Emily’s life was on track: a dream wedding just months away, a fiancé she thought she knew inside out. Until the day she walked into Ryan’s office and found him with his jeans around his ankles and his assistant bent over the desk. The betrayal shattered her. She threw the ring. Her heart broke. Her future was derailed. Enter Sophia, Emily’s fiercely loyal best friend, armed with tequila and a no-nonsense plan to drown out Ryan’s audacity in a gritty biker bar. That’s where Emily meets Lucas, older, confident, and exactly the distraction she needs. What starts as a one-night stand turns into something deeper than Emily ever anticipated. Lucas is everything Ryan wasn’t... thoughtful, passionate, and oh, the amazing, kinky sex doesn’t hurt either. But Lucas comes with a past of his own. A lost son he hasn’t seen in years. A son whose identity shatters Emily’s new world all over again, because Lucas’ son turns out to be Ryan. The man who broke her heart. Now Emily faces the ultimate test: Can she love the man who healed her, knowing his blood ties her back to the one who hurt her? Or will this twisted fate tear her second chance at happiness apart? For Emily, the million-pound question is whether love can truly overcome the past.
View MoreAs Lucas mixed batter and the bacon began to sizzle, Emily poured two steaming mugs of coffee. She breathed in the scent, savouring the moment.Fuck, when did domesticity start feeling so damn good? she wondered, watching Lucas flip a pancake with practiced ease. The sight of him, all tousled hair and relaxed muscles, stirred something warm in her chest."What're you thinking about?" Lucas asked, catching her stare.Emily sipped her coffee, buying time. "Just... how nice this is," she admitted softly.Lucas set down the spatula and walked over to her, his movements fluid and deliberate. He stood behind Emily, his warmth enveloping her as he pressed a gentle kiss to her shoulder."It is nice, yes," he murmured agai
Emily's eyes fluttered open, her vision filled with Lucas's stubbled jawline. Their limbs were a tangled mess, her leg hooked over his hip, his arm pinned beneath her. Soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over their intertwined bodies."Merry Christmas Eve, you octopus," Emily mumbled, her voice still thick with sleep. She attempted to extricate herself but only managed to tighten their embrace.Lucas chuckled, the rumble in his chest vibrating against her. "Merry Christmas Eve yourself, spider monkey." His free hand traced lazy circles on her back. "I think we've outdone ourselves this time. I can't feel my left arm."Emily snorted, burying her face in the crook of his neck. The familiar scent of his skin - a mix of cedar and something uniquely Lucas - filled her senses. God, how ha
Emily squinted against the harsh sunlight reflecting off the pier, her head pounding with each step. The salty sea breeze did little to ease her hangover as she and Lucas approached the quaint cafe, its weathered wooden sign creaking in the wind."I need caffeine. Stat," Emily muttered, her voice raspy.Lucas chuckled, his hand on the small of her back. "I think we all do after last night."As they entered, Emily's eyes immediately locked onto Ryan, sitting at a corner table. Her stomach clenched, a mix of residual anger and unexpected nerves."Let's get this over with," she whispered to Lucas, steeling herself.They made their way over, the floorboards groaning beneath their feet. Ryan stood, his usually impeccable appearanc
Emily felt a warm, strong presence behind her as Lucas' hands settled on her waist. His breath tickled her ear as he leaned in close."Was that Ryan?" Lucas asked, his voice low and tinged with concern.She nodded, turning to face him. "Yeah. Apparently, he's decided that crashing my work event is the perfect way to apologise for being a world-class asshole."Lucas' blue eyes narrowed. "What did he want?"Emily sighed, running a hand through her carefully styled hair. "He wants to meet for brunch tomorrow. You, me, and him." She paused, gauging Lucas' reaction. "I told him we'd go.""Are you sure about this?" Lucas asked, his brow furrowing.Emily shrugged, feeling suddenly draine
Emily's heart raced as she surveyed the transformed gallery space. Soft lighting illuminated abstract paintings and sleek sculptures, while the clinking of champagne flutes and murmur of voices filled the air. Her navy dress swished around her legs as she made final adjustments to a floral arrangement."Bloody hell, we actually pulled this off," Sophia whispered, sidling up next to her.Emily grinned. "Don't jinx it. The night's still young."Her gaze drifted to Lucas, looking devastatingly handsome in his matching suit as he chatted with her parents. A familiar warmth bloomed in her chest."Earth to Emily," Sophia teased. "Stop eye-fucking your man and help me with these gift bags."Emily snorted, grabbing a stack of g
The lighthearted moment was shattered as Emily's dad sighed heavily, his expression turning grave. "On a slightly less amusing note, Em, Ryan turned up at our house earlier."Emily froze, her chopsticks clattering to the table. The room seemed to shrink, closing in on her as she stared at her father, heart hammering against her ribs. "Why?" she managed to croak out, her mouth suddenly dry."Looking for you," her dad replied, his brow furrowed with concern.Emily's mind raced, a cold sweat breaking out across her skin. What the fuck did Ryan want? Why now, of all times? She could feel Lucas' eyes on her, could sense the sudden tension in his body."Did he say what he wanted?" Emily asked, fighting to keep her voice steady. She didn't want to give Ryan the satisfaction of
A week later…Emily's eyes blurred as she stared at the spreadsheet, numbers swimming before her. She blinked hard, rubbing her temples. The clock on her laptop mocked her - 11:37 PM. Yet another late night at the office."Fuck me, I'm going cross-eyed," she muttered.Sophia's head popped up from behind her dual monitors. "Same. I swear these design mockups are multiplying."A soft knock at the door made them both look up. Lucas stood there, arms laden with takeout bags."Dinner for the workaholics," he said with a wry smile.Emily's heart did a little flip. Seeing him still gave her butterflies."You're a l
Her hips bucked wildly as the most powerful orgasm of her life tore through her. Emily clenched and pulsed around Lucas, milking him for all he was worth. She felt like she was shattering into a million pieces, coming apart at the seams.'Holy shit,' she thought hazily. 'Is this what dying feels like?'As the tremors began to subside, Emily collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air, Lucas sliding out of her as she fell. Her limbs felt like jelly, her mind blissfully blank. All she could do was lie there, savouring the lingering aftershocks of pleasure.Lucas' lips brushed her forehead, soft yet firm. "Let me look after you," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine.She nodded, unable to form words as the ache between her thighs intensified. Luc
Emily gasped as Lucas firmly pushed the plug back inside her, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Her legs trembled slightly as she adjusted to the fullness."I'm going to spank you again, baby girl," Lucas said, his voice low and commanding. "But this time, I want you to hold those pretty ass cheeks open for me. Keep yourself nice and exposed."Emily's heart raced at his words. Fuck, he knows exactly how to push my buttons. She reached back with both hands, grasping her cheeks and spreading them wide. The cool air on her most intimate areas made her shiver."Like this, Daddy?" she asked breathlessly, arching her back to present herself even more fully.Lucas growled appreciatively. "Perfect. Such an obedient little slut."
Emily strode into the gleaming lobby of Mitchell Financial, her heels clicking decisively on the polished marble. The usual receptionists and junior associates greeted her with warm smiles, used to seeing the fiancée of their star Ryan Mitchell."Evening, Ms. Carter," called out Janice from the front desk. "Surprising Ryan?"Emily flashed a tight smile, her stomach fluttering with anticipation. "You know me, can't stay away." She made her way to the elevator, mind racing. It had been weeks since she'd seen Ryan outside of hurried dinners and distracted phone calls. His big merger was finally wrapping up and her massive project was finally done and dusted - time to celebrate and reconnect.The elevator dinged open on the executive floor. Emily's heels sunk into plush carpeting as she approached Ryan's corner office. Muffled sounds filtered through the heavy oak door. Was that...?Emily's hand froze on the doorknob. A woman's breathy moan. Rhythmic thumping. "Oh fuck," she whispered. ...
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