Loving the CEO novel Chapter 55

As soon as I was outside of the kitchen, and into the hallway I was attacked by Amelia. Pushing me roughly against the wall, she put her lips over mine trying to kiss me while putting my hands on her thigh. I was about to push her away when I heard Emily shout, "bastard." Looking up I saw Emily standing there with tears glistening in her eyes before she turned and ran away. Pushing away Amelia, I ran after her but by the time I caught up with her she was outside walking fiercely down the driveway.

Holding on to her hand, she stopped and I could see her body shaking from her sobs. Turning towards me she spoke, "I hate you, Adam, I hate you so much." I could feel my heart been torn out of my chest and it took everything inside me to not break down.

"Emily I'm sorry I didn't know that it was some kind of hoax. I don't like Amelia that way."

"Then why would she do that? She's the maid." She looked at me for an answer and when I didn't give it to her. She started shaking her head while saying no repeatedly while trying to get out of my grasp. "You fucked her, didn't you?" Disgust lacing her tone.

"I did but it was a long time ago," I replied shamefully.

"You know I honestly thought that you could let me experience something different after what I had been through clearly I was wrong. You changed me, and you showed and let me experience things that I often dreamt off. It was real then but now it seems more like a fairy tale façade. It seems like I'm never good enough."

My jaws were now ticking when she said all that it seems she was about to say something else when my tone of voice cut her off. "No, you listen to me, Emily. You changed me, you changed the entire fucking game and I would be stupid to not acknowledge, appreciate and treasure it. What we have is no fucking fairy tale, it's very much real and I would be a damn fool to let that all go. So, don't you ever question my lov- my feelings for you."

"But Adam, I–"

"No fucking buts Amelia, just pack your things and go," my voice boomed. Turning to look at her, she was standing there with tears running down her eyes and seeing her crying would often soften me a bit but not today, not tonight. She was the reason I was in this mess and I would be damned if I kept her around for it to happen again.

"Why are you still here?" James asked when he saw that she wasn't making an attempt to move. Looking at me pleadingly, I turned my head away from her before I heard her footsteps receding. Going upstairs, I opened my office door with my key and went inside. Sitting at my desk, I opened the drawer and took out a glass and the bottle of bourbon before I filled it. Drowning it in one gulp, I filled the glass once again before I leaned back in my chair and began drinking again, this time a bit slower. I felt so empty like a piece of me had been missing and in fact it was. I didn't know if she would ever forgive me for this, she trusted me and I broke that trust despite it not been intentional and I don't think I could ever forgive myself for her having that look of hurt and betrayal on her face. I had to fix this, I need to make it right. I need to show her that I was sorry and that she was everything. I had to show her that I wanted her and this isn't just some game to me.