Lying to Emma
“Indeed,” he affirmed, fabricating a falsehood directly to Emma’s face. “Tomorrow, I have a meeting with the lawyer, and all the necessary documents are prepared. Soon enough, you’ll be sipping cocktails in the Bahamas in your skimpiest bikini, my love.” A casual smack on Emma’s backside marked the end of the conversation, as Bill ascended the stairs. The intricate dance of deception, veiled intentions, and the allure of a luxurious future unfolded against the backdrop of their shared journey, with the promise of paradise overshadowed by the morally ambiguous choices made in the pursuit of wealth.