Bars, the taste of the alcohol, the smell of the cigarrete, and different guys---Emery Austin's life is revolving around these. She was living independently until one day, her vices and bad habits wanted to pay her off. Her fate led her into something else she did not expect. She got pregnant. And she was hiding the child she was bearing from its true father. But there is someone who came into her life---Cliff. Cliff stayed by her side to take care of her. She does not have any romantic feelings towards Cliff or any other, but as time passed by, she was not able to guard herself but fell in love with him. And upon realizing it, the chance given came to an end. Regrets, heartache and being drawn again to something miserable. Would Emery still be clinging to her messed-up love?
FVCK UP LOVE
CHAPTER ONE
Emery Austin's POV
"Miss Austin, may I know why you did that?"
I rolled my eyes as the peace officer of the condominium where I am currently residing showed me the footage of what I did yesterday. It is the specific scene wherein I threw a bottle of lotion on the unit that is located under my room. Look, I didn't mean it. It was just a result of my short temper. And I didn't really expect that the flying bottle would land on the face of a very delicate neighbor downstairs.
"Go ahead and explain yourself Miss Austin." The peace officer added. I looked around me. Everyone was waiting for my precious answer.
Oh, by the way, we are now at the administration's office.
I smirked. I should be living in the mountains and not in a condominium. I should not be dealing with these people after all. A wrong choice that I just recently made, psh.
"Do you know how to speak, Miss?" the guy in front of me asked. I narrowed my eyes. He is the delicate neighbor that filed the complaint against me.
"Yes, I know. How about you? Do you know how to shut up your mouth? " I sarcastically said. I am in bad shape and he just worsened my mood. I don't care if we were in front of this officer.
"Look at how she reacts! She must be kicked out of the building," the delicate guy shouted.
"Whatever, you are gay! Stop talking! Or else I will punch you!" I answered. If he wants war, then I will give it to him.
"As if I am afraid!" Is he really challenging me?
I was about to walk closer to him, but the peace officer held my arms.
"Both of you! Stop! If we can't settle you at peace, then maybe it is the right time to hold onto the golden rule! We will be bringing you to a room and you will be spending the whole night together!"
I punched the table because of what the officer had just said. Golden rule my feet!
"I totally disagree. I will be leaving first!" I said, then walked towards the door. But before I finally stepped out of the office, two old rotten men held my arms and brought me back in front of the officer. The latter showed me the contract that I signed. He specifically pointed me to the clause which states the golden rule.
At the back of my mind, I am ripping off the contract that I just signed. Why didn't I read it thoroughly, by the way?
So, aforementioned, they brought us into a room and locked us inside.
I just didn't bother to oppose their decision because, somewhat, I like to support them where they will become happy.
In my dreams!
I just didn't oppose it because I don't want to waste my time and energy on this kind of trash.
Now that it is just the two of us, I can freely punch this guy, right?
"This time, can we nicely introduce ourselves?" that guy asked peacefully.
I rolled my eyes.
"Nice way, my feet." I mimicked his accent.
"I sincerely apologize for dragging you to his office earlier, Miss Austin, but you should apologize as well because you threw something that caused me some lumps on my forehead." This time, he was speaking really nicely. Far away from his barbarous appearance when we were inside the administration's office.
"If apologizing is what a gay like you needs, then so be it. Sorry." This is exactly the art of sarcasm.
He sighed. Then they started to talk again.
"I will be honest with you. I planned everything, so don't call me gay anymore because, in the first place, I am a straight guy."
"What! You planned everything?" I asked, ignoring what he latter said.
"Yes, I know the golden rule, and I believe it is such a privilege to know the rule, unlike you."
I narrowed my eyes, but he just smirked at me. Look, he is transforming into evil again!
"Honestly, it was not my intention to report you, but since I know the rules, I did it. I already calculated that we will fall on the golden rule. My first impression of you is that you find it really hard to reconcile with your fellow. I want to spend the night with you, Miss Austin. That's why I did that, "he explained.
This guy is really getting on my nerves! He is unbelievable!
"But why?!?" I shouted.
"I have a crush on you..." he casually said.
"I have a crush on you..."
"I have a crush on you..."
"I have a crush on you..."
"I have a crush on you..."
"I have a crush on you..."
And it is echoing!
It is not the first time that someone confessed to me, but hey! I didn't see it coming!
"I know, right at this moment, you are not interested in my name. And so let me introduce myself with my signature dishes. I cooked all of these before I went to the peace officer. "
I was just observing him as he started to prepare the table and carefully served the dishes that he cooked.
I raised my eyebrows. What a perfect plan! And I admit my defeat!
"I also know that you are hungry. By looking at the clock and looking at your face, it truly coordinates. It is now time to eat, "he added.
Why is he talking that much, by the way? And why am I not answering? I must be blocking him, right?
"Please take your seat," he said nicely, but I just threw him a death glare.
"Do you want me to carry you here?" he asked as I was not moving from where I was currently standing. He walked close to me, but before he was able to touch an inch of my body, I hurriedly occupied the seat he was pointing to.
"Don't worry, I didn't put poison on it," he said while smiling sweetly.
A great pretender indeed! Therefore, he was just teasing me earlier at the administration's office so that I would fall for his trap. Idiot! Pathetic!
"You must be very happy right now because you have been given a night to spend with me." I sarcastically said as I started to put some food on my plate.
"Yes, I am so happy. Let's have a picture later, okay? A memory to keep, Emery."
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
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09/05/2022