Kapitel 16: A Tangled Web of Emotions
At the Café
Rustle, rustle. In the bushes near Dylan's favorite coffee shop, Magna and Cathy crouched low, trying to get a glimpse of him. Dylan, who was casually sipping his coffee, glanced in their direction with a knowing smirk.
"Hey, Cathy, don't push!" Magna whispered harshly as Cathy adjusted her position, causing the leaves to tremble.
Dylan turned toward the sound, clearly unimpressed. "Magna, don't humiliate yourself," he said dryly before turning to leave.
Magna, undeterred, dashed out from the bushes and caught his hand. "Wait!" she exclaimed.
Dylan sighed and tried to free himself, but in the struggle, Magna stumbled and fell, scraping her hand on the pavement. She winced in pain as blood began to trickle from the wound.
Dylan's expression shifted immediately. "You're impossible," he muttered under his breath before picking her up effortlessly.
Magna, now in his arms, was too stunned to speak. He carried her to his car, placed her gently in the passenger seat, and took out a first-aid kit.
"Don't act so clumsy," he said gruffly as he cleaned her wound.
Magna stared at him with wide eyes, her cheeks flushed. She looked like a bashful kitten, and Dylan, despite himself, found the sight adorable. Unable to resist, he leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"Magna," he began softly, "stop trying to persuade me. I'm in love with someone else. Please, just let this go."
Tears welled up in Magna's eyes. "I don't care," she said firmly. "I'll make you notice me, Dylan."
She opened the car door and stepped out before Dylan could respond.
"Do whatever you want, Magna. I couldn't care less," he called after her, but as she smiled at him through her tears, his jaw dropped. He shook his head and got back into the car, muttering to himself.
His driver chuckled quietly. "She's persistent, sir."
Dylan glared at him. "I'm serious. I'm in love with Emily. I love her, not Magna."
The driver smirked. "If you say so, sir."
Dylan sighed, leaning back in his seat, confused. Then why does Magna keep creeping into my thoughts? Hmph, probably because she's trying to seduce me.
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At Ethan's Mansion
"Hey, Em—" Ethan started, but Emily cut him off sharply.
"I want to sleep in a separate room. I don't want to be involved in your affairs," she said firmly, crossing her arms.
Ethan leaned against the wall, watching her with amusement. She's like a little baby, pouting and trying to order me around, he thought, unable to hide a small smile.
Before Emily could walk away, Ethan closed the distance between them. His bathrobe hung loosely, and with one swift motion, he pinned her against the wall.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that," he said, his voice low and commanding.
Emily's eyes widened as she met his gaze, her breath hitching. Ethan tilted her chin upward and kissed her passionately. Before she could protest, he scooped her up and carried her to the bed.
"Put me down, you jerk!" she protested, struggling against him.
But as his kisses deepened, her struggles faded. The tension between them melted into something more intense, and Emily found herself swept away.
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The Next Morning
Ethan woke up late, the sunlight streaming through the curtains. He stretched lazily, reaching for Emily, but the bed beside him was empty.
"Emily?" he called out, but there was no answer.
He assumed she'd gone to her library, but in truth, Emily was at the studio, preparing for her first day on set with Dylan.
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On Set
Emily stood on the set of Love Triangle, her heart pounding as she recited her lines. Dylan stood opposite her, his presence as magnetic as ever.
"I still love you," Emily said, her voice trembling with emotion.
Dylan stepped closer, his gaze intense. He pulled her into his arms, their faces inches apart. "Then prove it," he said, his voice low and full of longing.
As he leaned in for the scripted kiss, Emily felt her cheeks flush. She braced herself for the scene, but just before their lips met, Anna burst onto the set, delivering her lines with an exaggerated flourish.
"Hey, lovey-dovey already!" Anna exclaimed, interrupting them.
"Cut!" the director shouted. "Anna, you need to put more emotion into your line."
Anna blushed furiously. "Sorry, sir. I'll try again."
They reset the scene, and this time, something unexpected happened.
As Dylan leaned in for the kiss, he didn't stop when the director called "Cut." Instead, he kissed Emily for real, leaving her stunned.
The crew fell silent, and someone snapped a photo of the moment, the flash startling Emily out of her daze.
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The Aftermath
As the crew whispered amongst themselves, Emily pulled away, her face a mix of shock and embarrassment.
"Dylan, what are you doing?" she hissed.
Dylan smirked. "Just adding authenticity to the scene."
Emily glared at him, her cheeks burning. "You're impossible."
Meanwhile, Anna grabbed her phone, already seeing the photo circulating online. "Uh-oh," she muttered. "This is going to create chaos."
Back at Ethan's mansion, Ethan scrolled through his phone, his eyes narrowing as he saw the viral photo of Dylan and Emily's kiss.
His jaw tightened. "What the hell is going on here?"
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**) How do you think Ethan will react when he learns about the kiss? Will it cause tension between him and Emily?
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