Chapter 1
Aiden's room is bigger as she imagined his would be, but didn't comprehend that fact that it was minimalist yet elegant. The room walls covered with soft gray paint, and decorated with few simple abstract paintings. Some plants were placed at the side of the entry door, making it more lively than a normal gray well polished space. He didn't come off like that when he was in school, he's more social, fun, charismatic and also topper in his class.
Emma stood by the window, feeling out of place.
Aiden closed the distance between them, moved his steps deliberate towards her. Emma felt a strange mix of anticipation and fear. As he approached without leaving his sight off of her, she gently placed her hand on his chest, trying to stop him.
Emma
"Didn't you tell me you would never come to like me, ever?"
Aiden paused, his green eyes shimmers with an intensity that made Emma's heart race. He looked directly at her, and for a brief moment, the world seemed to hold its breath.
Aiden parker
"I will break all of my promises I made only to get you, Mrs. Emma Sinclair"
*His voice was firm yet low honey soft hum, you can easily melt into*
Before, she could react, he clasped his hands with hers, pushing her hand away. He closed the gap between them, their breath almost mingles against each other
Emma
*I felt sudden clash of his lips onto mine. I lose my balance, before I fall, he grab me by my waist and pushed me to the wall.*
She tried to push him away but found herself lost in him as his each kiss deepens with each passing second
Emma
"Aiden, we can't ... this is...,"
Aiden parker
"Why not, Emma? Tell me why can't"
Emma
*His husky, low, deep voice sent shivers down my spine. The way he looked at me, the way his voice wrapped me around like a warm embrace, it was impossible to ignore the magnetic pull between us*
He leaned in again, capturing her lips once again, in a softer, more tender way.
* Back to high school period *
Emma
Hi, I'm Emma Sinclair. You could say I'm in typical popular high school girl, but that would be a lie.
I've always been ambitious, drive and maybe a little envious. Okay, a lot envious to most. My adoptive father, David Sinclair, loves me more than anything, but my life at home isn't perfect. My stepmother barely tolerates me, but in counterpart I am very close with my step-brother, Ethan.
And have two-bestie, Sophie and Lily, who are literally like my sisters. We did fight badly when we were in kindergarden,
my goodness! Embarrassing!
but now. Oh, well.
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