Ethan’s brows furrow in confusion, his mind racing to grasp the sudden introduction of someone entirely unknown to him. As Mia reveals her plan to involve her best friend in their scheme, a mixture of panic and disbelief washes over him. He feels uneasy about the idea of entangling their personal lives with someone new, especially in such a delicate matter.“Where did she come from? I’ve never seen her before or heard of her.” He asks. “You are right, Ethan. I can’t believe I forgot to inform you about that. Olivia has been abroad for the last five years. Finally, she is back, and I think she is the most suitable person for this position.”“Mia, thank you for the efforts of yours, but there is no way that I can proceed with Olivia.” That was going to be unbearable, if I had to play the role of having an affair with your best friend it is too much for pretending, even for an act!“He admired Mia’s determination and resourcefulness; however, the thought of involving her best friend, Oli
Olivia was getting ready for dinner. Mia arranged for Olivia to meet her husband, Ethan. Mia said if everything go smoothly according to her plan Olivia would pretend to be Ethan's Mistress after tonight. It was a test for Olivia and them, Olivia felt a mix of emotions as she got ready.She picked her clothes out with precaution, selecting something that suited her part a bit more sexy. The concept of acting like Ethan’s mistress made Olivia feel unstable and excited. She had no idea how Ethan would react to her disclosure, and she didn't know if she could pull off the role at all.Carefully applying her makeup, she thought about the night all the time. She wondered if the family of Ethan and Mia would be able to figure out her disguise or if she was good enough at it. But she was still quite loyal to Mia and didn't want to disappoint her. Then, she made up her mind to go on, no matter what happens.Taking a deep breath, Olivia pushed away her doubts. She realized this wasn’t just abo
“Olivia, are you okay?” Mia’s voice broke through the charged silence, breaking the trance between Olivia and Ethan.Ethan quickly came to his senses. He gently steadied Olivia as she found her footing again. But as she put weight on her left foot, a searing pain shot up her leg.“Ah!” Olivia cried out, her face contorting. All eyes turned toward her in worry.“My leg!” she gasped again through gritted teeth.Without a second thought, Ethan swiftly scooped Olivia into his arms, cradling her against his chest. She let out a startled yelp, her arms instinctively winding around his neck as he lifted her with ease.An undeniable blush crept onto Olivia’s cheeks at their sudden closeness. She could feel the firm muscles of his chest against her side and couldn’t help but notice his clean, woodsy scent. Ethan’s brow was furrowed in concern as he carried her to the plush couch and gently placed her there.As Ethan lifted Olivia into his arms, Mia’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes widen
After freshening up, Ethan came out from the hallway. His eyes immediately met Olivia’s across the room. They looked at each other for a moment. Olivia’s eyes had a mysterious intensity that Ethan couldn’t quite understand, leaving him curious but unsure.As the tension continues between them, Mia’s voice broke the spell, calling them to come to eat dinner. Olivia stood up, still looking at Ethan as she got ready to follow him. Ethan, sensing her hesitation, gestured for her along the way with a slight tilt of his head.Ethan’s heart raced as he went to the dining table, Olivia following close behind him. He could feel the weight of her gaze on his back, her presence right beside him. As they sat at the table, the tension remained between Olivia and Ethan, the air thick with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.Mr. Parker, feeling the uncomfortable atmosphere, created some lighter moment by giving a pleasant smile. “Let start eating!” he exclaimed, pointing to the dishes of food.
Mia gets impatient by his delay to answer. “Ethan, don’t be so shy!” she pressed on. “Olivia is my friend. She will not take it wrong if you compliment her openly.”Ethan glared at Mia. He turned to Olivia. Looking straight into her eyes, he says, “You are looking like a model just came out of a magazine cover."Olivia's eyes widened in surprise. She hadn't anticipated such a remark from him. She was impressed by his boldness and disappointed at the same time. Ethan said all this because Mia asked him to, not because he wanted to. Olivia looked at Ethan intensely.Sensing that Olivia wasn't comfortable with his compliment, Ethan tried to say, "I mean, you look gorgeous in that dress, Olivia," he said with a nervous chuckle.Mia shook Olivia's leg with hers under the table, and Olivia turned her gaze towards Mia and, looking straight into her eyes, said, "Your husband knows how to compliment a woman. You're really lucky to have him, Mia. He asks permission from you to praise a woman. I
Ethan’s muscular frame was glistening with sweat. He closed the distance between us, pressing his body against mine. I could feel his erection against my stomach, and it sent a jolt of pleasure through me.Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, as their lips met in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, tasting and exploring each other.He trailed kisses down her neck, his hands roaming on her body, his touch setting her on fire. He slipped his fingers underneath her lacy panty, teasing her, making her wetter.He slipped a finger inside her, making her gasp. Olivia moaned against his lips, feeling the pleasure building up inside her.The piercing sound of her phone shattered the tranquility. Olivia stretched her hand to grab the ringing phone on the nightstand.Ethan’s fingers clamped around Olivia’s wrist like a vise, his eyes pleading. “Don’t answer that,” his voice a hushed whisper.Too late. Olivia’s hand had already closed around the ringing phone
But the image of Ethan remained, looking devastatingly handsome in a crisp dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up revealing muscular forearms. A mental groan escaped her. This couldn't be happening, not now, after she had finally managed to put that inappropriate dream about him behind her. "You can't just invade my thoughts whenever you want," Olivia muttered under her breath, glaring at Ethan's oblivious form. Is this some kind of cosmic joke? Am I being punished? She kept subjecting her to these torturous visions of her best friend's husband. Taking a deep breath, Olivia willed herself to approach the table, her steps feeling leaden. Up close, Ethan looked even more maddeningly attractive in his neatly trimmed hair, lines crinkling around his warm brown eyes as he glanced up at her. Olivia glided across the floor towards him, the deep red chiffon of her dress swirling around her toned legs with every step. The plunging neckline hinted at just a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage.
"Alright, you've got our attention," he said in a low tone, leaning in towards Mia. "So talk. Explain what… whatever this is you're suggesting."His wary glance flicked briefly to Olivia before focusing back on his wife. Outwardly, Ethan looked like a concerned husband. He sought clarification from his wife. But Olivia couldn't help wondering if a part of him was intrigued. It was an inappropriate feeling, but it was about Mia's proposition.Mia scolded them sternly, her voice carrying a mix of disappointment and frustration. "First of all, you two, what was that last night? I thought you two had chemistry between each other, and suddenly, what happened? You both behaved like you can't stand each other. Didn't you both know that last night was important to our plan? I wanted to test the waters with our family."Ethan's frustration boiled over as he looked at Mia. "It was her," he said, pointing at Olivia. "She's the one who treated me like I'm some kind of criminal." His accusing tone
“Even if it’s not love,” Olivia finished for him, her tone neutral but her eyes watching him closely. She saw the way his expression shifted—hesitation, maybe even guilt.“I don’t know,” Ethan said after a pause, his voice barely above a whisper. “Maybe in some ways I thought after the marriage with Mia, everything is normal in our relationship. Or maybe it’s just me trying to make sense of it all.”Olivia forced a smile, though her chest tightened at his words. So, he might already have feelings for Mia she thought, her earlier confidence shaken. She had thought tonight would give her clarity—about Ethan, about the way he looked at her with a mix of fascination and restraint. But now, it felt as though they were wading into murkier waters, and she wasn’t sure either of them knew the way out.“That’s fair,” she composed her emotions. With a forced smile. “It’s okay, Ethan, not to have all the answers yet. Sometimes, they come when you least expect them.”He studied her for a moment, a
“Let’s see if you can keep your cool,” Olivia whispered, her voice like velvet, “or if I can make you crack.”Ethan felt his throat go dry again, but he forced himself to keep his composure. “You can try,” he said, his tone daring, though his eyes gave away his growing fascination. “But just remember, I’m not that easy to break.”“Oh, I know,” Olivia replied, her voice barely a whisper now, low and dripping with intent. She reached out, her fingers trailing over his hand, the touch sending a shiver up his spine. “But I think tonight I might just be willing to make an exception for you.” Ethan’s breath hitched as Olivia’s fingers lingered on his hand, her touch light yet electric. It was an innocent enough gesture, but the subtle caress held layers of unspoken meaning, each one laced with both temptation and danger. He knew she was testing him, pushing just far enough to see if he’d push back.He cleared his throat, pulling his hand back just slightly as he took a long sip of his wine
Ethan sat at the restaurant, checking his watch and looking around, he replayed his conversation with Olivia. When he’d called earlier, offering to pick her up, she’d insisted on taking her own car, explaining it would make it easier for them to go home separately—just in case he got an urgent call. She didn’t want him to have to detour, dropping her off if he needed to rush off for duty. It struck him how considerate she was, understanding the demands of his job as a police officer, and he felt a genuine respect for her. It was rare, he thought, to meet someone who truly understood the importance of that responsibility.Mia, She got it too. She understood what it meant to live with the phone, always within reach, always waiting for the next call. Yet, sometimes, she’d throw in a small performance in-front of his mom, acting like he puts the job first—something that amused and bewildered him in equal measure. She would sigh, casting him that theatrical, sidelong look, as if he was the
"Ethan," she cut him off, "sometimes I wonder if that dog is more important to you than your family. We hardly see you these days, and when we do, you're always rushing off to walk Mango or take him to the vet or buy him treats.""Mom, that's not true," Ethan protested, but his mom continued. "We're your family, Ethan. We should come first. Not that animal. Now come quick. Your food is getting cold.""Mom I know you're my family but your emotional drama isn't going to work from the last week you're staying at my house and using every trick to make me not have mango at our place. Still, I love you too, the Moon. I'm on my way," Ethan When he looked up, he noticed that John, Bella, and the women had already disappeared into the growing darkness of the park. He stood there for a moment, feeling a strange mix of longing and disappointment, before turning to head home, Mango trotting obediently at his heels.At 11 pm, Olivia stood in the kitchen, her hands wrapped around a steaming mug of
“Family is a precious thing,” John said. “And sometimes it comes in unexpected ways, but it is always worth fighting for it.”Ethan turned to John with a bewildered, yet interested, gaze. He began to speak and before he could utter any word, there was the sound of Bella’s voice rang through the air.“Supe’hewo, look” Bella’s excited voice interrupted. “Mango sit! He did it!”When the two men looked back, they were surprised to see the puppy sitting calmly with his tail going round, as Bella was feeding him the treat. Ethan's face lit up with pride smile."That's amazing, princess! You're such a good teacher," he praised, ruffling Bella's hair affectionately.John looked at the interaction, and his eyes became all tender. “You know, Ethan, seeing you with Bella... it reminds me of my daughter when she was that age." The way you look at her, it’s... well, it’s how a father looks at his daughter.Ethan's breath caught in his throat. He looked at John and then at Bella, who was now attemp
*** Few Moments Before ***Bella's eyes lit up with joy as she spotted Ethan playing with the puppy. She picked up the ball and ran towards them, her little legs carrying her as fast as they could."Puppy! Supe'hero!" Bella called out in her adorable g out in excitement.Ethan looked up, his lips turned into a wide smile as he saw Bella running towards him. His eyes sparkled with affection as he opened his arms wide."Come here, you little Barbie girl," he called out playfully.Bella giggled as she launched herself into Ethan's waiting arms. He caught her effortlessly, lifting her high in the air before bringing her close to his chest."Aww, I missed you too, Princess," Ethan said softly, his voice filled with warmth. He showered her chubby cheeks with quick, playful kisses, causing Bella to burst into a fit of giggles."Supe'hero, stop." she squealed between laughs, her little hands pushing at his face.After a moment, Bella's giggles subsided, and she looked down at the puppy waggin
Ethan stood outside the NYPD precinct, staring at the sign. It was noon, and he had been contemplating whether to go inside and face Cliff or go back home and face Mia taunts again. The weight of his choices pressed down on him. Ethan ruffled his hair and huffed slightly, as if annoyed and frustrated. He looked at his watch, wrenching his hand, and whispered, "I can't avoid him. I have to face Cliff."I screamed inside, wondering which life I would rather have: the craziness of last night's forgetting or the current appalling situation."It's all because of Mia," I thought. "She shouldn't have brought Olivia there." My mind drifted to Olivia and what she must think of me now. First, I proposed a fake marriage to Mia, then Mia wanted a divorce from this fake marriage through a fake mistress act, and last night, I punched my colleague while drunk and couldn't even remember why. "Of course, she'll think I'm a terrible person," I thought bitterly. "Every time we meet, she misunderstands me
Her heart racing as if it were competing with a rocket. She could hardly breathe as Ethan's hands gently cupped her face."Let me see," he whispered. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her skin as he carefully blew air into her eyes.Mia closed her eyes, feeling a rush of sensations. It felt like she was in heaven, her stomach filling with butterflies at the tenderness of his touch. The intimacy of the moment made her chest ache with a longing she had been trying to suppress."There, better?" Ethan asked, his voice tender.Mia opened her eyes slowly, looking into his with a mixture of gratitude and sadness. "Yes, thank you," she whispered, trying to steady her racing heart.For a moment, they simply gazed at each other, the unspoken emotions hanging heavily between them.Ethan's brow furrowed, and he strokes her cheek. "Mia, please, talk to me. What's going on?"Ethan's thumb stroked her cheek, sending a shiver down her spine. His touch was so tender, so full of concern, tha
Ethan stirred on the bed as the morning sunrays streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on his face. He groaned, pulling the covers over his head to block out the light. Just as he began to drift back to sleep, he felt the covers being slowly pulled away from his face.He groaned again, turning over and trying to shield his eyes with his hands. But then he felt someone tugging at his hands, determined to wake him up. A familiar voice pierced through his sleepy haze.“Wake up, sleepyhead. You didn’t let me sleep last night, and now look at you, sleeping like a baby.”Ethan cracked one eye open, blinking against the bright light. He saw Mia leaning over him, a teasing smile on her face. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her hair tousled and her eyes bright with amusement.“Come on,” she said, giving his arm another gentle tug. “You can’t hide under the covers all day.”Ethan groaned and mumbled, “Just a few more minutes, Mia. My head is hurting like hell.”Mia raised an e