Ethan’s Point of view:As we wrapped up discussing the fake engagement plan, the conversation shifted to lighter topics.Cameron asked Sarah, "So, what do you do?"Sarah hesitated before responding."I'm not currently working," she said."I'm passionate about art and colors, though," she added.I noticed Cameron's curious expression.Before he could ask another question, Sarah brought up a practical concern."Actually, Ethan, I wanted to discuss the clothing budget," Sarah said."As per our contract," she clarified."I need to update my wardrobe to fit in with your lifestyle," Sarah explained.Cameron jumped in."I can take you shopping," Cameron offered.I raised an eyebrow."Why?" I asked Cameron.Cameron shrugged."I know style and what looks good on a woman," Cameron claimed.“I know my way around a woman’s body,” He teased"Plus, it'll be fun," Cameron added.Sarah smiled."That would be great, thanks," Sarah said.Cameron grinned."Consider it a prep session for meeting Grand
Sarah’s Point of view:I stood frozen, tears still welling up in my eyes. Ethan's protective stance and firm tone had diffused the tense situation. Claire's venomous words still echoed in my mind."Sarah, you whore, I'll make you regret humiliating me!"I shuddered at the malice in her voice.Ethan's arm wrapped around me, pulling me close."Are you okay?" he asked softly.I nodded, still shaken."Yes," I whispered.Ethan's eyes scanned my face."I'm sorry about that," he said."You didn't deserve that."I took a deep breath."It's not your fault," I replied."Claire's always been... possessive, even over what isn’t hers."Ethan's expression darkened."Ex-husband?" he guessed.I nodded."Alex."Ethan's grip on me tightened."You're safe now," he whispered."I won't let anyone hurt you."The boutique had cleared out, leaving us alone.The staffs were staying out of our way.Ethan guided me to a nearby sofa."Sit," he said gently."I'll get you some water."As Ethan walked away, I not
Sarah’s Point of view:We drove back to Ethan's mansion, the evening's events still replaying in my mind.As we arrived, Ethan got out, opening my door."Let me get those," he said, gathering my bags.I smiled, grateful.He carried my bags upstairs, following me to my room."Are you okay?" he asked, setting the bags down.His eyes scanned my face, concern etched on his."Yes," I replied.Ethan's gaze lingered."If you're sure..." he trailed off."I'm just exhausted," I admitted.Ethan nodded."Understandable," His hand reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind my ear.Our eyes connected.I blushed and looked at my feet."Get some rest," he said."I'll see you tomorrow," I replied.Ethan's face softened into a warm smile."Looking forward to it," he whispered.With one last glance, Ethan turned to leave."Thank you," I called out.He turned back."For?" he asked."For everything," I replied.Ethan's smile lit up."Anytime," he said.And with that, he disappeared into t
Sarah’s Point of view:After breakfast, I offered to clean up after us."Since you did the cooking, it's only fair I clean up after," I said.Ethan smiled."Okay," he replied. "I'm going to have a bath."He pushed back his chair and stood up."I'll see you afterwards," he added.With that, he left the kitchen, leaving me to tackle the dishes.I began loading the dishwasher, lost in thought.The morning had been surprisingly enjoyable even with the restless night I had.Ethan's unexpected cooking skills had put me at ease.After finishing the dishes, I wandered through the house, deep in thought.My feet carried me to the library, a room I hadn't explored yet.I pushed open the door and stepped inside.The musty scent of old books enveloped me.I walked over to the expansive bookshelves, running my fingers over the spines.Thumbing through the titles displayed, I discovered classics, bestsellers, and rare editions.I picked a fantasy book from the bestsellers - "A Court of Thorns an
Ethan’s Point of view: As I walked out of the theater room, I couldn't shake off the tension between Sarah and me. That almost-kiss had left me reeling. I had wanted to kiss her, to see if the spark between us was real. But duty called, in the form of an urgent business call. I took a deep breath, composing myself. My assistant's voice on the phone brought me back to reality. "Ethan, we have a situation with the Smith account." I listened intently, my mind shifting gears. After the call, I headed to the office. My thoughts drifted back to Sarah. She was getting under my skin. I couldn't deny the attraction. But our agreement was clear: no strings attached. Why was I suddenly craving more? I pushed the thoughts aside. Focus on work. As I walked into the office, I was greeted by the familiar hum of activity. Our logistics company, Grey Empire Shipping, was a well-oiled machine. But today, a critical issue needed my attention. "Ethan, we have a sit
Sarah’s Point of view:As I walked into the kitchen, I was greeted by Ember's bright smile."Hi!" Ember exclaimed, opening her arms for a hug.I hugged her back, feeling a warmth that only Ember's presence could bring.James was busy cooking, while Ethan sat at the table, looking sleek in his business attire."Morning," Ethan said, his eyes locking onto mine.I smiled, feeling a flutter in my chest."Morning," I replied.Ember chattered excitedly as she helped James with breakfast.Ethan watched me, his gaze intense."You look beautiful today," he whispered.My cheeks flushed."Thanks," I said, trying to sound casual.As James left after cooking, Ethan, Ember, and I sat down to eat together.Ethan took a bite, then turned to me."I told Grandpa about you," he said."I told him you're my girlfriend."Ember's eyes sparkled."I knew you guys had something going on!" she exclaimed."Ethan can't take a 'friend' on the jet to Italy," she teased.She said friend with air quotes.I blushe
Ethan’s Point of View: As I held Sarah close, feeling her tremble in my arms, my heart swelled with concern. What had happened to her? Who had caused those tears? I gently guided her into the car, careful not to jar her. Ben's curious gaze met mine in the rearview mirror, but I shook my head. Not now. Sarah needed me. I settled beside her, cradling her in my arms. Her tears soaked through my shirt, but I didn't care. Her face buried in my chest, and her body relaxed, trusting me. As she slept, I stroked her hair, trying to calm my own racing thoughts. What had triggered this breakdown? How did she get here? Why did she leave the house? Was it Emily's condition? Or something more? I glanced at Ben. "Home, please," I said softly. Ben nodded, his eyes never leaving the road. The drive was quiet, except for Sarah's occasional sniffle. I held her close, whispering reassurances. "I've got you, Sarah. You're safe now." As we pulled up to the mans
Sarah’s Point of view:I narrated what went down that afternoon."That's why you found me crying on the street," I finished.My eyes welled up again, but I fought back the tears."I feel so trapped, Ethan," I confessed.The weight of my secrets, my past, was crushing me."I've been trying to escape for so long, but it's always there."Alex's presence lingered, a constant reminder."I'm tired of being scared," I whispered.Tired of looking over my shoulder.Tired of living in fear.Ethan's grip on my hand tightened.His eyes burned with determination."You're not alone, Sarah," he promised.His voice was my anchor.My refuge."I'm here," he whispered.And for the first time in a long time.I felt a glimmer of hope."I need to tell you about Alex," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Ethan's expression turned attentive, his eyes locked onto mine."I've kept it inside for so long," I continued.The words trembled on my lips."But I want you to know."I took a deep breath."Alex..