It was Friday morning. Emma thought she had been doing nothing at home other than reading, swimming, eating and sleeping. She hardly sees Ethan as well. It is either he comes late or he leaves early. To make herself useful. She decided to make dinner for everyone. She got dressed and decided to go grocery shopping. Since it was summer. She wore a pair of white slim-fit denim and a yellow off-shoulder top to feel the breeze. She matches it up with a pair of white strapless shoes and her Chanel wallet and sunglasses. She walked down the stairs and asked Roselina to get the car ready as she was going shopping. Albert came inside and told her that he was ready. Albert is one of Ethan's bodyguards. He has been permanently assigned to Emma. "Mrs Williams. The car is ready ma'am". He told her. "Alright, Albert. Shall we? " "Yes ma'am" He left before her and opened the back seat door for her. She climbed into the car. Albert shut the door closed and walked around the lu
Ethan's POV I just made love to my wife for the second time this evening. She is so cute and tempting. One thing is for sure. This is going to be a very long night. "Ethan". She called me while her head was resting on my chest. "Can we eat at the poolside? ". She asked "Well, that's a good idea ". I replied. I sat down on the bed and pulled Emma up. And she rested on my shoulder looking tired. "Come, let's wash out this sex smell. Then we can go down and eat. Hmm? " I stood up and carried her to the bathroom. ____ We had our food at the lounge outside the poolside. It was delicious. Emma wanted to have a drink, but I declined. "Ethan, don't worry. I just need to drink a little." "Ok.". I gave her permission to drink a little. "Baby. I want you to move into my room from tomorrow. I will instruct the maids to move your things first thing tomorrow morning". I said. Emma rested her head on my shoulder and her two hands hugged my waist. I kissed her temple
Emma's POV I came out of the bathroom. Ethan was not there. I wonder where he had gone to. So, I dried my hair and put on a comfy dress and I walked down the stairs to look for him. I checked his study. He was not there. Then I walked to the poolside. I couldn't find him there. So, I took my phone and I dialled his number. It rang. But he did not pick up his calls. What is going on? This has never happened before. Even if Ethan was busy with work. He would still answer my calls. I started feeling uneasy. I went back inside the mansion and I sat on one of the luxurious sofas in the living area. Then I saw Roselina coming inside the mansion. "Roselina?". I called. "Yes, Mrs Williams". She acknowledged She walked to where I was sitting and I got up to ask her. "Did you know where my husband has gone to?" "No ma'am. But I saw when he was leaving. He looked worried. And all the bodyguards went with him except the ones that secure the gate" "Ok, thanks" "Alright, ma'am". Sh
Ethan's POV I saw Emma sleeping on the couch. So I walked to her. I run my hand through her hair. And she woke up. "You missed me?" I teased. She hugged me. Cupped my cheeks, Kissed me and sympathised with me. She tried to console me. Somehow it worked. "Albert told me you called him. Thanks.". Come. Let's get a good night's rest. We shall talk tomorrow" I held her hand as we walked upstairs. Emma went back to sleep. I couldn't get a sleep. So many thoughts filled my mind. The thought of Elisa asking for her share of property. The thought of the fact that I just lost my grandfather. And, the thought of being all alone is hurting me. Then, I turned to my beautiful woman who was sleeping peacefully. I tucked some strands of her hair that covered her face to the back of her ear. She moved her body and buried her head in my chest. I smiled. For a minute. Looking at her made me forget all my worries. _____ A few weeks have passed after my grandfather's burial. The stress wa
Emma's POV I have been working at LAVEDA Hotel and Suites for about a year now. Through those months, I had seen and met with people. Especially the senior managers of TLMC. But, never have I come across our CEO until last month. My CEO, who is now my Contract husband and a man I now have strong feelings for, is right here sitting by my side, my hands wrapped around his waist while my head is resting on his chest. We are in a convoy of six cars, going to LAVEDA. He refused to let me go back to work on my own. He said he wanted everyone to know that I was his. His words gave me some kind of boldness and assurance. I just have to accept the truth now. I am Mrs Williams. It doesn't matter if it is a contract marriage or not. The marriage is real. We arrived at LAVEDA and the Hotel President and other senior managers were outside waiting for our arrival. It makes me feel special. I adjusted myself as soon as we reached but before Ethan let go. He gently kissed me. Then, the door w
Ethan left his wife's office to go to his office. Genna formally introduced herself to her new Boss. "Good morning, Madam. I am Genna Bricks, and I am your new PA". "What was that?" Emma reacted. "I prefer to work under you, Emma. Do you understand?" Emma's brows furrowed. She still doesn't understand what was going on. But, she asked anyway. "What's going on, Genna? Please, don't hide anything from me. Did Ethan demote you?". Genna was shocked at Emma's question. She walked close to her and sat on her desk. "No. Why would you say that?". She sighed and continued. "Ok, listen. Your husband had a meeting with all the executives of TLMC. I was also invited which was somehow weird if you ask me. But, I was honoured to be in the midst of those great men". She paused. Emma was still confused and couldn't wait to understand everything. "Your husband is going to take his grandfather's place as the Chairman of TLMC". "Then, who is going to be the CEO?". Emma asked. "You". Gen
Emma's POV I got out of the bathroom, and my body was wrapped in a big, fluffy white towel. I entered the enormous, spacious walk-in closet that I now share with Ethan. Looking at my side of the closet made me think about how things changed overnight. I sat on a small stool trying to select what to wear. As I brought out a free gown. A black scarf drooped to the ground. I picked it up and sniffed it. It's Deborah's scarf. It was the same scarf she tied on her head the day she breathed her last breath. I remember her last word to me. (Flashback Seven years ago) "Emilia. Please, take good care of my daughter in case I don't make it out of this place. Make sure she doesn't lack anything. Treat her like your own and give her a better life". "D, what nonsense are you saying? You will get well. The doctors assured us. You will take care of your daughter yourself, you hear me. Don't ever think that you will die". (End of flashback) I don't know why I had to remember that day. I
Emma's POV Ethan is a very energetic man. He has a lot of stamina and my body suffers this the most. Tonight was supposed to be me being in charge. But, to my greatest surprise. He took over and pounded into me in different rounds and different positions. That is crazy. Ethan will be the death of me, and I can't get enough of him, and I know he can't get enough of me also. We were made for each other. He is a loving husband and a fantastic father. He has been nothing but good to Elizabeth. "Are you ok? ". He asked putting wet kisses all over my face. "Ye.... a". I giggled. "Come, let's go to sleep". He leaned forward to kiss me. This time it was brief. He pulled the covers over our bodies and we both slept off. Birds chirping filled my ears and I opened my eyes to see another beautiful day. The rays of the sun were radiating heat into the room through the uncovered glass wall in the room. I looked around and Ethan was not in the room. My feet touched the flo
It had been four years since Alvero passed away, and Emma still missed him deeply. His absence weighed on her, but there was nothing anyone could do to change the past.Liam had been in prison since then, with no hope of ever being released. Ethan had made sure of that. The family, however, was now at peace and thriving. Arabella, who once struggled to adapt to her new life, had found her place. Her love with Prince burned with a fire that refused to be quenched.With their wedding around the corner, Arabella had taken time away to visit her parents. She wanted to spend precious moments with them before her big day. The wedding preparations were in full swing, and Arabella, for once, let others take charge. She was content knowing everything was under control. Her relationship with her father had also blossomed over time. He had finally legally married her mother, and they now lived together as one happy family, united by love.Meanwhile, Prince was growing restless. It had been seven
Liam denied all the allegations presented against him. But during the interrogation, the evidence was played before him, and his jaw dropped.He had been assured that all evidence against him had been destroyed. How did the police get their hands on this one? he wondered in disbelief.The room fell silent. Liam couldn’t find any words to defend himself. His silence was taken as a confession, and the police wasted no time in locking him up. His court trial loomed ahead.---Ethan visited Liam after ensuring Emma had returned safely to the mansion. He wasn’t sure what he hoped to achieve, but he needed to speak to the man who had wronged him so profoundly.Standing before Liam’s cell, Ethan was granted permission to see his criminal friend.When Liam saw Ethan, he chuckled bitterly and rose to his feet. "Very thoughtful of you to come see how I’m doing," he sneered. "But let me tell you, my dear friend, locking me here won’t save you from me.""Why?" Ethan asked, his voice steady but ti
Ethan sat in his office, his hands trembling as he watched the video clips. The images played over and over in his mind, each frame burning deeper into his heart. He couldn’t believe it—his childhood friend, Liam, and his assistant had gone this far. For money.Liam, his brother in everything but blood, had been envious of him all along. Ethan thought back to all the years they’d shared; all the trust he’d placed in a man who had now turned out to be a snake.Prince, his son, had always disliked Liam. Ethan dismissed those feelings as baseless, but now he realized how wrong he’d been.And Emma. His wife. She had suspected Liam all these years. Ethan clenched his fists. She had been investigating Liam in secret, keeping it all from him to protect him. It stung deeply that she hadn’t trusted him enough to confide in him, though he understood why. If he had known, he could have handled the matter himself. Instead, she carried this heavy burden for twenty-five long years.“I’m sorry, sir,
Emma had been hospitalized ever since the incident. She had grown close to Alvero, considering him like the little brother she never had. He had been her confidant, the one who supported her investigations into Liam when her suspicions began to grow. Alvero had been the first to take her fears seriously, guiding her with patience and care.But now, he was gone.The weight of that realization hit her like a wave. She could have been in that same car. Her mind raced to her driver—her driver who had betrayed her. Panic surged through her, and she bolted upright in bed, weak but determined."Ethan!" she screamed, her voice trembling.Her husband was by her side in an instant. "I'm here, sunshine. I’m here with you," Ethan cooed softly.She clung to him, her tears soaking into his shirt. "Shh, it’s okay, baby. I’m here," he whispered, gently patting her back, his voice a soothing balm to her breaking heart."My driver," she choked out, her voice raw. "Has he been caught?"Ethan sighed, nod
Emma sat in her office, her eyes fixed on the screen as the video played. Liam’s face appeared, his voice cold and calculated as he gave orders. Her hands trembled, and her body quivered uncontrollably. Tears streamed down her face. Two accountants—two innocent lives—had been assassinated on Liam’s instructions.She wanted to stop watching. Every instinct in her screamed to turn off the video and look away, but she couldn’t. There were more clips—more evidence she had to see. If she wanted to protect her family, she had to endure this.She had always sensed Liam wasn’t a good friend to her husband. There was something about him—something slippery, something false. But never, not in her worst nightmares, had she thought he could be this dangerous. He was a murderer, a viper in their midst that needed to be stopped.Alvero, her trusted bodyguard, sat across from her, silently observing. He noticed her shaking hands and the devastation on her face. He knew what was coming—dark secrets sh
The two lovebirds were at it again, as if their desire for each other could never be quenched. Their passion burned brightly, unyielding, just like Prince Desmond’s parents, Ethan and Emma. Even in their older years, their love for one another remained fervent, an untouchable bond that time could never erode. Desmond had always admired their connection and quietly wished for a love like theirs. Now, with Arabella, he believed he had found something even deeper—a love that threatened to surpass theirs.Arabella was everything to him, a woman crafted for him by the heavens. She drove him mad in the best way, her presence a constant, magnetic pull on his soul. She had no idea just how much power she wielded over him.Tonight, as they moved together, he was utterly lost in her. She was made for him, her body molding perfectly to his. Her cries filled the room as he pushed deeper, her voice a soft, sensual melody that made him ache for more.“Desmond,” she gasped, her voice trembling with
Arabella slipped into a silk nightgown and sat at her vanity, tending to her skin. Her fingers moved mechanically, but her mind drifted elsewhere.She thought about her parents. Now that her life seemed to be settling into a new chapter, their absence felt heavier than ever. They had already given their consent to everything, but guilt still gnawed at her. She should have called them.Her behavior over the past weeks felt wrong, selfish even. She needed to go home, to confront the chaos she had left behind: her father, her mother, and the fragile new relationship they were trying to forge. She needed to face it all and find peace with it.Her thoughts shifted back to the present. She was still grappling with the reality of being part of the Williams family—something she had never dared to dream of. Yet, here she was, living in their world.It was overwhelming. Adjusting to their lifestyle wasn’t going to be easy. Fame was a heavy cloak to wear. Everywhere she went, people stared. The
[WILLIAMS MANSION]The Williams family mansion buzzed with lively chatter and the clinking of glasses as family and friends gathered to celebrate. The maids moved briskly, ensuring everything was perfect for the occasion, while the warm aroma of delicacies wafted through the air, hinting at the feast awaiting everyone.Emma’s father and his wife were among the crowd, as were Ethan’s mother and Elizabeth with her husband and two children. Laughter and conversation filled the air as groups of people sat or stood in clusters, catching up on life and exchanging stories.By the pool, Genna’s daughter splashed around with her two friends and Elizabeth’s children, enjoying the sunny day. It was a momentous occasion—Prince Ethan, the family heir, had finally found love, and his fiancée, Arabella, seemed to charm everyone she met. Her radiant smile and graceful demeanor made her the center of attention, and she was treated like a princess.Arabella’s excitement was palpable, though it couldn’t
PRINCE ETHAN'S POVThe soft sensation of wet kisses woke me, making me squint against the morning light. A lazy smile spread across my face. My girl was busy showering my face with affection. I never realized she loved me this much. Last night, she completely surprised me."Want more?" I teased, my tone playful.Her eyes widened in mock disbelief. "What? No! I'm sore. Besides, you almost killed me last night, and you know it."I chuckled, the memory making my chest swell with pride and a touch of guilt. I'd pushed us both to the edge, exhausting even myself."I'm sorry, baby," I said softly.Her brows furrowed, but her eyes sparkled with curiosity. "For what?""For going too far. It's just... I can't help myself when it comes to you," I admitted, my voice thick with sincerity.Her cheeks flushed a deep pink. My sugar girl. My world."I wanted it too," she whispered shyly, her voice barely audible."Does that mean we can go another round? I'm already rock hard just thinking about you,"