Chapter 1-The Honeymoon

As Emily stared out the window of their luxurious Parisian hotel suite. "I still can't believe this is real," she said, her voice bubbling with excitement. "Who knew wedding planning could be such a rollercoaster?"

Alexander, who was engrossed in his phone, barely grunted in response. "It was a disaster." He mumbled.

Emily's expression tightened, her smile waning. She had been trying to brush off Alexander's distraction all day but it was starting to wear on her.

"Could you put that down for a minute? You have been on it since we got here." She asked trying to keep her tone light.

But his response was distant. "Mmm-hmm. It's business; I'll done soon, sunshine." He said his eyes never leaving his phone.

Emily's frustration was starting to boil but she smiled. She knew he was such a workaholic. And it was their honeymoon, so she had to keep the atmosphere as cheerful as possible.

"So what do you say we enjoy our first night in Paris? Forget about work for a bit uh darling?"

"Yeah, sure. Whatever you say, sunshine, allow me to round this up,, ok?" He said, laughing abruptly, his eyes still fixed on his phone.

Just then, a knock at the door interrupted the awkward moment.

"Ah, perfect timing," Alexander said, finally putting down his phone.

The hotel staff member, a friendly-looking young man with a warm smile, entered the room. "Bonjour, welcome to the Hotel Plaza Athenee! I'll be helping you with your luggage."

As the staff member efficiently unloaded their suitcases and arranged them in the spacious closet, Emily couldn't help but bounce around the room, exploring every nook and cranny.

"Oh my goodness, look at this view!" she exclaimed, rushing over to the floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a breathtaking panorama of the Eiffel Tower.

The staff member smiled and handed Alexander a small folder containing their room keys and other essential information. "You have a wonderful room, monsieur. If you need anything at all, please don't hesitate to contact us."

As the staff member departed, Emily continued to explore the luxurious suite, cooing over the plush carpets, the marble bathroom, and the lavish flower arrangements.

Alexander watched her, a small smile on his face, but his eyes still seemed distant, his mind preoccupied with whatever business dealings were consuming his attention.

Emily walked out of the bathroom, a look of wonder still on her face. "This bathroom is incredible," she said, wrapping her arms around Alexander's waist.

Alexander smiled, but his eyes seemed distant. "I'm glad you like it," he said, gently prying Emily's arms off him.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Emily asked, noticing the sudden change in Alexander's demeanor.

"I have a meeting," Alexander said, his voice brisk.

Emily's eyes widened in surprise and confusion.

"A meeting? Here? In Paris? On our honeymoon?" she asked, her voice rising in incredulity.

Alexander nodded, grabbing his thick coat from the closet. "Yes, sunshine. It's a business meeting. I'll be back soon," he promised, planting a quick kiss on Emily's cheek.

Emily felt a pang of disappointment and confusion. "But...but this is our honeymoon," she protested.

Alexander's expression turned serious. "I know, Emily. And I promise, this is important. It won't take long," he assured her, already heading for the door.

"Who is it?" Emily asked, feeling a twinge of suspicion.

Alexander hesitated for a moment before responding. "Just a business associate. Don't worry about it," he said, opening the door and stepping out into the hallway.

Emily watched him go, feeling a sense of unease wash over her.

What kind of business meeting could be so important that it had to happen on their honeymoon?

Emily's phone rang, pulling her out of her thoughts. She smiled as she saw the names of her friends, Vivian, Selena, and Çhloe, flashing on the screen. It was a group video call.

"Hey, girls!" Emily answered, trying to sound more cheerful than she felt.

The three friends squealed in unison, their faces filling the screen. "Hey, Em! How's Paris?" Selena asked.

"It's amazing," Emily replied, holding up her phone to show them the breathtaking view from her window.

"Wow, that's gorgeous!" Vivian shouted in excitement. "Now, let's see your room!"

Emily laughed and walked around the room, showing off the luxurious suite. "Woah, this is insane!" Chloe said, her eyes wide with envy.

As Emily gave them a tour, the conversation turned to more girly topics. "So, how's the honeymoon sex?" Selena asked, winking at the camera.

Emily blushed, laughing. "You guys are so bad!"

Vivian chimed in, "Come on, Em, spill the tea! Is Alexander still as hot as ever?"

Emily playfully rolled her eyes. "You guys are impossible. But, yes, he's still pretty amazing."

Sarah asked, "So, what's the plan for tonight? Are you going to wear something sexy and seduce your husband?"

Emily giggled. "I might just have to do that. But first, I need some advice from you guys. Alexander just left for some mysterious business meeting, and I'm feeling a little weird about it. We all know he is a work alcoholic but still..."

Vivian's eyes widened in surprise. "What do you mean he left?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.

Emily shrugged. "Business stuff, I suppose. He said he had a meeting."

Selena frowned. "That's not how to treat a lady, though. Your honeymoon is supposed to be all about romance and relaxation."

Chloe, who had been quiet until then, spoke up. "Probably he ran away because he couldn't handle all the lovey-dovey stuff."

Selena playfully hit Chloe on the arm. "Chloe!! You're making things worse!"

Vivian chuckled. "Ignore Chloe, Emily. He'll be back soon, okay? Just have your bath, relax, and enjoy the view."

Emily smiled, feeling a bit better. "You're right, Viv. I'll just chill and wait for him to come back."

Selena added, "And when he does, give him a hard time. Make him regret leaving you alone in Paris."

The girls all laughed, and Emily felt her anxiety start to fade away.

Chloe, still being her usual goofy self, started making funny faces and poses on camera, making everyone laugh even harder.

As they continued to chat and joke around, Emily's phone suddenly beeped, indicating an incoming text message. She looked at the screen and saw Alexander's name flashing on the display.

"Girls, I think he's texting me," Emily said.

Vivian's voice was calm and reassuring. "Answer it, Em. See what he has to say for himself."

"Alright, love y'all, bye," Emily said, ending the video call with her friends.

"Bye," they said in unison.

Emily then checked her phone and saw Alexander's text: "Open the door."

Curious, Emily walked over to the door and opened it. To her surprise, Alexander was standing there, holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

"You went out to get me flowers?" Emily asked, touched by the thoughtful gesture.

Alexander smiled. "Yes, sunshine," he replied, handing her the flowers.

He then leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. "I need a shower," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Emily blushed and smiled, feeling a flutter in her chest. As Alexander walked into the bathroom, Emily couldn't help but admire her husband's handsome figure as he began to undress.

Chapter 2-Her first night.

Later that day, Emily had a relaxing warm bath after the long hectic journey. Her fingers glided across her skin as she applied a rich, velvety lotion to her skin.

The bedroom lights cast a warm glow and sexual vibes around the room. Something was missing, though. She snapped her fingers, a sly grin spreading across her face.

"Aha! Music!"

She quickly turned on the mini speaker in the room, and the soft hum of the device filled the air.

"Love Like You Do" by Ellie Goulding was her go-to jam, and she couldn't help but sway to the beat as she tapped the song on her screen to play.

As the opening notes filled the room, Emily closed her eyes, letting the music wash over her. She began to sing along, her voice blending with Ellie's in perfect harmony.

"So love like you do, love love like you do... yeah... touch me like you do, touch like you..." The lyrics seemed to take on a new meaning as she sang, her mind filling with naughty thoughts of what she and Alex would do tonight.

She could almost feel Alex's hands on her skin, his lips tracing a path down her neck. Emily's heart began to pound in anticipation, her skin tingling with desire. She felt like she was melting into the music, her worries and cares slipping away with each passing note.

But just as she was getting lost in the moment, the doorbell rang, shrill and insistent. Emily's eyes snapped open, and she frowned, feeling like she'd been yanked back to reality.

And why did they have to interrupt her perfect evening?

Who could that be?

They were in the middle of their honeymoon and they had explicitly requested for no interruptions.

Curiosity got the better of her as she wore a long robe and made her way to the door.

"This better be worth my time." she mattered.

Alexander was still taking his shower, it would be unwise to disturb him.

"Hi, delivery for Sir Alexander Ross." It was a delivery man holding a small elegantly wrapped box.

"I'm his wife," Emily replied taking the box from him. "I'll sign."

After quickly signing the clipboard, the delivery guy left. She closed the door, her mind mixing with excitement.

What surprise had the love of her life planned for her?

She carefully tore off the wrapping paper; it was a black box adorned with a silver logo. Her heart skipped a beat as she opened the box.

"Oh my..."

It was a stunning necklace with a silver pendant engraved with the letter "E".

It was hers!!!

Alexander must have ordered it for her.

"I knew it. He loves me." She said as she felt a surge of love towards him. He was thoughtful despite being a workaholic.

She carefully placed and wrapped the jewelry box, her racing with excitement. She couldn't wait for him to place on her neck himself.

Emily returned to her dressing mirror, checking her reflection one last time. She smiled, satisfied with her appearance.

Tonight was special; she had kept herself for him, and he was patient enough. Just then, the bathroom door swung open revealing Alex with a white towel wrapped around his waist.

“wow.” she breathed.

Yet again, she was admiring her husband's chiseled physique. While she kept staring, his eyes met hers with a hint of a smile on his face.

“Hey beautiful,” his deep, rich voice, which sounded like music to her ears, called out.

“what's up darling?” she asked, walking over to him with her hips swaying seductively as she said with a teasing voice ."There was a delivery while you were in the shower,"

Alexander's expression changed in an instant, shock written all over his face. "Did you open it?" he asked sounding worried

"Nah, I didn't open it," she said sounding innocent. Alexander looked at her closely, his suspicious.

"Good girl," he said, his voice low. “it's a secret. Don't ask questions."

“Okay, darling.”

She walked closer to Alexander, her body inches from his. "So, what do you say we forget about the delivery and focus on us?" she whispered.

Alexander's eyes locked onto hers intensely. For a moment, Emily thought she saw a flicker of something that looked almost like guilt in his eyes but then he looked desireful.

"I'd like that," he said, his voice was low and sexy.

Emily's lips curved into a smile as Alexander's mouth descended onto hers. The kiss was quite brief, but it could send shivers down her spine.

Without warning Alexander pushed Emily to the bed, his eyes burning with desire. She laughed a bit nervously anticipating a night of pleasure and romance.

"Hey slow down, I already know you want me," she said with a seductive smile on her face that gave off a hint of nervousness.

His response tho was not what she was expecting.

"There'll be no need for foreplay, I wanna eat you up right now," he said with a lustful but detached look in his eyes.

"No foreplay? But..." She protested. To hhimrtoreplay was a very intimate part of sex for lovers, and he just wanted to skip it. Just how good was he in bed?

He ignored her protest and pinned her down, his breath now ragged, more of a grunt. He positioned himself and slipped inside her. She let out a gasp and grabbed the sheets as intense pain, n as well as pleasure surged through her.

"Ughh! Please be careful," she held her breath as she felt pulses flow through her from down there.

He started thrusting in and out of her as he pinned her arms to the bed. She squirmed as she felt more pain than pleasure as he violently thrust into he; she had no idea what he was thinking as he fucked he,r disregarding the fact that this was a first for her.

"Just enjoy it, sunshine; just let the pleasure flow," he said,d trying to be reassuring.

On the other hand,d she had no idea what pleasure he was talking about. All she felt was sharp pain like she was getting cut in succession down there,e but she had to bear it at least to make the whole experience special for him,m and there wasn't much she could do either way. He literally had her pinned to the bed and she couldn't do much.

He eventually let go of her hand as he got overwhelmed by pleasure and he held her tightly as he thrust deeper into her, nibbling on her neck. She grabbed a hold of him as well at least trying to numb the pain. She sank his fingers into his back,k perhaps hoping the pain would make him go easy on him,r but it only made it worse as he spread her legs apart even more as if hoping to rip them apart as he slammed into her.

At this point,t she was screaming instead of moaning but she could feel little surges of pleasure and just when it was all starting to feel good for her,he let out a grunt and released his load. He thrust into her one last time and pulled out and fell on the bed with a huge exhale.

Emily stared at him both shocked and disappointed. She had expected a lot more the sex but she had no idea what was going through his head while he fucked her. It felt more like he was fucking a whore than someone he loved.

"So that's it huh?" She whispered, a hint of disappointment in her voice.

Chapter 3-The Jewelry

Months later

The sun had set, and the skyscrapers of Manhattan were shining bright. Emily had worn her favorite pair of baggy jeans and a black crop top and got ready to go out. She was meeting her friends at a new bar in the Meatpacking District.

The last time they saw her was at Emily's wedding.

Immediately she got into her car, her phone buzzed with a text from Alexander.

"Hey my sunshine, I'm in Chicago for work. I'll be back tomorrow."

"What a busy bee you are. I'm heading out for a night out with the girls," she replied back.

"Alright, be safe. I love you."

"I love you."

Emily smiled, put on her phone, started the engine, and drove down the busy street; she watched as the city lights went by. The night was beautiful.

She pulled up to the curb on Gansevoort Street and turned off the engine. She could see her friends waiting for her outside the bar, chatting and laughing together.

As she stepped out of the car, Vivian, her childhood friend, was the first to spot her. "Oh my gosh! Is that Emily?" she squealed, rushing over to give Emily a big hug.

"Wow, marriage really looks good on you!" Selena chimed in, eyeing Emily's glowing complexion and bright smile.

Chloe, sipping on a cup of Coke, raised an eyebrow. "Until he breaks her heart," she said with a sly smile.

"Come on, Chloe. Just because things didn't work out for you doesn't mean they won't work out for me." Emily said playfully rolling her eyes.

Chloe snorted. "Yeah, right. Don't come crying to me when it all falls apart. By the way, you look really pretty tonight."

Emily smiled, but before Chloe could say anything else, she interrupted. "Shh, shh, let's just go inside."

The girls burst out laughing and followed Emily into the bar, ready to let loose and have a great time.

At the bar, Emily slid onto the stool next to her friends, they squealed in unison, hugging her tightly.

"Girl, we've missed you!" Selena shouted while he held Emily at arm's length. "How was the honeymoon?"

Emily grinned, feeling a flush rise to her cheeks. "It was amazing. Paris is so romantic."

"I bet," Chloe said, winking. "So, what's it like being married?"

Emily laughed. "It's weird, but good. I keep expecting someone to tell me it's all a joke."

The girls giggled, clinking their glasses together in a toast. "To Emily and Alexander!" they chorused.

As they sipped their drinks, the conversation turned to their jobs, love lives, and everything in between. Emily felt like she was back in her element, surrounded by her friends and the pulsing energy of the bar.

"So, what's new with you guys?" Emily asked, leaning in curiously.

"Well, Selena got a new boyfriend," Chloe said.

"Ex-boyfriend," Selena corrected. "It didn't even last a month. I think Chloe's attitude towards relationships is rubbing off on me."

"I told you men are trouble," Chloe said.

"Not all men are bad," Emily said. "Alex loves me and he's a good man. He's just busy with work."

"That's something I couldn't handle," Vivian said, bringing a box of pizza to the table. "I want to see my man when he's awake. People are different, though. Since you married a billionaire, it's expected that he'll be busy."

While they were eating pizza and chatting, Selena brought up an interesting topic. "Speaking of which, I heard someone very rich bought a special jewel for his girlfriend."

Chloe's eyes lit up. "You mean the jewelry that's only made once every 20 years? I've heard it's very expensive."

Selena nodded. "Yes, that's the one. I heard a billionaire bought it and it has the letter E on it."

Emily's curiosity got the best of her. "Do you have a picture of it?" She asked, trying to sound casual.

Selena pulled out her phone and started scrolling through it. "I think I saw a picture of it online somewhere. Let me check."

As Selena searched for the picture, Emily's mind was racing. "Aha. Found it"

It was the same necklace Alex had ordered on their honeymoon. She had been waiting for Alex to give her the jewelry, but he hadn't said anything about it. She decided to put it out of her mind and enjoy the night with her friends.

The next morning, Emily woke up late. She quickly got dressed and called her dad. "I'm on my way, Dad. I'm serious. I didn't forget your birthday!"

Her dad was upset with her for being late. Emily explained, "I slept at my friend's house, that's why I woke up late. But I'm coming now. My driver is fast, so I'll be there soon."

Emily ended the call and turned to her driver, Justin. "Justin, can you please drive faster? My dad is going to be really mad at me."

Justin chuckled and said, "Okay, ma'am. I'll get you there as fast as I can."

The Johnson's house was filled with guests who came to celebrate Mr. Johnson's 60th birthday. Mr. Johnson was a well-known wealthy and humble man who was ranked one of the top 15 wealthy businessmen in London.

Emily stepped out of her car, wearing a beautiful purple fitted gown that showed off her petite yet cute figure. As she walked into the mansion, all the guests turned to look at her with admiration. She was the wife of Alexander, the billionaire who was ranked number 5 in the whole world.

"Emily!!!" her father exclaimed, spotting her across the room.

"Dad!!" Emily ran to him, throwing her arms around him in a tight hug. "I missed you, Dad."

Her father hugged her back, holding her close. "I missed you too, baby. How have you been? Is Alexander treating you well?"

"Yes, Dad, he is," Emily replied, smiling.

"And where is he?" her father asked, looking around the room.

"He's in Chicago for business," Emily explained. "But he'll be back tonight."

Her father frowned, looking concerned. "So, he's not putting you as his priority? As a married man, he should make time for you. He should cut back on some of his business dealings."

Emily nodded, feeling a little defensive. "I know, Dad. But Alexander's business is important. And he loves me, I know that."

As Emily and her father chatted, her stepmother appeared, wearing a fake smile on her face.

"Stepmom," Emily said, smiling back at her.

"Emily dear, you look lovely as always," her stepmother said, but Emily could tell she didn't really mean it.

Emily ignored her stepmother's insincere comment, too happy to let it bother her. "Where's Emilia?" Emily asked, looking around for her stepsister.

"I'm here," Emilia said, stepping out from behind her mother.

Emily's smile faltered as she saw something that made her heart skip a beat. Around Emilia's neck was the necklace that Alex had ordered, the one that Emily had been waiting for him to give her.

Emily's eyes widened in shock as she stared at the necklace.

Why was Emilia wearing it?

And how did she even get it?

Emily's mind was racing with questions, a lot of questions.