Emma's POV For a long moment, we lay there, tangled together, our bodies still trembling with the aftermath of our lovemaking. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest, and it was at that moment that I realized—truly realized—that I had nothing to fear. With Ryan, I could be myself, completely and utterly. He loved me, all of me, and that was all that mattered.Finally, he lifted his head, his eyes meeting mine. There was no need for words—everything we had felt, everything we had shared, was written in the depths of his gaze.“I love you,” he whispered, his voice rough with emotion.“I love you too,” I replied, my voice trembling slightly. “More than you could ever know.”He smiled then, that slow, tender smile that had first drawn me to him, and leaned down to kiss me again. It was a kiss filled with love, with promise, with the certainty that we had a lifetime ahead of us to explore this new, deeper connection.As we lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, I knew that eve
Emma's POV The night before we were set to return home, we decided to celebrate our last evening in Las Vegas with a special dinner at one of the city’s most renowned restaurants. Ryan had made reservations at a rooftop venue that overlooked the entire Strip, and as we sat down at our table, the view took my breath away. The city sprawled out beneath us, a glittering sea of lights that seemed to go on forever.Ryan ordered champagne to toast our final night in Las Vegas, and as we clinked glasses, I couldn’t help but smile at the man sitting across from me—my husband. It still felt surreal, the knowledge that we had taken such a monumental step together, and I couldn’t wait to tell my sister and the rest of my family.“To us,” Ryan said, his voice was warm and filled with love. “And to a future that’s even more incredible than the past two days.”“To us,” I echoed, taking a sip of the champagne, the bubbles tickling my nose. “And to all the adventures that lie ahead.”After dinner, w
Emma's POV I felt shy as well as aroused to hear that. And it became impossible for me not to arch beneath the openly aroused caress of his eyes and the sound of my name, thick and slurred as if he had difficulty in saying it. But it caused the muscles in my lower stomach to contract. " Kiss me... Touch me, love. I am going crazy with desire and only you can save me. " He said in his very hoarse and husky voice. I opened my mouth eagerly under his onslaught. And then he cupped my bosom and waves of pleasure started rippling through my body. I looked at ourselves in the mirror and saw his tanned body against my pale one and my pulse leaped and jolted erratically when I saw our bodies entwined together. I kissed his strong shoulders and his neck and bit his ear. He moaned too, which gave me confidence. I started the slow exploration of his body by running my fingers lightly down his spine, chest, abdomen, and even lower, and I felt his wild reaction. He moaned and groaned while k
Emma's POV Though we had planned not to tell anyone about our wedding, the joy in my heart was impossible to hide, and my family soon noticed the change in me. There was a lightness in my step, a brightness in my eyes that hadn’t been there before, and it wasn’t long before Eva cornered me, a teasing smile on her face.“You’re hiding something,” she said, her eyes twinkling. " No, I am not! " " You are! I can tell. Spill it, sis. You both are glowing and can't seem to keep your hands off each other. What happened in Las Vegas?”I bit my lip, trying to suppress a smile, but the happiness bubbling up inside me was impossible to contain. “Okay, fine,” I said, my voice low and conspiratorial. “But you have to promise not to say anything until after the wedding.”Eva’s eyes widened in surprise and excitement. “I promise! Now tell me!”I took a deep breath, my heart pounding with both nerves and joy. “Ryan and I… we got married.”Eva’s mouth dropped open, her eyes going even wider. “What
Emma's POV We mingled with the guests, who greeted us with warm congratulations and sincere well-wishes. The room was abuzz with conversation, but everywhere we went, I could feel the eyes of those around us following, drawn by the aura of happiness that seemed to surround us. It was as if the joy we felt inside was radiating outwards, touching everyone in our presence.Eva, resplendent in a shimmering silver gown, found me as the evening progressed, her face glowing with excitement. “You and Ryan are the talk of the evening,” she teased, linking her arm through mine. “Everyone’s saying how you two can’t keep your eyes off each other.”I laughed softly, knowing she was right. “I can’t help it,” I admitted, glancing over at Ryan, who was deep in conversation with my father. “It’s still so surreal, Eva. I can’t believe how much has changed in such a short time.”Eva squeezed my arm affectionately. “I’m so happy for you, Emma. You deserve every bit of this.”The evening wore on, and soo
Present time Emma's POV The next day at work, I could feel the tension in the air as soon as I walked through the door. The office felt stifling, the atmosphere laden with tension. Ryan’s presence loomed over me, casting a shadow that made it nearly impossible to concentrate on the numbers before me. Ryan had been scrutinizing me ever since he saw the name ‘my lifeline’ on my phone. His eyes had tracked every buzz and vibration, his curiosity a constant prickling reminder that he was desperately trying to uncover something I refused to divulge. And he couldn’t stand the thought of someone else being important to me.Ryan's jealousy bubbled beneath the surface barely contained. I tried not to let it bother me, but his possessiveness was becoming more apparent by the day. The way he watched me, his calculating eyes following my every move, was unsettling.I sat at my desk, going through the reports for the day, trying my best to ignore the constant presence of Ryan somewhere nearby.
Emma's POV His expression softened, and he stepped closer, dropping his voice to what I’m sure he thought was a seductive murmur. “I know you can, Emma. But it doesn’t hurt to have someone looking out for you.”I felt my patience slipping. “Peter, I appreciate your concern, but—”Before I could finish, the door to my office swung open with an abruptness that made me jump. And there he was – Ryan, standing in the doorway, his face a mask of cold fury. His eyes, stormy and intense, flicked between Peter and me, narrowing as they settled on Peter. “Well, isn’t this cozy,” Ryan said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “I didn’t realize you were entertaining guests.”Peter, completely unfazed, turned to face Ryan with a grin. “Ah, you must be Ryan. Heard a lot about you.”Ryan’s eyes didn’t leave mine. “I’m sure you have,” he muttered darkly. Then, addressing me, he said, “Is everything alright here, Emma? You seemed to be… in deep conversation.”I could see the jealousy swirling in Ryan’s
Emma's POV As soon as the door closed behind him, I turned to Ryan, my hands trembling with anger. “What the hell was that?” I asked. Ryan’s expression softened, but the possessiveness was still there, lurking beneath the surface. “I was just reminding him of where things stand.”“You embarrassed me!” I snapped. “I’m trying to maintain some level of professionalism here, and you just—”“Professionalism?” he scoffed. “You’re still my wife, Emma. That hasn’t changed, no matter how hard you try to forget it. How dare he talk to you like that?”I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “I left you years ago, Ryan. I want nothing to do with our past now.”Ryan stepped closer, his eyes intense. “You can’t just run away from it. You’re mine, and you always will be.”I felt a lump rise in my throat, but I swallowed it down. “I don’t belong to you, Ryan. Not anymore.”Ryan didn’t speak for a long moment, and when he did, his voice was cold and controlled. “He seemed… very fond of you.