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..
Ethan’s Point of view:The next morning, I woke up before dawn, careful not to disturb Sarah's peaceful slumber. I quietly slipped out of the room, leaving her to her rest.I entered my room to change from my yesterday’s wrinkled clothes to my gym wear.In my gym outfit, I headed to the home gym, ready to blow off some steam. My workout was intense – stretches, dumbbells, treadmill. But it was the punching bag that truly unleashed my frustration.As I pounded the bag, my mind wandered to Sarah's heartbreaking story. Her struggles, her pain. I wanted to help, to protect her.I thought of something to do to help and support.I went up to my phone to send a message to my assistant.“Get me a security company that offers bodyguard services”“Okay sir, anything else?”“Book an appointment with Mrs smith for an hour therapy session”“Under whose name?”“I’ll get back to you on that, just get me the security company”“Alright sir.”After my workout, I quickly showered. Before goi
Sarah’s Point of view: I stormed upstairs, slamming my door shut. Tears of frustration and anger streamed down my face. How could Ethan do this? He promised to listen, to understand. But instead, he took control. Decided for me. Disregarded my feelings. Just like Alex. The similarity stung. I felt trapped again. His words echoed in my mind. "I've hired security details to escort you everywhere." "I've booked a therapy session for you today." As if I couldn't make my own decisions. As if I needed a savior. I paced my room, trying to calm down. But the anger lingered. I needed space. Time to think. To process. Ethan's text arrived, apology in tow. "Hey Sarah, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to disregard your feelings and make decisions for you. I was in the wrong." I read it, but couldn't respond. Not yet. I needed to understand my own emotions first. Why did Ethan's actions hurt so much? Was it the control? The assumption? Or the
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
Sarah’s Point of view:As we stepped out of the private jet and onto the tarmac, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. We had left the beautiful island of Bora Bora behind, where Ethan's family had been enjoying a vacation. But now, we were back in Manhattan, and I had a feeling that something important was waiting for us.Ethan's grandfather,had called us back to the city, requesting our presence at the family mansion. Ethan's mom, grandma, and sisters had stayed behind on the island, enjoying the sun and sand, but Ethan and I had been summoned back to the city.As we made our way to the mansion, I couldn't help but wonder what Ethan's grandfather wanted to talk to us about. Was it something serious? Something important? I glanced over at Ethan, who was walking beside me, his eyes fixed on the path ahead."What do you think your grandfather wants to talk to us about?" I asked him, curiosity getting the better of me.Ethan shrugged, his eyes narrowing slight