Emil Idv Novels & Stories

I asked. “Mummy is coming home?!,” she asked, I nodded. “Yes love, she is, watch after your brother for me,” “Okay dad, promise,” “Good, bye love,” “Bye,” I turned to see the two men looking at me. “You are coming with me,” Emilio said. I nodded following him. “How did your second hand find information about people?,” Emilio asked me. I looked at him, I never ask Pavel how he deal with the business even as the boss I have no interest in those business

“Emily.” The name hit harder than I expected. “Don’t compare them,” I said. Ivan tilted his head. “Emily only bites when she senses danger. She's Calm. Controlled. Strategic.” His lips curved. “This one? She’s quick to anger.” I clenched my jaw. “They’re nothing alike,” I said. Ivan studied me for a long moment, his amusement fading into something sharper. “If you say so.” “I didn’t bring you here to analyze people in my house,” I said. “We should talk about something else.”

“The delivery man will message me when he arrives and I’ll pick up the food myself.” Emmeline observed him silently for a while. “You’re such an INTJ,” she teased. Zavian raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And how did you figure that out?” Emmeline tossed the towel from her damp hair on the bed. “Because you can’t function without a perfectly structured life plan,” she replied. A soft chuckle escaped Zavian. “Fair enough.” He motioned for her to turn around. Emmeline obliged, shifting so her back was to him. Then she pulled her knees up on the bed with her arms resting on her legs as she settled in.

When Jeremy observed the guy completely, a light flashed in his eyes and he looked at Edmund straight in the eyes. “Are you Edmund Hale of Eclipse Enterprises?” Jeremy asked in a surprised tone and Edmund nodded. “Oh my god, sir! I am a big fan! Your new gaming idea is just way too awesome. When I become a software engineer, I will work for you” Jeremy took his hand again and shook it rigorously. Emily’s eyes widened when her not so social brother was about to jump on Edmund. “I will directly launch you as my newest game developer. It will be nice to work with you in near future” Edmund smiled at Jeremy politely.

And just like in their previous life, they only have one child from their marriage, which was Emilio. Perhaps because Emilio in this life got all the love from his parents, he grew up as a brilliant child who was adored by many. When Emilio was finally able to use a computer and surf the news portals, he could find many articles covering how 'Emilio' often won various championships. People envied him for having a perfect life. Because apart from being born into a wealthy family, Emilio was also born with above-average brainpower.

I snarl, flaring my nostrils at him while trying to yank my wrists from his grasp. Emeric is the same age as Draven, but just a few weeks older than Drae. That makes him at least twenty-two and fresh out of university. He and Drae hate each other and although I have no idea why, I completely understand why Drae dislikes him. The guy is a complete douché with no ounce of respect for others' personal space. He probably gets off by kicking puppies, harassing innocent children, and stealing candy from babies. I hate him. Loathe him entirely, as the Grinch would say. Emeric might be a good-looking young man with a drop-dead gorgeous body... but that is where the attractiveness ends. His personali

finally he voiced out his thoughts only then did Sia look up and shook her head in denial "H...he wouldn't do it...I'm certain of it...Emil isn't capable of killing anyone" she said defensively because she knew Emiliano very well by now and although he was selfishly centered and loved himself more than anything, and yes at times he would act vile and make baseless threats but he would never hurt anyone she had seen that multiple times

~Adrian “What exactly do you want from me?” I asked. And she didn’t hesitate. “I want to marry you.” I blinked repeatedly. Was she insane? “Is this how you usually pick up guys at a bar?” I asked, already getting pissed off. She straightened, seriousness marked into her features. “My name is Emilia,” she said. “I’m twenty-three. I just graduated from college. I make my own money. “I’m super funny,” she said, almost too quickly, like she was nervous but trying not to show it.

Emilia immediately grimaced in discomfort. "Sorry if Cody bothers you, sir. I'm really sorry, but Eva isn't at home, and Cody is crying because he's looking for his mother," Emilia said, making Jasper nod in understanding. "I see," "I'm really sorry if Cody's crying bothers you. By the way, my name is Emilia Robinson, and I am Eva's best friend.” Emilia stretched her hand toward Jasper. Jasper greeted Emilia's handshake in a friendly manner. "I'm pleased to meet you. Uh, may I know where Eva is? Is she working late and not coming home?” Jasper asked. Emilia smiled, then shook her head.

EMILIA “Diana Vanderbilt. Twenty-two years old. Stanford graduate at twenty, dual degrees in business management and software development. At fifteen, she pitched the integration of predictive AI algorithms into Vanderbilt Holdings’ financial analytics suite — a move that slashed risk margins by 38% and tripled profits in under two years. Only recognised child of Genevieve and Andrew Vanderbilt. Heir to their billion-dollar empire. Spends her time between golf clubs, tech summits, and black-tie galas. Owns six Range Rovers, vacation homes on every continent, and is allegedly already done with her PhD.”