In the billionaire’s bed - Season 1 - Episode 127

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In the billionaire’s bed - Season 1 - Episode 127

Emeliano’s pov

“Another one please.” My voice slurred out, as I dropped the shot glass on the table, dismissing the third bottle for the night.
“That’s beyond the limits si-”
“Do you love your job?” I gritted out, glaring fire into the lanky guy… He nodded quickly.


“Yes sir- that is why you need to slow down… I could get you a glass of wat-”
He was unable to complete his sentence when I drew him by his shirt forcefully, shoving a hand full of money into his mouth.
“Another. Glass.” I gritted out again.
He did as told immediately.
“Emeliano.”


I turned to the voice of the very familiar person, who was actually one of the last person I wanted to be communicating with.
What was she doing in Orlando anyways?
“April.” I said with utter distaste.
She sat on a stool beside me. “I heard, I’m really sorry Emeliano.”
I scoffed. “Sorry? Why are you sorry?” I took another shot of the drink. “You didn’t betray me… Did you?” I said with a humorless laugh. “Please just leave me alone.”


“I didn’t know Rebecca-”
“Don’t… I don’t wanna hear her name… She’s as good as dead to me. All of you… I don’t wanna have anything to do with any one with the name Lewis. Or at least anyone who has that bastard’s blood running through their withered veins.”
April sighed. “Drinking won’t solve anything. You’ll only get sick.” She tried to pull the bottle from me, but I moved it before she could reach it.
“Why do you care?”
“Cause I care about you, and I know that you’ve got to kick start your a-s off that stool… You’ve been absent from work for over three days, you look like crap and you’re giving my father the chance to trample all over you… You have to get ready for court.”


“F--k them! F--k court…”
“Seriously? You’ve worked so hard for your company, and you’re just gonna let Rafael get his hands on it? Really?”
“What do you want me to do? They fooled me… Twice… And… I can’t even… Why?”
April straightened up. “There’s a reason for everything, Emeliano. And I- I don’t know why Rebecca wou-”


“Don’t say her name, I beg you.”
“I’m sorry… Look, I just need you stand back up… Show them that you’re no fool. Okay?”


I gave another humorless laugh.
“How?”
“Let’s start by getting you off this bar and after that, shave your awful looking face hair.”