just dress up your part and be at the event,'' Mother says, as she walks out from the walk-in closet, with a pair of tux. She's the one to prepare my clothing instead of the any of the maids because she said that she knows me better. Of course, she's my mother. She knows me.
''What kind of event?'' I ask, pushing myself up.
''Just some event,'' She replies, smiling.
''Wow, that's very helpful,'' I joke and Evelyn joins me as she chuckles, agreeing. Mother is very secretive about certain informations and it annoys me sometimes.
''Get up, now.'' Evelyn adds, rolling her eyes.
I, lazily step down from the bed before heading towards the bathroom; wanting to take a shower so that I'll be able to feel fresh and comfortable. Once I'm done doing what's necessary, I head out of the bathroom to find myself staring at Evelyn, holding a tuxedo up.
As I sigh deeply, she leaves me to dress up and get myself ready for the event. An event that I don't even know the occasion; probably, a charity event or just an event where I'll dine and leave. Typical.
I stare at myself in the mirror; seeing that it has been awhile since I've gotten myself this nice. The way my tuxedo just fits nicely onto my body and my hair neatly combed to the back; couple of strands showing off a simple and lay back look, making me smile.
All of a sudden, Evelyn and mother walk into the room, eyeing my outfit before smiling to themselves
All of a sudden, Evelyn and mother walk into the room, eyeing my outfit before smiling to themselves. I just keep on looking at myself as I try to make myself look better, neater. I stare a little bit longer at the wedding band on my finger, reminded of Emma.
''Looks like you're all set,'' Mother mutters.
''Now, will you tell me what this is all for?'' I frown.
''Just attend the event. Enjoy yourself and it'll be over before you know it—trust me,'' Evelyn replies, eyeing up at the clock, ''Oh! Look at the time,'' She adds.
Then, she quickly make her way out of the room, making me realise that she was all dressed up in her dark red dress; something that she would only wear if there's a special occasion, probably like tonight.
''Where's Emma?'' I ask, putting on my wrist watch.
''You'll be going with Andrea. Don't worry, you'll meet her there at the event—have fun, my dear,'' Mother smiles before kissing onto my cheek, leaving me wonder why she won't just let Emma go with me.
''Alright. Goodnight, mother.'' I smile at her, pecking onto the side of her cheek; leaving the room with the sight of her smile, the main happiness.
I walk down the stairs to find Andrea waiting for me, he is also wearing a tuxedo which matches mine. He looks up at me, pointing at his wrist watch, ''I swear Evelyn dresses up quicker than you,'' He says, chuckling.
''That would be a lie,'' I breathe, smiling.
Then, I look down at my wrist watch to find that it's already six in the evening—making me realise that it took me about two hours to get ready. Taking a shower was not included in the amount of time I've spent.
''Come on. We don't want to be late,'' He says.
We walk side by side out of the palace, into the back of a limousine, with two other cars following us for a better security—it has always been like this. Sometimes, it's far worst, it'd be better if they just leave us alone.
he's busy typing on his phone, probably texting Evelyn. They have been going on about each other and
actually marrying her. We would be enjoying things differently and I would actually have the effort to marry her, make her my wife instead of having
It's just that, I wish our situation was different—I'd still want to end up with her but I just want
stages where we meet, show interest
1too much to ask but I'm
if it wasn't for the damn agreement—we would never cross paths. We might end up with different people but if we have always meant to be together,
Emma. Who would've known?
cherish and protect; no matter
look at the tinted windows, seeing that we're indeed here. The amount of reporters filling the way, letting them take pictures as we walk down the red carpet; into
cameras are flashing and almost blinding my sight; making me smile, something that's a must for us royals. We walk down the red carpet, only trying to get away from the cameras as fast as possible—disliking
inside, we're greeted
are shining and brightening the whole hall, showing the amount of people, all dressed nicely and fitted
to be in here. I, on the other hand, is too busy to be amazed by
on the conversation. She doesn't seem to notice that I'm standing in the middle of the entrance, only looking at her. At the beauty that she
me awhile to
it feels like it's just the two of us. The other people here doesn't matter, no matter how
beautiful. I thought
as long as I stand,
meet mine. She seems surprised at first but her lips immediately curve up into a smile—which I reply back, due to the fact that I caught her eyeing down my body for
onto her, not bothered to look at anyone else; even if other women are staring at me and whispering words,
always known that she is beautiful but tonight, right now, she's passed that. For the first time, I'm
appropriate amount
off her collarbones and cleavage. I've completely, utterly, deeply fallen in love with her; not just by her beauty but by the
the centre of attention, people's
who has been talking to her bow slightly in respect, but for some bloody reason, I can't seem to look away from Emma. The way that she continues to
I mutter, earning another smile from her as she looks at the crowd—as they all
handsome,
that doesn't bother me right now. I'm the luckiest man alive, to have
us and others to dance—in which
nods, smiling before taking my
the back of her waist as she places one hand on my shoulder, leaving me staring directly into her eyes. It's quite a surprise that I'm
me. As I twirl her around, she is brought closer
loud enough for her to hear. My mind, my body, my soul is fully committed to
She
want to be able to kiss her all the time, hold her in my arms and just be in each other's embrace,
surprise, I find her leaning in but due to our heights, it's quite a trouble for her so I lean in too, leaving our lips to meet
kissing her back. It
pulls her by the waist; wanting to make sure that she's all mine. Let those eyes that stare at her know that she belongs to me and I belong
kind of event is this? I
onto my jaw before sighing deeply; realising that I was too caught away in the kiss
seeing that she's busy eyeing my face as she caresses the side of my face; letting me stay still,
be so beautiful?'' I whisper, smiling as she chuckles, shaking her head in disagreement. Yet, she just holds onto my hand, letting me wonder
you. You're
my heart and my soul for the years to come until my last breath,''
you fell for, I'm still yours. Till death do us apart,'' She
you promise to always love me?''
always love you.
devote your life, yourself and your love to
to you,'' I
myself with anyone else except for you; you are the woman that I've fallen deeply
cheeks are reddening and yet, I find her adorable. The way she tries to cover up
how I've managed to fall so deeply in love with someone when it was only months that I kept on saying I
by the prime minister, causing me to slowly let go of Emma and turn to look at him—in which
on looking back at her; as she was talking, laughing and even smiling at other people
focus
in love,'' Andrea says from
drink, only eyeing