Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
“Excuse me?” Juliet’s confusion only grew.
“You heard me right, I’m not jealous of your determination to win him over. But I think you’re trying too hard for a man who doesn’t like you -“
“Then you, who he loves, why do you keep him waiting? You’re obviously not falling asleep either and just as you said to me, your lover could very well help you sleep, why then aren’t you with him?” Juliet spoke up this time.
“Huh?” Cecil’s brows narrowed in confusion. However when she understood what the woman was insinuating, she decided to clear up the misunderstanding.
“Excuse me, but I think you’re mistaken here but I’m not Emerald’s lover….. and would never be” and why was there a slight hesitation in her tone?
“You’re not? That’s impossible, aren’t you his first love?” Juliet asked with a trace of confusion.
Unfortunately, Cecil was confused too, “What are you talking about?”
“Listen here,” Juliet told her, running her tongue over her lips while her hand thread through her hair out of bewilderment, “Everything I have done today was an act – I did it to make you jealous. However, that doesn’t mean I have no feelings for Emerald and only decided to give you a chance because I heard from Sakuzi that you’re his first love,”
“What?” Cecil was still trying to comprehend the whole craziness as Juliet went on.
“But it seems you’re not quite grateful for this huge sacrifice, which is why by tomorrow I’m taking it back,” Juliet took a step closer so their eyes were meeting even though Cecil was two inches or so taller than her. It was not that noticeable.
“Tonight is your last chance, or you can forget all about Emerald from tomorrow henceforth. I’ve respected what you both shared for a while now, but I’m not hesitating this time around. So Good luck tonight,” Juliet made her point known and left while Cecil stood stupefied. What just happened?
She was Emerald’s first love? No, that was impossible! She and the man had only met that day in that club and had a one-night stand. One night stands don’t have feelings for their partner but move on with their life as if it was nothing – that was the whole point of it.
Also, why did it look like Juliet was issuing a challenge to her? She would take over Emerald’s heart from tomorrow? What the heck was going on here? She didn’t even have anything to do with Emerald from day one.
Still shaken from the confession, Cecil found her way back to her room. She dismissed Juliet’s threats aside and laid back down on her bed. Emerald and she were not a couple,?and perhaps, this was a perfect opportunity to show it. Once the day breaks, she is out of here, out of his life and Juliet would have the chance she was so desperate for.
With that thought in mind, Cecil closed her eyes and tried to sleep – which was a futile attempt. Each time she closed her eyes, all she could see was a picturesque scene of Emerald and Juliet smiling as newlyweds.
“Ugh!” Cecil groaned, throwing the sheet away and thanking God for the fact she slept alone. Why was she disturbed? Emerald was nobody to her! Maybe it was because of the fact there were rumors of her being his first love?
“Fine,” She got down from her bed once again. But this time, she was heading somewhere with determination. Looking at the clock, it was twelve-thirty in the night and she was pretty sure he was still awake because she could make out party songs from the garden.
Though the birthday celebration was over, some of the gang members had taken that opportunity to party hard and get wasted – it seems they don’t get much of that opportunity around here.
Cecil trudged through the garden yet she couldn’t find him. She asked one of the men who could talk without slurring and found out that the man in question had retired to his room not long ago.
Thanking him and avoiding some drunk staggering fools, Cecil made her way to Emerald’s quarters with her heart pounding against her chest. She had run out of this place earlier today and here she was once going again.
What was she even going to say to him? Ask him about the first love of a thing? Yeah, right. She had to ask him about it tonight, else she loses her courage tomorrow.
So with a shaky breath, Cecil knocked on the door just once and realized how stupid she was. What if he was sleeping and she just woke him? Besides, why make a big deal out of a baseless rumor? Gosh, she was so stupid.
Facepalming, she thanked the lord she had not knocked loudly and turned to leave when the door clicked open. Oh no.
Cecil’s jaw dropped to the ground when she saw Emerald open the door with one hand while the other was supporting his phone as he was in the middle of a call.
Her gaze roved over him; his hair was wet from the shower and droplets of water dripped onto his chest, watching intently as one trailed down his hard muscles to the fine hairs on his stomach which finally soaked into his briefs… briefs?!!
Cecil’s eyes almost fell out from the socket when she saw the bulge… oh my God…. Blood rushed to her face and she glanced up only for her eyes to connect with Emerald’s.
Oh God, she was in trouble.
The third point of view:
“What is it?” Emerald’s deep male voice awakened her from her reverie. He ended the call to tend to her, having a feeling this was important, else she wouldn’t come to his place by one in the night, right?
Yeah, what is it? What exactly did she come here to do?
“M-may I come in?” she couldn’t believe she was stuttering. Cecil felt a patch of dryness in her throat and with the way her heart was pounding, it was as if she wanted to have a heart attack.
“Fine, you can come in, but I’m not decent – that’s one on you,” He said, moving to the side to let her in.
Cecil sucked in a sharp breath as she passed him, the scent of the perfumed soap he had used in the shower wafting into her nose. It smelled manly yet with a trace of loveliness, and it was making her head swirl. Cecil had never felt this heightened around him – the feeling scared her.
“What do you want?” Emerald asked, and at the same time banged the door close which made her almost jump out of her skin. She was intensely aware of the fact it was just the two of them in a room with him wearing just a brief with the rest of his masculinity bared to her. Maybe she should have just waited for him to make himself decent.
“I er…” Cecil scratched the back of her head, “What was she going to say with him staring at her like that. She felt a sudden fear overwhelm her when she realized the reason for coming here had completely escaped her mind. What was he going to think of her now?
“Cecil?” Emerald asked one more, face scrunched up in confusion.
“I met your woman out here,” she blurted out. Good going. Just great!
His brow arched questioningly
“Juliet,”
He scowled, “I told you she’s not my woman,”
“But she likes you,”
“So?”
“Give her a chance,” Cecil said the first thing she thought of, even though the tightening feeling in her chest was back. Why does it feel like she was speaking the opposite of what she meant?
“If this is what you came here to say then I’ll advise you to kindly leave,” He gestured to the door, “It’s this way,”
“Juliet likes you and she seems to have this idea that I’m your first love – which is kind of stupid. I’ve said it’s impossible but she doesn’t believe me and -“
“Yeah, she doesn’t believe you because it’s true,” Emerald said.