Ok still not the twist. Ashleys return isn't it. I'm needing to write a few more chapter to explain how a get from A to B. I don't like it when there are loose ends or missing parts to a story. Enjoy Love Billie
Tally walked into Ryan’s office without knocking. His door had been closed. She was guessing he was still in the shower. She closed the door after her. Before marching straight to his bathroom door. Which she opened as well and walked right in.Tally found Ryan with a towel wrapped around his waist, water droplets glistening on his skin. He looked surprised to see her, but a smile quickly formed on his face. “Hey, what brings you here?” he asked, reaching for a towel to dry his hair. As a hungry look entered his eyes, he added. “Are we going to break the rule already?”Tally didn’t take the bait. Even though she was tempted to forget her concerns for now after witnessing his state of undress. Tally took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts. She couldn’t let her insecurities consume her, but she also couldn’t ignore the situation with Blake and Ashley. “We need to talk,” she said, her voice steady but filled with concern.Ryan’s smile faded slightly, sensing the seriousness in h
Ryan’s phone went only a few minutes later. Answering the call with. “Tell me he took the bait?”“Boss, I got him to meet in an hour. He was super eager when I went to the most expensive house on his books. You have a pen. I’ll give you the address.” Daniel informed him.“Shoot.” Ryan said. Quickly writing down the address Daniel gave him.“Do you need me to come with you?” Daniel questioned.“No, thanks Daniel. Trust me, Blake is a coward. I can deal with him myself.” Ryan frowned for a second and said. “Do me a favor. Keep an eye on Tally. Just don’t make it obvious to her.” Ryan then got up, picked up his keys, and headed out to Tally’s office. Holly was leaning over her desk. So much for kissing her before he left. Holly looked up at his entrance.“Hey boss.” Holly said cheerfully.“Holly.” Nodding at her. He looked at Tally. “I have cleared my calender for the rest of the afternoon. I don’t have time to arrange other times for the appointments. Do that for me, can you? I need to g
Ashley answered after three rings, saying before he got a chance to speak. “I was going to call you.”“What about?” Ryan asked.“About having lunch tomorrow before I head down to my parents’ place for Christmas.” Ashley’s family home was two doors down from his own.“I can’t make tomorrow, but how about coffee?”Ashley laughed. “You are always so busy. Coffee would be great when?”“How about now? You know the coffee shop a block from the office?”“Of course I do. We have eaten there before.” Ashley reassured him.“Can you meet me there in 30 minutes?” Ryan looked at the time on the digital display on the dash. He would make it there with plenty of time. With no rush hour traffic.“Sure, I would love that. Your wife won’t get jealous, will she? I felt the vibe coming off her at the wedding.” Ashley said in a concerning tone.Lies, all lies. But Ryan controlled his tongue. He wanted to do this face to face. He would not have this bitch create trouble for him and Tally. If she didn’t get
Ryan got back into his car, leaning back against the seat, closing his eyes for just a moment. He felt drained and angry that Tally had been dealing with this bullshit. He was just glad his parents loved Tally, and Noah had taken his choice at face value. Noah had rung him after the wedding and told Ryan how great he thought Tally was. It was funny if anyone would have a problem with Tally. He would have thought it would have been Noah. His best friend had married suddenly. Ryan hadn’t even met April before the wedding day. They had separated within weeks. April had moved in to take care of her sick father.Ryan frowned. He had tried to talk to Noah about his failed marriage, but he hadn’t wanted to talk about it. Sighing, he didn’t want to get involved in anyone else’s marriage. He felt sorry for April; she had only been nineteen when Noah had married her. At the time, he had worried about that. Maybe the age difference had been too much for them. Ryan didn’t think he would ever find
Wednesday afternoon, Tally packed up her desk for the holidays, feeling a sense of relief. The office was closing early today, thanks to Ryan’s generosity, allowing everyone to unwind and enjoy drinks at the local pub. Tally couldn’t help but appreciate how considerate Ryan was, covering the bill for the evening.As Tally prepared for the upcoming Christmas festivities, she couldn’t contain her excitement about spending the holiday with Ryan’s parents. Unlike her own family, where Christmas was always overshadowed by drama and tension, Tally anticipated a joyous and harmonious celebration this year. She longed for the warmth and love that had been missing from her own family gatherings.With Ryan by her side, Tally believed that this Christmas would be different. She looked forward to creating new traditions and cherished memories with his family and, hopefully, by next Christmas, their own family.Ethan and Holly came through the door as she picked up her bag.“You ready.” Ethan asked
They arrived late to his parents’ place, but the lights were still blazing, indicating that his parents were still awake. The house, a stunning single-storey ranch style home, stood proudly before them. Ryan drove around the circular driveway leading to the house, before continuing on past the front door and driving around the back of the house to the four-car garage. Ryan had the electric door opener in his hand ready. Pressing the button, the door slid open.Once Ryan had parked the car, they got out and went to the back of the car to get their bags. Before opening the boot, Ryan’s arms circled her waist, bringing her body into full contact with his. She looked up at him, her blue gaze meeting his amber eyes. She loved the color, so different from anything she had ever seen before. That was until she met his father at their wedding. Now she knew where the unique shade came from. She hoped they had a little boy or girl with their daddy’s eyes.“You look tired.” Ryan lifted a hand and
Christmas morning Ryan had Tally sitting beside him in the lounge room as his parents started opening gifts. Ryan’s arm rested along the back of the sofa, his thumb rubbing up and down her arm. Ryan had left the gift buying to her for his parents. What did you buy for rich people who had everything? He had been no help when she had asked him for ideas. Men. Tally bit her lip. Now it was Christmas Day. She wasn’t so sure of her gift choices for his parents.Tally nervously watched as Ryan’s parents started unwrapping their first gift. After spending hours agonizing over what to buy, the time was here to see if what she had bought was the right choice.As Ryan’s mother unwrapped the chocolates, a smile spread across her face. She exclaimed, “Oh, these chocolates look absolutely divine! Thank you so much!” Brenda said to Ryan and Tally. The only thing Ryan had told her was Brenda loved chocolate.Paul opened the next gift, which was a portrait of Ryan and Tally. They had arranged it as a
How was she going to prove it? Ryan didn’t remember that night. She knew blackouts or blank spots in someone’s memory were possible if they drank too much. Frowning, she couldn’t ever believe that Ryan would ever drink that much. He was just to…. Controlled. Was the best word to describe him. That was until he made love. The thought was enough to flood her cheeks with color and send a sharp arrow of desire to her core. He was just so passionate. Sometimes though Tally wondered if he was holding back.Tally refocused. She had more important things to think about right now. But if Noah was the father of Ashley’s baby, how cruel was she to trick Ryan into believing that the baby was his? He lives with it even now. Tally remembered the emotion in his voice when he had told her. Ryan hadn’t been broken-hearted over the canceled wedding, just the lost life.What about poor Noah? He didn’t know he had fathered a child to only lose it again. Was he aware of how totally evil Ashley truly was?T
Tally looked up from the textbook she was reading when Ryan came through the front door.“Hello lover.” Tally knew the time was just after 1pm. She had only just eaten lunch, so it was early for Ryan to be home.Ryan stopped, raised an eyebrow in her direction. “Lover?”“Well, yes, are you hoping to get lucky before my husband gets home? You could be in luck.” Tally grinned at him, looking down at her bare wrist as if she was checking the time. “He doesn’t normally get home for hours.” This reminded her of teasing him at the office after they had had made love in an underground parking lot on the way to work.Ryan smirked, his eyes filled with a mischievous glint. “Well, if luck is on my side, then who am I to resist?” he replied, inching closer to Tally. Their playful banter had always added an exciting element to their relationship.As Tally playfully tapped her chin, pretending to consider the proposition. “Hmm, I’m not sure I should. My husband is so good in bed and well… out of it
Tally nodded, her heart swelling with love for this man who loved her just how she was. Never wanting to change her. He had fallen in love with her twice. She couldn’t imagine her life without him and the baby they were eagerly expecting. “I’m so grateful that everything is OK,” she said.Ryan’s eyes locked with hers, his gaze filled with an intensity that made her breath catch. “I love you, Tally. I can’t imagine a world where we’re not together. We have so much to look forward to, and I promise to protect you and our baby with everything I have,” he vowed, his voice filled with emotion.Tears streamed down Tally’s cheeks as she reached for Ryan’s hand, squeezing it tightly. “I love you too. I really didn’t know what I had until you lost your memory. It was like my world had ended.” She whispered.Ryan climbed onto the bed beside Tally, careful to not jostle her at all. Ryan laid down, pulling her back in his arms as they both settled into a warm embrace. The rhythmic beeping of the h
Tally, Ethan, and Holly left the building at noon to go grab some lunch later that day. Ryan was having a workout with Marty during lunch.When she told him she was leaving, Tally promised to bring something back for him. Tally was finding it hard to work with her husband, often wanting to strip his clothes off at work and beg him to take her. But they had made a deal. The workplace was not the ideal location.“Damn hormones.” Tally said under her breath.“What.” Holly asked.Tally shook her head. “I’ll tell you after we order.”They looked over the menu before placing their orders. Once the server left. Tally said to her friends. “My hormones are all over the place with this pregnancy. Sometimes I want to shout at Ryan and call him an asshole for no reason or a want to rip his clothes off at the office.” Tally felt safe telling her friends how she was feeling. They had never gossiped behind her back.Holly grinned while Ethan laughed, saying. “Oh, honey, I can see the attraction. If h
“Beautiful,” he whispered, his voice filled with ore. Before he leaned in with his tongue, flicking out to taste her. Tally’s entire body jerked in response, her nails digging into the mattress as she struggled to stay still.Ryan’s tongue explored her folds, mapping out every sensitive spot with meticulous care. He teased her clit with gentle flicks, earning a choked cry from Tally. Her hips writhed beneath him, her breathing growing ragged as he continued his relentless assault.“Ryan,” she panted, her voice strained with desperation. “Please, I need...” Tally felt all her nerve ending zero in on every little movement Ryan made.Ryan lifted his head, a predatory smile curling his lips. “You need what, Tally?” he asked, his voice dripping with wickedness.“I need you,” she admitted, her cheeks flushing with excitement. “I need to feel you, Ryan. Please.” Ryan stripped the teddy from her body quickly.Ryan’s eyes darkened with desire, his cock twitching as he positioned himself at her
Three weeks later Tally and Ryan, with their entourage, burst into the boardroom of Benson Developments, their presence commanding immediate attention. The room fell silent as every eye turned to them. Tally’s face was a blank mask. She was wearing a scarlet red skirt suit, which contrasts with the cold, sterile room. Ryan stood beside her, his tailored suit exuding authority, his jaw set in determination.Barry Benson, the current CEO, looked up from his seat at the head of the table, his face paling at the sight of them. John, who sat to her father’s right side, narrowed his eyes, clearly sensing the impending storm.“Barry,” Ryan begins, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife, “you’re fired.”Barry’s mouth opens and closes, but no sound comes out. His hands grip the edge of the table, knuckles turning white as he struggles to process the words. Beside him, John leaps to his feet, his face twisted in outrage.“You can’t do this!” John shouts, pointing an accusing finger a
During that week, they had invited a select few to come to their home on the weekend. Ryan’s parents, Paul and Brenda, were among those included in the guest list. They were overjoyed to see Tally and showered her with hugs and kisses upon their arrival. They were relieved that Ryan had regained his memories.Brenda also shared with Tally that Ashley’s parents were not handling their daughter’s actions well. It was apparent to everyone that they found it distasteful. As a result, Ashley was no longer welcome in their circle. Holly and Ethan were the next to arrive, closely followed by April.When Tally invited April, she gave her the heads-up that Noah had also been invited. Tally assured April that she would understand if she didn’t want to come because her husband would be there, but she secretly hoped that she would. April had devoted the last five years of her life to take care of her ailing father, leaving little time for herself.Noah was the last to arrive, and Tally wasn’t sure
“I heard enough,” Ryan replied with a smirk. “But Tally, your money isn’t important to me. I love you for who you are, not for your wealth. Give it to charity or save it for our children. I have enough for the both of us.” He eyed her for a moment before adding. “I know you have your reasons for wanting to buy your father’s company. Just promise me that you won’t let it consume you. Revenge can be a dangerous game.” Tally sighed and walked over to her husband, wrapping her arms around him, leaning back to look at his face. “I promise, Ryan. This is not about revenge for me. Well, maybe a little, but mostly it’s about protecting the people who work there, and making sure my father can’t continue to hurt anyone else. Money is just a means to an end. The money has sat there all this time. I only live on my wages paid by you, and now my inheritance is going to do some good.” Ryan nodded, understanding the determination in her eyes. As his arms circled her waist. “One thing I don’t unders
Ryan and Tally sat side by side at the breakfast table. Ryan sipped his coffee, which she was still missing. “You have coffee envy.” He grinned at her. “Oh, shut up.” Tally said in a huffy tone, as she drank her decaf tea. Ryan placed his free hand over her belly. “It’s for a good cause. You are growing our baby.” His phone beeped to let him know he had a message. Taking his hand from her stomach, he picked up his phone. “It’s from Noah. He sent me the link for the media release about Ashley and Blake.” He let her know. As they read the explosive media story that had broken overnight. The article was damning, detailing Ashley’s lies and deceit, and Blake’s infidelity in intricate detail. Ryan’s eyes scanned the text rapidly. Tally, on the other hand, took her time, letting the words sink in, feeling a strange mix of vindication and sorrow for those who would inevitably be hurt by the truth. Ryan handed her the phone so she could read it at her own pace. When he saw the look on her
Ryan took a few more minutes, his mind racing as the memories fully settled in. The realization of Tally’s pregnancy hit him like a brick wall, filling him with a mixture of joy and protective instinct. He finally moved the car back into traffic, gripping the steering wheel tightly as he navigated through the evening rush hour. Ryan relived the car accident that had caused him to lose his memory of his wife. Remembering that she was pregnant helped him understand why he might have erased her from his memory. Of course, this was just his own speculation, since he wasn’t a psychologist. Nonetheless, knowing that she was pregnant and unable to prevent the accident, he blamed himself for the collision. So, his subconscious mind had effectively removed the problem. Ryan thought that perhaps the recent near miss with another car, and his instinct to protect her by putting his arm across her body to save her, had triggered his memories to resurface. Now that he had his memories back, Ryan