EMMETTE

I puff out smoke from my mouth the moment I got out of the VIP room. I was forced to attend this dinner to celebrate the recent rise in profit. I look down at my hand, holding a cigarette in place. I can't remember when last I had one, it's been months and it's been more difficult since Emery was born.

I sucked in a deep breath, puffing another round of smoke. Smoke exhale from my nose and mouth as I locked eyes with one of our partner's daughter, Abigail De Ronte, heiress to the De Ronte globe enterprise. A smile greets her face and that causes me unease....