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Ethan laughed at her request. "You want Puppy to come home with you?""Your mama doesn't like dogs, baby," her grandfather said gently. "We can't take the puppy home."Isabella's face fell at his words. "No, puppy?" She looked so heartbroken that Ethan's heart melted."Hey now, no tears," Ethan said, giving her hand a squeeze. "Puppy has to stay here, but you'll see other cute puppies another day, okay, princess?"Sniffling, Isabella nodded before waving sadly. "Bye bye, Puppy."John mouthed "thank you" to Ethan once more before turning to leave. As they left, Ethan felt that warmth mixed with a tinge of sadness at Isabella's disappointment. But he knew her bright spirit wouldn't stay dimmed for long.As Isabella and her grandfather John left the ice cream shop and walked a short distance, Isabella suddenly shouted excitedly, "Mama! Mama!" She wiggled out of John's arms and took off running."Isabella!" John called after her, but the little girl had already launched herself into the a
"Mia, I can't do that in front of our parents it's ridiculous! What will they think of me if I start holding Olivia's hand and flirt with her right in front of them?" Ethan looked at Mia with disbelief."But that's what we have to show to our parents. We have to convince them that you're flirting with Olivia. Only in this way we can make our plan successful. Only in this way we will be able to get divorced. Why don't you understand, Ethan? This is the most important step for our plan," Mia said.I'm willing to help convince them Olivia and I have something going on between us through more subtle means lingering glances, standing a bit too close, that sort of thing. But I won't cross obvious lines of decency in front of our family. Our parents deserve to be treated with respect, even if we disagree with their decision on our marriage. Pulling a stunt like that will only make the situation more volatile. Please, I'm asking you to reconsider this approach."My Mom are completely inflexi
"Olivia, Ethan was about to spill details of our plan right in front of our parents! Thanks to you for talking with mom while coming here, I was able to stop him from revealing more by kissing him."She glanced around furtively before continuing. "You have to be bold and take matters into your own hands. Make Ethan act according to our plan."Olivia felt a rush of relief that Mia had been the one to instigate the surprising kiss she witnessed earlier. At least it wasn't Ethan making unwanted advances.However, a lingering doubt crept into Olivia's mind. What if Ethan did have feelings for Mia, even if he hadn't acted on them openly yet? The idea made Olivia's stomach knot with worry.Hearing Mia's words, Ethan felt the ground had slipped beneath his feet and he couldn't control his inner turmoil. A tear fell from his eyes and he abruptly stood up, collecting the broken glass shards."Don't you ever dare kiss me like that again, Mia. I will not tolerate anything you do without my conse
Olivia flinched at first when Ethan guided her hand towards the puppy's fur. But as her fingers made contact with the impossibly soft coat, she felt herself relaxing slightly. The puppy seemed to sense her fear and ceased its barking, letting out a small whimper sound instead."See, he likes you," Ethan murmured reassuringly close to her ear. His warm breath tickled her neck, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine.Slowly, Olivia lifted her head from the safety of Ethan's neck to get a better look at the puppy. It looked up at her with soulful brown eyes, its tiny pink tongue lolling out happily as she stroked it. A reluctant smile tugged at the corners of her lips."I guess he's not so bad... But I don't like dogs," she admitted, running her fingers through the soft fur.Ethan chuckled at that. "Who said he's a dog? Meet Mango, my new furry friend. And Mango, meet Olivia, my new old friend." He took Olivia's hand, which he was still holding, and guided it to shake the puppy's p
***Four Years Back***Ethan perched on his usual barstool, his dark hair casting shadows on his chiseled feature, eyes reflecting the golden glow of the lit club. A mixologist shook a cocktail shaker, creating a rhythm that made the space come alive."Another Old Fashioned, Ethan?" The bartender, Mark asked, and smirks as he placed the fresh drink in front of Ethan.Ethan shrugs. "Why not? It seems to be the only thing keeping me going these days," He said wistfully, swirling the amber liquid in the highball glass. His mind traced back to a time when he had someone special to share his evenings with, but that seemed like a distant memory now.Mark glanced discreetly over Ethan's shoulder, then winked at him. "Looks like your luck is about to change, my friend."Following Mark's line of sight, Ethan noticed a woman walk in Olivia. Her golden brown hair cascaded past her shoulders, and her captivating blue eyes scanned the room. Without a second thought, she sauntered over, closing the
Ethan checked into his hotel room and clicked the door shut, plunging them into a cocoon of darkness, pierced only by the distant glow of moonlight. A soft, earthy scent hung in the air, one that was equal parts masculine and mysterious, causing Olivia's heart to flutter.Ethan reaches for the bedside lamp, casting the space in a warm, golden glow. Delicate shadows dance against the wall, as if to celebrate their union.The plush sheets, ruffled from their nights' escapades, create an invitation for sinful exploration. Every corner of the room whispers tales of intimate secrets shared, and of bodies entwined in urgent desire.Ethan carefully unbuttons his shirt, revealing a torso that could only be the work of a skilled craftworker, as Olivia watches.She is suddenly grateful for the softly flickering lamplight illuminating the room, casting subtle shadows and depth, accentuating his athletic build. Her eyes dance over the intricate lines and contours of his chest and abdomen, while a
Inhaling deeply, losing himself in the warmth of her presence.Olivia blinked, her eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks like delicate feathers. "Excuse me?" Her voice wavered slightly, betraying the slightest hint of uncertainty.Ethan smiled, a lazy grin that made his brown eyes sparkle."A quieter, huh? I would've never guessed." He nodded towards her lips that were between her teeth. "You seem like the type who can handle whatever gets thrown at her." Ethan's fingers grazed her jaw, and Olivia leaned into his touch. The way his eyes held hers, intense, stirred a warmth within her she hadn't experienced in quite some time.Olivia's cheeks flushed as she met Ethan's gaze, a mix of surprise and admiration evident in her eyes. "I've learned to adapt," she murmured softly, a slight smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "But sometimes, even the strongest need a moment of quiet."Olivia's fingers danced along the curve of Ethan's chest, feeling the muscles tense and ripple under he
"Dada? Dada, where are you?" Olivia opening the door calls out.John came into the room, shushing her gently. "Olivia, why are you shouting? Isabella is sleeping. She'll wake up if she hears you."Olivia looked momentarily lectured before her expression brightened again. "Dada, do you know who saved my daughter today?"John shook his head sadly. "I didn't get his name."Olivia show's John the photo on her phone. "This is him, Dada. The one who saved Bella today."John studied the image of the man holding a coffee mug, and he nodded slowly. "Yes, that's the hero who rescued our little girl."A wistful look crossed Olivia's face. "I knew he'd come through for her when she really needed him, even if he doesn't realize it yet."John furrowed his brow. "What do you mean? Do you know this young man?"Olivia nodded. "That's Ethan. Bella's father, though he doesn't know about her existence." She breathed a sigh of longing. "Just like I told you, I always believed deep down that he would be th
As he rushed to the parking lot, his heart raced. When he reached Mia's car, he noticed it was still there. He hesitated for a moment before rushing over, his mind racing with worry.Inside, Mia was hiding her face in her hands, tears escaping despite her efforts to remain composed. Setting aside her own emotions, Olivia sat beside her, asking "Mia? Are you okay?"a comforting presence but clearly concerned.Memories of that morning flooded back—how they had started the day together.***Flashback to the Morning***Mia had woken Ethan by shaking him gently. "Ethan, get up."He groaned, pulling her closer. "It's Sunday. Let me sleep.""You can sleep later! I’m hungry. Make some pancakes," she insisted."Go prepare yourself and let me sleep," he mumbled."How am I going to prepare breakfast if you’re holding me?" she replied playfully.He reluctantly removed his hands from her waist but didn’t get up. "Ethan, I want your special pancakes." She said."Mia, I’ll make them when I wake up."
Ethan frowned, confused. “What are you talking about, Olivia?”“Just Mia’s friend,” she said, her voice steady but her words cutting. “Not yours. That’s how you see me? Just someone you tolerate because of Mia?”Her words landed like a blow, and Ethan felt the heat rise in his chest. “That’s not what I meant—”She held up a hand, stopping him. “Because it sure sounds like that’s all I am to you. Mia’s best friend. Nothing more.” Her gaze bore into his, searching for something, and when she didn’t find it, she let out a quiet, humorless laugh. “I guess I was wrong to think we’d gotten past that. I thought you genuinely want us to be friends.”“Olivia, I didn’t mean it like that,” Ethan said quickly, his voice edged with panic.“Didn’t you?” she countered, her tone sharper now, though it wavered slightly at the end. “Because it’s starting to feel like the only reason you even bother with me is because of Mia.”“Liv,” Mia chimed in, stepping forward, but Olivia shook her head.“No, Mia,
Ethan got ready for work, the morning sun warming his bedroom. As he buttoned his shirt, he couldn't stop thinking about last night—dinner with Olivia, her playful smile —especially that goodbye kiss on his cheek that somehow felt like more.As he adjusted his uniform, he heard the soft click of footsteps. Mia appeared in the doorway, her arms crossed and a curious expression on her face. “So,” she began, her tone casual but with an edge of curiosity, “how was your date with Liv last night?” Ethan froze for a split second before regaining his composure. He didn’t turn to face her, instead focusing on his reflection. “It was fine,” he said simply, his voice steady. “Fine?” Mia repeated, raising an eyebrow. She stepped further into the room, her arms still crossed. “That’s all you’ve got? Fine?” Ethan finally turned to her, shrugging. “We talked. We ate. Nothing new.” Mia studied him, her look sharp. “You didn’t say much when you got home last night. Now you’re being all vague abou
“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