Sarah’s Point of view:Ethan's words hung in the air, filled with promise and anticipation. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I processed the implication. We were going to share a bedroom, and Ethan wasn't planning on sleeping on the couch."Uh, okay," I stuttered, trying to play it cool.Ethan chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Don't worry, I'll be a gentleman," he teased.I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Really?"Ethan's grin turned mischievous. "Mostly."I laughed, feeling a flutter in my chest. "I'll hold you to that."As we settled in, Ethan showed me around the house, pointing out the essentials. We ended up in the sleek kitchen, where Ethan offered to make us dinner."I'm starving," I admitted, realizing I hadn't eaten since breakfast.Ethan smiled. "I've got just the thing."He expertly whipped up a delicious pasta dish, and we sat down to eat together. The conversation flowed easily, and I found myself relaxing in his presence.As we finished dinner, Ethan glanc
Sarah’s Point of view:As I opened my eyes, Ethan's gaze met mine, filled with warmth and intimacy. His voice, still husky from sleep, sent shivers down my spine."Morning," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.Ethan's arm tightened around me, pulling me closer. I felt his chest rise and fall with each breath, his heartbeat steady against my side.We lay there for a moment, basking in the morning light, the tension between us palpable.Then, Ethan's lips curved into a gentle smile. "Sleep well?"I nodded, my cheeks flushing.Ethan chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I think we're going to get along just fine."His words hung in the air, filled with promise.Ethan gently untangled himself from me and swung his legs over the side of the bed and headed to the bathroom.I watched him go, admiring the view. The bathroom door closed behind him, and I heard the sound of running water.A few minutes later, Ethan emerged, looking refreshed. His hair was damp, and his face gl
Sarah’s Point of view:As we stepped out of the house, I was astonished to see a sleek limousine waiting by the curb.Ethan chuckled at my wide-eyed expression. "I rented a limo," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "We're arriving in style, my love."I grinned, feeling like royalty. "You're really pulling out all the stops, aren't you?"Ethan offered his hand, helping me into the luxurious vehicle. "Only the best for you," he whispered, his voice sending shivers down my spine.As we settled into the limo's plush interior, I couldn't help but feel grateful for this fairy-tale evening.The city lights blurred outside our window as we glided toward our destination. Ethan's hand found mine, his fingers intertwining with mine."Are you ready for tonight?" he asked, his voice low and husky.I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. "I was born ready."Ethan's eyes crinkled at the corners. "That's my girl."The limo pulled up to the charity event's grand entrance, where paparaz
Sarah’s Point of view: As we danced, the music wove a spell around us. Ethan's eyes never left mine, his gaze burning with passion. "I'm so proud of you," he whispered, his voice carried away by the music. I smiled, feeling my heart swell. "Thank you for tonight. It's been incredible." Ethan's lips curved into a smile. "It's not over yet." The song ended, and we applauded along with the crowd. Ethan took my hand, leading me off the dance floor. As we made our way through the thinning crowd, Sophia approached us. "Congratulations, Ethan. You made a stunning statement tonight." Ethan smiled, his eyes locked on mine. "I wanted to make it clear: Sarah is mine." Sophia's gaze flicked to me, her expression warm. "You're lovely, Sarah. Welcome to our world." Amelia and Dane joined us, exchanging warm words and congratulations. As the evening drew to a close, Ethan guided me toward the exit. Outside, the cool night air enveloped us. The limo waited, its engine purring so
Sarah’s Point of view:As we disembarked from the jet, Ethan instructed Ben, his driver, "Take Sarah home, please."I turned to Ethan, concerned. "What about you? Don't you have an important meeting to get to?"Ethan smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry about me; another driver will pick me up. I'll feel better knowing you're returning home safely."I nodded, agreeing. "Okay."We shared a warm hug goodbye. "I'll be back immediately after the meeting," Ethan promised. "I'll take the rest of the day off.""Okay, see you soon," I replied.Ben loaded our bags into the sleek Lamborghini. As we drove away, I glanced back at Ethan, watching him disappear into the distance.The city streets blurred together, my thoughts still with Ethan.Ben's voice broke the silence. "Miss Sarah, would you like some music?"I smiled. "That's fine, thank you, Ben."We drove through the winding streets, the scenery shifting from urban to suburban.Ben turned into the majestic entrance of Ethan's estate.The gate
Sarah’s Point of view: "It's fine," I said, smiling. "Go get changed," I urged, nudging him toward the stairs. Ethan nodded, his eyes still holding mine. "I'll be quick," he promised. As he ascended the stairs, I watched him go. The sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted the warmth of the room. I poured myself a glass of iced tea from the pitcher Maria had left earlier. Ember reappeared, her hair still damp from her shower. "Hey, girl! Let's catch up," she said, settling beside me. "Tell me more about Sydney." I launched into stories of our weekend. Ember listened, enthralled. Ethan returned. Freshly changed. His eyes crinkled at the corners. As he smiled. "Feel better?" I asked. "Much," he replied. He joined us. Sharing stories. Laughing together. The afternoon sun cast a cozy glow. Our little gathering. Felt like home. "I have a hot date tonight," Ember announced, bubbling with excitement. "Spill the details!" I urged.
Sarah’s Point of view:Just as Ethan's lips were about to brush against mine, a phone ringing cut through the moment.I groaned inwardly, frustration etched on my face.Ethan moved back, his eyes never leaving mine."I'm sorry," I apologized, "I have to take this."I stood up, answering the call."Hello?""Hi Sarah, sorry for calling you this late," Rachel's voice said on the other end."Oh, it's fine. Is everything okay?" I asked.Rachel hesitated before delivering the news."Something has come up. Alex has gotten a lawyer. His lawyer reached out to me today."My heart sank."What does that mean?" I asked."They want to contest the divorce," Rachel said.I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me."What's next?" I asked."We've been requested to meet in court," Rachel replied.Ethan's eyes narrowed, concern etched on his face.I mouthed "my lawyer" to him.He nodded, his gaze never wavering."When?" I asked Rachel."Next week. I'll send you the details," Rachel said.I took a deep breath.
Ethan’s Point of view:"Hey Cam, I'm going ring shopping today. Need your help," I said, calling Cameron."Ring shopping, huh? For the 'special' occasion?" Cameron asked, his tone laced with amusement."Yeah, that one," I replied. "Meet me at Cartier's Fifth Avenue mansion in 45 minutes?""On my way," Cameron said. "Let's find something jaw-dropping. Grandpa's got to buy this fake engagement."I had booked the appointment previously, knowing their expertise would guide me in finding the perfect ring.Now, with Cameron's input, I was confident we'd find something breathtaking.I arrived at Cartier, Cameron already there, sipping champagne."I need your insight," I explained. "You're the ladies' man. What do women love?"Cameron laughed. "Well, aside from me, of course... You want something timeless, elegant, and unique. Something that speaks to Sarah's style.""Ready to find the perfect fake rock?" he asked with a grin.The sales associate approached, eager to assist. "Welcome, gen