Taming A Billionaire

Sometimes the things that happen in our life make us wonder if the big "G" up there in the sky becomes so bored that he entertains himself by messing with his creatures, feeding off of our misery? If no one has ever thought that, Judy was thinking exactly that. 

Because the moment that announcement reached his ears, both of them froze up. Of all times, why was it now? 

Emily felt as if someone just caught her in the middle of doing something bad while Judy felt like a bucket of water was poured on him. The passion that had been boiling between them sizzled down the way a hot metal would when doused in water. 

"Damn it!" Judy cursed out loud. The passion might have died off but he was still as hard as fuck - the trouble men go through. Sigh, women would never understand. 

Right now he had two options, let Emily pleasure him while fully conscious of the attendants awaiting him outside, ready to welcome him back. Then he comes out, announcing to the whole world with his appearance that the future queen just gave him a blow job. 

Two: Use a few minutes to calm down "painfully" and come down later with a smile on his face pretending not to be pissed off by the disturbance! 

"What should I do?" Emily was confused as well. If they didn't get out of the car on time, people would begin to get worried. Although she wasn't concerned about the gossip - they would always talk - but this was the royal palace and they were supposed to be on good behavior. 

The maids would speculate if they came out of the car looking disheveled and smelling like sex. From the palace, the news would spread to the kingdom and finally to the whole world. And from there, each time she comes out of the car with Judy, all people would think was… ugh! She didn't even want to think about it. 

"Give me a few minutes to calm down," He groaned, shutting his eyes close as he tried to calm "his brother" down. 

It was just a few minutes, but to Emily that had been like forever. Looking at Judy, his face was scrunched up, looking as if he was in serious pain. Was having blue balls that painful? She was deep in thought. Maybe she would ask him later. 

Emily was relieved when Judy announced, "Let's go" and they stepped out of the car only to be welcomed by the unusual royal entourage. Well, she had better get used to this - because she was not leaving this time. 

As soon as they got to the living room, Emily stiffened when she saw the queen dowager standing there as if she had been awaiting their return. However, Judy's gentle squeeze on her waist was all the support she needed to lift her head high as they walked over to her. 

"Greetings, your majesty" Emily bowed for the sake of courtesy. She could remember the queen's visit clearly since it was just yesterday and how she had turned down her request of returning here. 

Emily didn't believe the woman was truly sorry for what she did - trust was hard to gain - she must have apologized only because Judy became destructive after leaving him. 

Nobody told her about that, but Emily knew Judy to the bones. He was always stubborn and determined about what he wanted. So what happens when he loses something he possessed? He would retaliate against who had caused the loss. 

"You're welcome my dear," the queen replied warmly to her surprise. 

However, Emily didn't think much about the sudden change in attitude. For all she knew, this could be a pretense and once Judy was gone, she would revert to her previous behavior. The woman was just enduring her because of her son's presence. 

But this time around, she was prepared for the queen. The Spencers were not pushovers nor where they ants that any royal personality would stomp on her without regard. 

Emily would not fight the woman physically but there were many ways to kill a rat. The queen dowager should have her fun now because once she was queen, she would strip her of all her powers. She would be nothing but a paper; the queen dowager would be all bark and no bite.

Emily finally woke up from her slumber, realizing her authority. She is Emily Spencer and nobody fucks her and goes scot-free - not even Judy escaped her. 

After the greeting, came an awkward silence which Judy broke by clearing her throat. He stepped forward to make his decision clear this time, "Mother -" but the queen didn't let him. 

"I heard you were coming and decided to welcome you myself,'' the queen said to Emily specifically. 

Emily and Judy turned to one another perplexed. Who is this woman? They weren't quite sure anymore. 

But the queen went on amid their dumbfounded faces, " I know I haven't been the best person to relate with but like I said yesterday, let's bury the hatchet and try beginning friends. And that friendship should begin by going over the wedding plans," 

"Huh? Wedding plans?" Emily blinked, stupefied. 

But Judy was left with more questions, "You both met behind my back?" 

"I visited her," The queen added, "To be precise," 

"I'll explain it to you later," Emily mouthed to him. There were more important matters to address, like why the queen wasn't behaving like the evil queen she was - Snow white would be so proud. 

"My stupid son hasn't engaged you yet, right?" 

"Huh? E-engaged?" 

But the queen didn't even let Emily recover from the shock, rather the woman clapped her hand and two maids appeared, one of them bearing a little box placed on a pillow. 

What the hell was happening? Emily couldn't understand a thing. She looked towards Judy who was as lost as her. Everything was happening too fast. 

But to Emily's shock, when the box was unveiled, exquisitely designed rings with diamond clusters were displayed. 

"I know you young people have your preference and style, but this ring is a family heirloom that was once passed down to your father and me, and now you - that is if you would accept it. I don't know if it would fit but some adjustments could be made," 

"Of course, we accept the ring but don't you think this is going too fast -" 

"Thanks - that is all I wanted to hear," She handed the ring to him, "Now get on your knees and propose to the girl," 

Judy sighed, running his hand through his hair. This felt too good to be true. One moment his mother hated Emily and the next, she's loving to her. 

"Mother, perhaps we should all take a breath and -" 

"Fine," The queen's dowager patience had thinned, "I'll give you motivation then," 

"What?" 

Judy was still asking what she meant by that when he felt a pain in the back of his leg. 

"Ouch!"

The queen kicked him on both legs, forcing him to his knees. 

"A little violence does get the problem solved after all," She dusted her hands to signal her mission accomplished. But her once bright expression changed into a scary one as she ordered,

 "Now propose to my grandchild's mother," 

Gosh, he was suddenly scared of his mother.