(Scott's POV) As I stepped into my mansion, a surge of happiness spread through me. No, it wasn’t just happiness—it was pure elation. Allison wasn’t engaged to Stefan. The relief that washed over me felt like a weight lifted from my chest, and for the first time in what seemed like forever, I felt like I could truly breathe again. Earlier, I’d lost control and kissed her, and even though it earned me a slap, I’d do it all over again without hesitation. Her lips… they felt just the same as they always had—warm, soft, and intoxicatingly sweet. I’d spent countless nights remembering those lips, wishing I could feel them against mine again. I missed her. I missed everything about her—the way she’d let me kiss her endlessly, the way she used to surrender to me completely, body and soul. I missed those quiet moments under the duvet when the world outside didn’t matter, when it was just the two of us, wrapped up in each other. Some nights, we’d cuddle and talk about our dreams; other n
(Scott's POV) "Mummy isn't breathing." Those words echoed endlessly in my ears as I drove at breakneck speed toward Allison's house. My heart pounded so loudly it felt as if it might burst out of my chest. Even with the car's air conditioning on full blast, my fear was so intense that I could feel the heat on my face. Allison had been perfectly fine when we spoke last night—no signs of illness, no complaints of feeling unwell. So what in the world could have happened? I pressed harder on the gas pedal, silently wishing I could grow wings and fly to her this instant. The memory of the last time Allison got sick flooded my mind; that was seven years ago, before our break up. She had been bedridden for two long, agonizing months, unable to speak or move much. It was the first time in my life I cried so miserably, thinking I might lose her. And now, with Liam's panicked call ringing in my ears, telling me she "isn't breathing," my eyes stung with unshed tears. I love her. I fucking
(Allison's POV) "Mummy," Liam hugged me tightly when I woke up, his small hands clutching me in a way that made it clear he was scared. Earlier, I had gone to the kitchen to make cereal but felt dizzy and fainted. Ever since I allowed Scott to be part of Liam's life, I’ve been constantly scared—scared that my family might find out the truth. Even though I don’t say it out loud, it consumes me. I badly want to tell them, but I don’t know where to begin. They resent Scott so much and don’t want him involved in Liam’s life. But it’s just too unfair to keep dragging an innocent child into a conflict he doesn’t even know about.. "Mummy, are you okay?" Liam asked, touching my face with his little hands. I nodded with a smile. "Mummy is fine. I’m sorry if I scared you." "I was so scared, Mummy. But now that you’re smiling at me, I’m not scared anymore." I smiled, caressing his hair, but then stopped midway when I realized I was in my room. I vividly remembered fainting in the kitche
(Allison's POV) I quickly crouched beside Liam, caressing his face with a made-up smile. "Your Daddy is busy, Liam, and he can't spend the night here. He has lots of documents to handle, and that's why he needs to go home," I said to him, but Liam shook his head in disapproval. "Are you saying his work is more important than us?" he asked, wearing that sad face that always tempts me to give in to whatever he said. I won’t blame him anyway; he got that attitude from me. But allowing Scott to spend the night here was not something I could allow. "Daddy, is your work more important than Mummy and me?" Liam asked, still maintaining the sad look on his face. Scott looked at me before turning back to Liam, trying to figure out how to respond. "You love your work more than us?" Liam asked again, his voice heavy with sadness. Scott crouched beside him, and I could feel his skin brush against mine since we were both crouching. I subtly shifted away from him. "Of course not, Liam. D
(Allison's POV) "Allison, when you called last night, we were unable to answer because Alex and I were busy attending to the customers at the restaurant. Before we could get back to you, it was late, so Alex and I decided to come over this morning to see if you're alright," Aunt Hilda said. She was trying to explain why she and Alex were unable to pick up when Liam called last night, but that wasn’t my problem right now. Scott was still sleeping in Liam’s room. What if he came out, unaware of my family’s visit? They’d be shocked, and the secret I’ve kept hidden would be revealed before I muster the courage to tell them. They might also think I’m back together with Scott, which isn’t true. "Sis, are you alright?" my brother asked, noticing my nervousness. "Yes… I am… fine," I stammered, forcing out a smile. "You don’t look like yourself this morning, Allison. Normally, you’d have welcomed us with open arms, but you’re not doing that. It’s as if you don’t want us to enter your ho
(Allison's POV) "Alex!" I rushed toward him, quickly standing by the door to prevent him from entering Liam's room. "You should go back to your food, Alex. You said you have a class to go to," I said, forcing a smile. "That can wait, Sis. I need to check what fell down from Liam's room," Alex said. It was obvious he suspected I was hiding something, which is why he was so determined to enter Liam's room. "There's nothing there, Alex," I said, clinging to the door. But Alex pulled me aside and entered Liam's room, his eyes moving around as if searching for something or someone. My gaze darted to the wardrobe, but Scott wasn’t there. Where could he have hidden? Nevertheless, I used the opportunity to distract Alex. "I told you it was nothing. Why are you doubting me?" I asked. "Because you're not acting like yourself today, and it makes me suspicious," Alex responded, then quickly walked to the bathroom. He opened the door with full force, as if he was trying to find someone inside
(Scott's POV) As I crawled out of bed, I couldn't stop myself from laughing. At first, hiding from Allison's family wasn't something I wanted to do, but for Allison's sake, I decided to. Now, it felt kind of funny. Allison and I were like two teenage kids hiding our relationship from their parents. "What's so funny?" Allison asked, folding her arms across her chest. "Isn't it amusing how we're playing hide and seek with your family? We’re like two teenagers keeping our relationship a secret, and when we were almost caught, you made me hide to avoid being seen," I said, grinning. But Allison kept a straight face, which made me wonder if it wasn’t amusing to her. "You don't find it funny?" I asked, my grin slowly fading. "Give me one reason why I should find what you just said funny, Scott. My family completely trusts me, but I'm hiding a huge secret from them. They think we haven't seen or spoken to each other, but they don't know that we're on speaking terms and that I have given
(Scott's POV) "Is this some kind of joke?!" I demanded, glaring at my dad, who was seated comfortably on my couch, as if he owns not just my life but my house as well. "Jenna is right, Scott. We've already fixed a date for your wedding. You both just have to get yourselves prepared for it," my dad said, and Jenna smiled. "What gives you the right to arrange my marriage for me?!" I yelled at him. I was trying my best to control my anger because, even though I resent him so much, he is still my dad. "I'm your father, Scott. So I have every right to arrange your wedding with anyone that would be beneficial to us," he said. "Beneficial to us?" I scoffed before continuing. "Don't include me in that because I'm not part of your family." "Your last name is Stiles, so how are you not part of our family?" he asked, standing up, his face showing just how angry he was. Back then, I’d have apologized immediately, but not anymore—not when I am no longer the man he could push around and
(Allison's POV) Bonnie held her cheek as she looked at me in surprise. She hadn’t expected me to slap her—neither did I. But she had gone too far, and I needed to make her think straight because it was so obvious she had lost it. She even dared to sleep with my brother! “Did you just slap me?” she questioned. “Yes,” I answered firmly. “I slapped you, Bonnie, and I will do it over and over again if you don’t watch your tongue. I came here so I could talk to you, but it’s obvious you’ve gone mad. You should see a psychiatrist because that’s what you need!” I snapped at her and turned to leave, but Bonnie held my hand. “Allison,” her voice choked with tears. I turned to look at her, and she was already shedding tears. “You were right about Peter. He doesn’t love me like he claims he does. He’s gay, and he was just using me to hide the fact that he’s gay. I was just so heartbroken when I found out the truth from him, and I didn’t know how to face you because you’ve been right all a
(Allison's POV) I blushed hard as Scott slipped his hands around my waist. "Aren’t you becoming obsessed with me?" I simpered. "Yes. I’m madly obsessed with you," he whispered, kissing my cheeks, and I blushed even harder. "I’m going to try my best to make up for the times I wasn’t there for you," he whispered again, and I chuckled. "Aren’t you going to work?" I asked, even though I wanted him to stay at home with me. I didn’t have much to do at my clothing line, so I decided to take a day off from work. We had the house all to ourselves because Liam and Clara visited Aunt Hilda. "Work can wait. You’re more important than anything in the world." "Stop being cheesy." "Do you love it or hate it?" he murmured. I licked my lower lip with a smile. "I love it," I answered, and he kissed my cheek again with his hands hovering around me. "I want to eat you up right now… I just can’t get enough of you," he said as he turned me to face him. I blushed like a teenager in love. He pecke
(Writer's POV) "Do you want to eat lunch with us?" a group of female interns asked Alex, who had buried his head in his work. Alex lifted his head from his computer and smiled at them. "No, I can't. I have to finish my assignment." "We all have assignments to do, but that doesn't mean we can't go out to eat, right? Come on, Alex, join us, it's going to be my treat," one of them said while the rest nodded their heads, smiling at him. Alex is the most handsome one among the male interns, so every female interns wanted to bond with him. "I'm really sorry, but I can't. Maybe next time." "That's what you always say. Why can't you hang out with us? Do you have a girlfriend who is so toxic?" another asked. "I don't have a girlfriend," he muttered. "More reason you should hang out with us. You never know, you might like one of us," another said and the rest giggled. Alex looked at them and sighed. He knew it would be impossible for him to love another girl who isn't Bonnie.
(Writer's POV) Bonnie smiled sweetly as she designed the cake she had just baked with lots of love petals. She was planning on giving it to Peter because it was his birthday today. "I'm sure he's going to love it," she blushed. "What are you doing, Bonnie?" her mom asked when she entered the kitchen with her dad. Her parents came over to spend the weekend with her. "I'm baking a cake for Peter. It's his birthday today," she smiled. "Who's Peter?" her dad asked. "Peter is her boyfriend. The man she has refused to introduce to us," her mom answered on her behalf. "Mom, it's not like I don't want to introduce him to you. He's been busy and that's why I'm yet to introduce him to both of you," as always, she defended Peter. "No man is too busy for the woman he loves. If he really loves you, he would make time to be with you and get to know your family," her dad said. "Peter isn't like other men. Besides, he doesn't need to be with me every day before I can be convinced he loves me
(Scott's POV) I stared at Allison, waiting for her to say something, but she remained quiet, just staring back at me with eyes filled with guilt. "When you said you spent the night at Elena's house because she was having issues with her husband... was that a lie? Did you spend the night in his hotel suite—and kiss him?" I asked again, hoping she’d say something—anything at all. "Yes, she did, Scott," Stefan answered on her behalf. "She lied to you. Gosh, her lips were so soft when I kissed her. Tasted like vanilla," he added, clearly trying to provoke me. I fell for it and punched him in the face. Anger and jealousy surged through me knowing he had kissed Allison—my woman. When she said she’d been celibate after we broke up, I felt honored. It meant I was still the only man who had been privileged to kiss her, touch her, and do whatever I wanted with her body. But now, I’d just found out Stefan had kissed her. Stefan laughed, wiping the blood from his lips. "You're so piss
(Allison's POV) My aunt and my brother were beyond shocked when I told them how Stefan had lied about being crippled. Aunt Hilda and I had visited Alex in his condo, and I decided to tell them about it, but I left out the part where he tried to rape me. They wouldn't take it lightly, especially Alex. I didn't want more drama, which was why I deleted that part from our conversation. "I still can't believe Stefan could lie about being crippled. I thought he was a decent man," Aunt Hilda said, clicking her tongue. I also thought the same way, but now I understood who he truly is, behind the facade he was putting on. "I'm sure he did that just to get your attention, sis. Have you talked to him?" Alex asked. He wouldn't have asked such a question if I had told him Stefan tried to rape me. He would have been on his way to confront Stefan right now. I smiled and shook my head. Ever since the day he tried to rape me, I blocked his number. Scott had insisted we file a case agains
(Allison's POV) I tried to form words, but I couldn't find the right ones to say. There was no way I could tell my son I just had sex with his father. He was too young to hear such things, but Liam being Liam would always want to know everything. Scott, on the other hand, was speechless and didn't know what to say. We could have left the hot make-out session and love-making for the night, but I was just too overwhelmed to bury myself in him, especially since it had been six years since I felt the touch of a man. "Mummy, Daddy, why aren't you both saying anything? Why do you have swollen lips?" he asked, his eyes darting between me and his daddy. "Liam!" Elena exclaimed suddenly with a smile, and Liam's eyes shifted to her. "Don't you think you should show your parents the award you got in school? You were talking about it throughout the ride, right?" "You had an award in school?" Scott asked, playing along, and my innocent son fell for it. "Yes, Daddy! I got a gold medal
(Allison's POV) "Ouch," Scott whimpered as I treated the bruises on his face. "Don't be a crybaby," I said, purposely adding pressure as I tended to his wounds. "Ow! Allie! You're doing it on purpose, aren't you?" he laughed. "No, I'm not. You're the one who should stop being a crybaby," I rolled my eyes playfully. "Really? Crybaby, huh?" he said, then tickled me. I laughed and found myself sitting on his lap. We both stared at each other, smiling. I was over the moon that I was finally back together with Scott. What I did was unjust, but he was able to forgive me. If he hadn’t intervened, Stefan would’ve raped me. It's still hard to believe he was capable of that, judging from how nice he had been to me. But that doesn’t matter anymore. What mattered now was that I was back with the man who could tame my heart—no matter how badly he had crushed it. Scott's hand went to my hair, and he caressed it gently. "I love you, Allie," he whispered, and I blushed. "You’ve
(Scott's POV) I had just finished a meeting with clients from Australia when Clara rushed into my office, informing me about Allison and telling me how she had been taking care of Stefan, who was pretending to be crippled. She gave me the address of the hotel where she was staying, and due to my connection with the owner of the hotel, I was given the room number of the suite he was in. Before I could get to the door, I heard Allison screaming from inside as she begged Stefan to let her go. Forcefully pushing the door open, I found Stefan on top of Allison, trying to rape her. I grabbed him and flung him away, not caring where he'd land. My eyes locked on Allison. She knew I was angry and filled with disappointment over what she had done, so she couldn't bear to look at me. "Scott!" Stefan spat my name, and my angry eyes fixed on him. "How dare you interrupt my moment with Allison!" he raged and rushed towards me. He managed to land a punch on my face, but I returned the