Hey loves. Just wanted to thank all of you for the love and support. Ex- husband's regret is toping in most categories and that wouldn't have been possible without you. Thank so so much, this means so much to me ❤️. You my readers are simply the best and I appreciate you.🥰 And now, who do you think Rowan's choice is going to be? Let me know in the comments. Looking forward to reading your answers.💕
“You can’t be serious” Emma asks as shell shocked as I was. I felt my heart beating wildly. Panic fisted my chest, making it hard for me to breathe. If I had thought that Ronny or Reaper, whatever the fuck he goes by, kidnapping us was bad, I was wrong because what he planned was way worse. “Oh, I
“I can’t believe you just said that about daddy!” “Lucky for me because I don’t really give a fuck what you think” I snap. Can’t she just keep quiet and let me concentrate? With each moment that passes that I am not free, my anxiety rises even more. She glares at me, but keeps quiet. I heave a br
I get out and survey the place. We were in a junk yard. I smile at our luck. This meant there were a lot of places to hide from Reaper and his men. “We have to find the exit. From there, I believe things will be easy” I tell Emma as we start moving. She nods her head in agreement and walks beside
“Fuck, it hurts” Emma screams in agony, making me come out of my shock just in time to see the man raise his pistol. I scramble to take the gun that I had dropped and immediately fire. He drops to the ground. I get up and rush to Emma, who was writhing on the ground. I don’t even check if the man
My heart starts going haywire and panic begins setting in. I shake her and her body tips. I catch her before she falls to the ground. Twisting her, I make it so that she’s laying on my lap. I whisper her name again, but she’s still unresponsive. With shaky hands and bones laden with fear, I check
Rowan. I can’t explain the fear I felt when I saw the bastard pointing a gun at her head. She was shaking, and tears were falling down her face. I heard as she pleaded with him to spare her, but I knew he wouldn’t. When she closed her eyes. As if accepting her fate. It nearly brought me to my fuck
“Yes please” she answers, looking at me tiredly. I bend down and pick her up. Hugging her close to my chest, I begin walking. “I said I needed help standing up, not being carried” Her argument lacks her normal fire backing it up. It goes to show just how worn out she was. I don’t answer. Just pul
I can’t deny it anymore. I fucking want her. With every past action, though, I don’t think she’ll want anything to do with me. No one has to tell me that the love I used to see shine in her eyes is no longer there. Right now, she only tolerates me for the sake of Noah. “Mr. Woods” I’m snapped out o