Sarah’s Point of view: As I walked home, my heart raced with the thrill of creation. Each step felt lighter, buoyed by the vibrant colors still dancing in my mind. The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the streets, and I couldn’t help but smile at the world around me. The trees looked greener, the air felt fresher, and even the distant sounds of traffic blended into a symphony of life.My phone rang, jolting me from my reverie. Sharon’s name flashed on the screen. I hesitated for a moment, nerves creeping in. What could she want? But I took a deep breath and answered, eager to hear her thoughts about my first day.“Hi Sarah, it’s Sharon from the art studio,” she said, her voice warm and enthusiastic. “I had to call you.”“Hi!” I replied, my heart racing. “What’s up?”“Your painting today was incredible. Have you had classes before?” she asked, genuinely curious.I smiled, pride swelling in my chest. “No, I haven’t. I’m actually a beginner.”Sharon’s tone shifted to
Ethan’s Point of view:I stepped into my grandfather's office, the familiar scent of leather and old books enveloping me."Ah, Ethan, good morning," Grandfather said, his eyes twinkling behind wire-rimmed glasses."Morning, Grandfather," I replied, taking a seat.He leaned back in his chair, a hint of curiosity on his face. "So, tell me about last night. How was your date with Emma?"I smiled, recalling the evening. "It was pleasant. We had a great conversation."Grandfather's eyes sparkled. "And? Is she the one?"I hesitated, unsure how to respond. Emma was smart and graceful , but something held me back."Grandpa, it's too soon to tell," I said.He leaned forward, his expression serious. "Ethan, I want you to consider Emma as a potential partner, not just romantically but also in business. She comes from a reputable family and has impressive connections."My mind began to whirl with the implications. Was Grandfather suggesting a merger between our companies?"Grandpa, you're th
Sarah’s Point of view: Rachel, my lawyer, called to update me on the divorce petition. "Sarah, the petition has been served to Alex," she said. I took a deep breath, feeling a mix of emotions. "Oh, okay, what comes next?" I asked. "Well, Alex has a limited time to reply, usually thirty days," Rachel explained. "And if he doesn’t respond, the court will grant a default divorce and dissolve your marriage immediately." I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. "Okay then, let’s hope for the best." "Will do, Sarah. Take care." I hung up, releasing a breath. It’s almost over I told myself Time to start my day. I started my day by taking Titan for a walk. The fresh air cleared my head. After our walk, I filled Titan's bowl with food and cooked a simple lunch for myself. With my hunger satisfied, I tidied up the living room. I brought out a fresh canvas and began a new painting. My brushstrokes flowed effortlessly. Just as I was getting l
Sarah’s Point of view:As we stepped onto the tarmac, the jet's stairs unfolded.I froze, my eyes fixed on the sleek aircraft."Ethan, this...this is your plane?" I stammered.Ethan chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement."Yes, it's mine," he replied, leading me aboard.I couldn't believe it.A private jet?This was a whole new level of luxury.Ethan led me aboard, into a luxurious cabin.Soft leather seats, polished wood, and crisp linens surrounded us.A flight attendant greeted us with a warm smile."Welcome, Mr. Grey and Ms.Can I offer you a drink?"Ethan requested champagne."Ethan, I...I didn't know you had a plane," I said, still in awe.He smiled, helping me into my seat."I've had it for business purposes, mostly," he explained."But I also enjoy using it for personal trips."I shook my head, grinning."Of course you have a private jet," I teased.Ethan laughed, pouring champagne."It comes in handy," he said, handing me a glass.As we settled in, I couldn't help b
Sarah’s Point of view: As we leveled off, I gazed out the window, watching the clouds drift by. Ethan joined me, his shoulder brushing mine. "Milan's going to be amazing," he said. "I've got a few surprises planned." I smiled, feeling excited. "I can't wait." Ethan's phone buzzed, breaking the moment. He glanced at the screen, his expression turning serious. "Excuse me for a minute." He stepped away, taking the call. I took the opportunity to collect my thoughts. Being around Ethan made me feel alive. But I couldn't shake off the feeling. That I wasn't ready for whatever this was. Not yet. The flight attendant interrupted my musings. "Can I refill your champagne, Ms.?" I nodded, smiling. “Call me Sarah” “Okay, Ms Sarah.” "Thank you." As Ethan returned, his eyes locked onto mine. "Everything okay?" I asked. He nodded. "Just work" We chatted effortlessly until the pilot announced our descent. As we began our approach into Milan. I fe
Sarah’s Point of view:As soon as we disembarked from the car, we settled into the plane. But it didn’t move. I wondered why we hadn’t taken off yet."Why are we still on the ground? Is there an issue with the plane?" I asked.Ethan replied, "No, we're waiting for someone.""Oh," I replied, curious.A few minutes later, a gorgeous woman embarked. My eyes widened as I took in her stunning appearance. Tall and slender, with curves in all the right places. Her dark hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Her siren-shaped hazel eyes sparkled with confidence. She was clothed in designer attire - a fitted Chanel suit, Louboutin heels, and a diamond necklace that gleamed in the light.The woman's presence commanded attention. I felt a pang of jealousy, surprising myself. Why would I feel jealousy? Who was this mysterious woman? And why were they waiting for her?Ethan stood up to hug her. "Emberly," he said, warmth in his voice."Darling," she replied, giving him a kiss on his cheek.
Sarah’s Point of view: It was well past midnight when we finally landed in Manhattan. The city lights twinkled below us, a beautiful sight after our long flight. As we stepped out of the plane, the cool night air enveloped us, a refreshing change from the warmth of Milan. Ethan turned to Ember. "I'll drive Sarah home. You can take the car, Emberly." Ember nodded, smiling. Then, Ember suddenly dragged me into a tight hug. "It was nice meeting you, Sarah," Ember said, her voice warm. "Can I have your number?" Ember asked. I smiled, feeling a connection with Ember. "Yeah, sure," I replied, sharing my number. Ember grinned, typing it into her phone. "I really enjoyed your company," Ember said. "Me too," I replied, meaning it. Ember released me from the hug, and I saw Ethan watching us with a smile. "Take care, Sarah," "You too, Ember." I replied. Ethan's driver helped Ember into the car, and she waved goodbye as they drove off. Ethan turned to me. "Let's
Sarah’s Point of view:I woke up to Emily bouncing on my bed."Sarahhh, it's morning! Come on, spill the tea!" Emily exclaimed.I groggily opened my eyes, rubbing the sleep away."Ugh, Emily, it's too early," I protested."No, it's not!" Emily countered, laughing.I sat up, yawning.Emily's eyes sparkled with excitement."Tell me everything!" Emily demanded.But before I could speak, Emily's gaze landed on the shopping bags on the floor.Her eyes widened."Ooh, shopping!" Emily squealed.She dived into the bags, pulling out dresses and accessories."Oh my goodness, Prada! You went all out!" Emily exclaimed, holding up a luxurious Prada gown."Try it on! Try it on!" Emily begged.I laughed, shaking my head."Later, Em. Coffee first."Emily pouted but continued exploring the bags."Tell me about Ethan," Emily said, eyes sparkling.I blushed."Later," I teased.Emily grinned."I'll get the coffee. You get ready to dish."Emily skipped out of the room, leaving me to get out of bed.
Sarah’s Point of view: The weight of yesterday’s revelation settled heavily upon me as I opened my eyes. As I lay in bed, my mind began to wander, consumed by thoughts of Alex's secret life. I couldn't help but wonder when he had met the mother of his children, how long he had been leading this double life, and how he had managed to keep it hidden for so long. I threw off the covers and got out of bed, feeling a sense of restlessness wash over me. I needed answers, and I needed them now. I quickly got dressed and made my way to the kitchen, where I found Ethan already up and making coffee. "Good morning," he said, as I walked in. "How are you feeling today?" I took a deep breath, trying to process my emotions. "I'm feeling a lot of things," I admitted. "Anger, betrayal, confusion... I just can't believe Alex would do something like this." Ethan nodded sympathetically, handing me a cup of coffee. "I know it's a lot to take in," he said. "But we'll get through this toge
Sarah’s Point of view:It was already late in the evening and I was still by Emily’s hospital bed. I spent the whole day filling her in on the soap opera I was living in, She was thrilled to hear that my divorce was finalized, and she couldn't help but gloat about Alex's loss in court.“I’m really glad to hear that you’re no longer married and have any ties with that shitbag Alex.” She then sighed dramatically “but I am sad that I wasn’t present to see Alex’s expression to him losing the case.I bet it was priceless!"I chuckled, remembering the look on Alex's face. "It was definitely satisfying," I said, smiling.She squealed. I then showed her pictures of Ethan and I at the charity event in Sydney.She oohed and ahhed over how handsome Ethan looked, and I couldn't help but blush.“You looked so stunning, Ethan is handsome now I see why you couldn’t resist him.”I gasped and she burst out laughing.I laughed, feeling a little self-conscious. "Shut up, Emily," I teased, playful
Ethan’s Point of view: As I sat on the bed, my eyes fixed on my phone trying to decipher the message.Sarah was in the bathroom, I couldn't help but smile at the memories of last night my brain conjured. Last night had been incredible, and I couldn't wait to do it again. Sarah emerged from the bathroom, looking beautiful as always. I watched as she quickly got dressed in the same clothes I had given her the night before. She seemed anxious to get to the hospital and see Emily, and I couldn't blame her. As she finished dressing, she turned to me and asked if I was coming with her to the hospital. I shook my head, feeling a pang of guilt. "I'm sorry, something's come up. Maybe another day?" I said, trying to sound apologetic. Sarah nodded understandingly, but I could sense a hint of disappointment. I felt bad for not being able to accompany her, but I had some important business to attend to. As she turned to leave, I caught her arm and pulled her back. "Hey, I wanted to sa
Sarah’s Point of view:It was late in the morning when I finally woke up.I ached everywhere.Ethan was behind me still sleeping, his gentle breathing a soothing sound, his hardness nestled between my ass cheeks and yes, I was still naked.We went on and on last night, the two of us insatiable. After the first round, I drifted off but was awoken by Ethan’s head between my thighs, which evolved into another tangle between the sheets. I should have known how much of a powerhouse Ethan was when he brought out the handful of condoms. It was a hint at the marathon we were going to embark on. And marathon it was, with multiple rounds of intense passion.Seeing him sleeping so peacefully gave me the idea of returning the favor, waking him with my mouth on a certain part of his.The morning sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on Ethan's sleeping form. His chest rose and fell rhythmically, a stark contrast to the storm of passion we'd weathered the night before. A mischievo
Ethan’s Point of View:With Sarah in the bathroom, I decided to set out a comfortable outfit for Sarah to wear after her shower, laying out my T-shirt and a pair of shorts on the bed.With that taken care of, I left the room to go get ready for our movie date. I made my way to the home theater, where I began scrolling through a selection of movies. I wanted to choose something that would be a great way to celebrate my recent success as CEO.As I browsed through the options, one movie caught my eye: The Wolf of Wall Street. It seemed fitting, given my recent achievement. The movie was all about a successful businessman making money and living the high life. I thought it would be a great way to cap off the evening, and I couldn't wait to watch it with Sarah.I had just gotten the popcorn machine started and I decided to head back to my room to check on Sarah and change into something more comfortable. As I entered the bedroom, I caught Sarah in the process of getting dressed. She wa
Ethan’s Point of View: As I held Sarah's hand in mine, I could feel her trembling with fear. I knew that Alex was going to be a formidable opponent, and that he would stop at nothing to hurt Sarah and destroy our relationship. I felt a surge of anger and protectiveness towards Sarah. I had never felt this way about anyone before, and I knew that I would do anything to keep her safe. I looked into her eyes, and saw the fear and uncertainty there. I knew that I had to reassure her, to make her feel safe and protected. "We'll get through this, Sarah," I said, my voice firm and resolute. "Together, we can face anything that comes our way. I promise you, I will do everything in my power to keep you safe and happy." Sarah's eyes locked onto mine, and I saw a glimmer of hope there. She smiled weakly, and I could see the fear and uncertainty starting to fade. I pulled her into my arms, holding her close as I felt a sense of determination and purpose wash over me. I would do wh
Sarah’s Point of View:I slowly came to, my mind foggy and my body feeling weak. I looked around, taking in my unfamiliar surroundings. I was lying on a sofa, and the room was decorated in a sleek, modern style. I spotted Ethan sitting in a chair across from me, his face etched with worry."Ethan?" I croaked, my voice barely above a whisper.His head snapped towards me, his eyes locking onto mine. "Oh, thank goodness you're awake," he exclaimed, relief washing over his face. "I was so worried."I tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over me, forcing me to lie back down. Ethan quickly moved to my side, concern etched on his face."Where am I?" I asked, trying to clear the fog from my mind."You're in my office," Ethan replied, his voice soft and soothing. "Are you okay?"I nodded, still trying to process what had happened. "What happened?" I asked, my memory slowly starting to return.Ethan's expression turned serious. "I don't know, we had just come out of the boardroom
Ethan’s Point of view: As I watched Sarah interact with Nora, I couldn't help but notice the subtle dynamics at play. Sarah was marking her territory, letting Nora know that I was taken. I found it endearing, this possessive streak she was showing. I teased her about it, enjoying the way her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. But deep down, I was pleased. It meant she cared, that she was invested in our relationship and that was all that mattered. Standing up, I could sense Sarah's nervousness. I gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, trying to convey my confidence in her. She had nothing to worry about; Everybody would love her. I glanced over at Sarah, taking in her poised demeanor. She was beautiful, intelligent, and kind. I felt a surge of pride, knowing that she was mine. As we entered Grandpa's office, I couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for the man behind the desk. He exuded an air of authority, his presence commanding attention. It was clear that he was the
Sarah’s Point of View:The next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed and confident. I got out of bed and began to get ready for the big meeting with the board of directors. As I was putting on my makeup, I heard a knock on my bedroom door."Come in," I called out.Ethan walked in, looking dashing in his navy blue suit. "Hey, are you almost ready?" he asked.I nodded, standing up and smoothing out my pants. "Yeah, I'm just about done. How do I look?"Ethan's eyes scanned me from head to toe, a smile spreading across his face. "You look stunning," he said. "We're going to make a great impression today."I smiled, feeling a sense of relief and gratitude. "Thanks, Ethan," I said. "You look pretty great yourself."Ethan chuckled and offered me his arm. "Shall we?" he asked.I took his arm, and we walked out of my bedroom and into the hallway. We made our way downstairs to the foyer, where Ben, the driver, was waiting for us."Good morning, sir, ma'am," Ben said, tipping his hat. "The c