Emma's POV“Oh my God, Ryan, this place is absolutely breathtaking,” I gasped, gripping his arm as we took in the sweeping view before us. The turquoise waters stretched endlessly, framed by lush, verdant hills. It was as if we’d stumbled upon paradise.Ryan’s grin was wide, mischief dancing in his eyes as his fingers brushed lightly against my cheek. “Yes, breathtaking indeed,” he murmured, but his gaze was locked on me.I rolled my eyes, shaking my head at his antics. “Ryan, I’m talking about the view, not—”“But you, my love, are the most beautiful view in my life. My eyes, well... they just want to stay on you.” His voice was low, sincere, and yet completely typical of him.I tried to suppress the smile tugging at the corners of my lips. “And why drag me out here then, if you’re just going to stare at me?”He smirked, pulling me closer, his warm breath brushing against my ear. “Because, my darling Emma, I wanted you all to myself. Away from everything. And I want to make love to y
Emma's POV “Ryan, wake up,” I called, trying to sound as casual as possible. He opened his eyes, and I smiled at him. He signalled me to come to him but I shook my head and told him to get up. " Why do you want me to get up? Come on, love... We are on our honeymoon. Come to bed; last night, you ditched me and slept while I was so turned on. I had to take a cold shower after that long and refreshing warm bath we shared. " I shook my head, determined not to fall into his trap." Sorry for that, but I already told you I was too tired to do anything. But now get up, let's have breakfast and get ready I am too excited to see our next destination. " I was as excited as a young child. But he was feeling like an adult who wanted to make passionate love to his wife. Ryan groaned, clearly unimpressed with my enthusiasm. “But we’re on our honeymoon. You can’t blame me for wanting to spend the morning... well, trying out a few new things.”I blinked, taken aback. “What new things?”“New pos
Emma's POV As we entered the room, I couldn’t help but notice the mischievous gleam in Ryan’s eyes, his smile brimming with intent. I raised an eyebrow, already sensing his playful mood, but I was intrigued, as always, by his unpredictability.“What’s with the grin?” I asked, folding my arms in mock suspicion.His eyes twinkled with amusement as he drew closer, his voice warm and teasing. “Oh, love, there’s something you’ve forgotten.”I tilted my head, feigning ignorance though my heart was already racing. “And what exactly have I forgotten by?”He produced a small, mysterious bag from behind his back, his smile widening. “I’ve been saving this for the right moment. And what better time than now? Here, in this little paradise where no one can hear us, we can be as loud and wild as we like. Tonight, Emma, I intend to make you scream my name in ways you’ve never imagined.”A shiver ran down my spine at his boldness, but I wasn’t going to give in that easily. “And how exactly do you pl
Emma's POV Ryan leaned back, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Tomorrow, we’ll have a full-body painting session. No excuses.”I laughed, shaking my head. “You’re relentless.”“And you love it,” he teased, pulling me into his arms.Before I could respond, he handed me the last item in the bag—a piece of sheer, utterly revealing nightwear. I gasped, holding it up. “There’s no way I’m wearing this.”Ryan’s gaze turned serious, his voice low and commanding. “Oh, yes, you are. At least here, where no one else will see. If you try to put anything else on, I’ll rip it right off you.”“You wouldn’t dare!” I shot back, my voice betraying a mix of surprise and excitement.His eyes darkened. “Try me.”My heart raced as I hesitated. The way he looked at me, the intensity of his desire, was irresistible. With a dramatic sigh, I gave in, heading to the bathroom to change.When I stepped out, the look on Ryan’s face was worth every moment of hesitation. His eyes roved over me, taking in every inch
Emma's POV He told me that we were going to spend the next two days on a yacht. "What the hell!! Why did you do that? It must have cost a lot. You should not have. " I said as I was scared that he must have spent a big amount on this as it is, he had paid for this trip. Why did he do this? Shit!! Could he afford all that? I could but he was just a struggling actor. " Ryan, let's just cancel it; it is way too expensive. " I said shaking my head" No, I have just got married, and I want to enjoy this trip to the fullest. Please don't worry, I have savings. Why do people earn?? I want to treat you like a queen, my queen. Now, please stop worrying and enjoy it, as it is, I have already paid for this and this will take us to a private beach... " He was saying and I got another shock. " A private beach... Are you out of your mind? Why? And how can we go there if it is a private beach? Was it available for rent? It must have cost you a fortune... No this is sheer madness. We are not goi
Emma's POV He pulled back, his eyes glittering with a mix of love and something much more primal. “You look amazing in this swimsuit,” he murmured, his hand trailing down my waist and tugging lightly at the strap of my bikini. “But I think I prefer you without it.”I laughed, swatting his hand away playfully. “No!" " What do you mean by no? We are on honeymoon. " " Oh, God! Have some patience...”“Patience is overrated.” He grinned, and before I could respond, he scooped me up into his arms, carrying me toward the water. I shrieked in surprise, kicking my legs but laughing all the same.“Ryan, no!” I protested though the excitement bubbling inside me said otherwise.“Oh yes,” he replied, a wicked glint in his eyes as he waded into the shallow water and dropped me in. The cool ocean water rushed over me, and I gasped, the shock of it making me squeal again.“You’re terrible!” I sputtered, splashing him as I tried to get my footing.“And you love it,” he shot back, diving under the w
Emma's POV Ryan’s face lit up when he saw the setup I had prepared: a blanket spread out on the soft sand, surrounded by candles and a basket filled with champagne, strawberries, and decadent pastries. The scene was romantic and secluded, tucked away behind a grove of palm trees.“Emma, this is incredible,” he said, his voice filled with admiration as he looked at me. “You outdid yourself.”I shrugged, smiling at his reaction. “I wanted to do something special for us. After all, it’s our honeymoon. We should enjoy every second.”He didn’t hesitate, pulling me into a tight embrace and kissing me deeply, as if to thank me in his own way. When we finally pulled apart, his eyes sparkled with mischief. “You know, there’s only one thing missing.”“Oh?” I tilted my head, curious. “What’s that?”“Skinny-dipping,” he said with a grin, his hand already moving to untie his swim trunks.I burst out laughing, shaking my head. “Ryan!”“What?” he asked innocently, tossing his trunks aside. “We’re o
Emma's POV Before I could respond, his lips were on mine, soft and teasing at first, then deeper, hungrier. His hand slid down my back, pulling me closer until I was pressed against him, my fingers threading through his hair.In the quiet of the night, under the stars, it felt like the rest of the world disappeared, leaving only us. His touch was electric, igniting something inside me that I hadn’t felt in so long—a raw, unrestrained passion.Ryan’s hands roamed over me, exploring, teasing, until I was breathless with need. But just when I thought things were about to get even more intense, he pulled back, his eyes dancing with mischief."Not yet," he whispered, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip.I groaned in frustration, glaring at him. "You're teasing me."He chuckled, kissing me once more before sitting up. "Patience, Mrs. Wales. We still have the whole night ahead of us."*******Later that night, after we had spent what felt like hours just wrapped up in each other, talking,
Emma's POV The hours that followed blurred together—Ryan by my side, holding my hand, whispering words of encouragement. He whispered words of encouragement, his gaze full of love and strength, his fingers tracing soft circles over my skin, soothing me. His strength became my strength, his voice a lifeline. Every time I looked into his eyes, I felt anchored, loved, and understood in a way that words could never express.At last, the moment came. I heard the first wail, and as they placed her in my arms, I felt the first weight of her in my arms and a rush of love so deep, it was overwhelming, and my heart expanded in ways I hadn’t thought possible. Ryan was beside me, his eyes fixed on her with a look of absolute awe. He kissed my forehead, his voice thick with emotion. “She’s beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. His hand cradled her tiny head, and he looked at me, eyes filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Emma,” he whispered, leaning down to press a tender kiss to m
Emma's POV One month had passed since our island escape, and coming back to the life we’d built here felt different now—lighter somehow as if love had settled into every corner of our home. Ryan had slipped into our family life effortlessly, filling each day with small acts of tenderness that wove us closer together. For the first time in so long, I felt whole.But nothing could have prepared me for the morning. I realized my life was about to change once again.The signs were subtle at first—just an unusual fatigue, a lingering wave of dizziness now and then. I brushed it off as the after-effects of our busy schedules. But soon the signs became clearer, and I found myself looking down at a positive pregnancy test, a swirl of emotions overwhelming me. I sat there, staring at it, joy and disbelief intermingling. I was going to have another baby.Ryan came home later that evening, his face lighting up as he saw me. He wrapped me in his arms, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. “Hey,
Emma's POV We headed back to our suite, but Ryan had one last surprise waiting for me. When we entered the room, the lights were dimmed, and the air was filled with the scent of jasmine and vanilla.A path of rose petals led to the bathroom, where a luxurious bubble bath had been drawn, candles flickering around the edges of the tub.“Ryan…” I gasped, turning to him with wide eyes. “Did you—?”He grinned, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my cheek. “I figured after a day like today, you deserved a little pampering.”My heart swelled with love for this man, who knew exactly how to make every moment special. He led me to the tub, helping me slip into the warm, fragrant water before joining me. The bubbles rose around us, and I leaned back against his chest, closing my eyes as his hands massaged my shoulders.We sat in comfortable silence for a while, the only sound of the gentle lapping of the water and the soft flicker of the candles. It was peaceful, intimate, and everyth
Emma's POV After several hours in the sky, we began our descent, and I noticed a glimmer of turquoise below, almost like a hidden jewel nestled in a sea of endless blue. As we got closer, I could make out an island ringed with pristine beaches, the sunlight casting golden highlights across the sand. My heart skipped a beat as I took in the scene—the untouched beauty of white sand, palm trees swaying gently, the promise of secluded beaches.“This is…all yours?” I asked, a sense of disbelief coloring my words. It felt almost unreal.Ryan laughed softly, wrapping an arm around me. “Not just mine. Ours. Consider this our private retreat.The thought of it—an entire island, untouched and serene, where we could simply be together—sent a thrill through me. Once we landed, a small team greeted us, but they quickly disappeared after helping us settle in. It was just the two of us, alone in paradise.Ryan wrapped his arms around me from behind, pulling me close against him. I leaned into his c
Emma's POV Once we were certain that Daniel and Evan were safely behind bars, I felt like I could finally exhale. It was surreal to think that the shadows of their crimes—murder, kidnapping, so many lives shattered—were now confined, unable to reach us. The damage, though, still lingered, especially in Eva’s life.Daniel’s conviction allowed her to obtain a swift divorce and full custody of their son, Danny. But while she had her freedom, she deserved a chance at happiness too.Eva had been through unimaginable hardship, and now, with a young son, Danny, to care for, her life was far from settled. Thankfully, the charges against Daniel made it relatively easy for her to get a divorce and secure sole custody of Danny. Still, she was young and had lost much; it wasn’t right for her to face the future on her own.Ryan, in his characteristic way of looking after people, was the first to offer support. It was Ryan who first suggested a way to help her move forward. He introduced her to on
Ryan's POV As the officers secured him in handcuffs and began reading him his rights, I turned to Emma. She was still trembling, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as though trying to shield herself from the horrors she’d just endured. Her eyes, red and puffy from tears, met mine, and I saw a mix of relief and determination there.“Ryan,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “There’s something you need to know.”I stepped closer, my hand brushing against hers in a gesture of comfort. “What is it?”She hesitated, glancing at James, who clung to my side, his small fingers gripping my shirt. I knelt, cupping his face gently.“It’s okay, buddy,” I murmured. “Everything’s going to be fine now.”I turned to one of the officers. “Can someone take my son outside? He doesn’t need to hear this.”An officer nodded, extending his hand toward James. “Hey, champ, why don’t you come with me? We’ve got some juice and snacks in the car.”James looked at me, uncertainty flickering in his wide
Ryan's POV With a swift kick, the door slammed open, the sound reverberating like a gunshot through the room. Evan spun around, startled but not surprised. He stood over Emma and James, both bound to chairs. My heart clenched as I took in their faces—pale but alive, their eyes widening in shock and relief at the sight of us.“Emma,” I murmured, my voice low but filled with urgency. “It’s alright. I’m here.”Relief seemed to flood through her, and she nearly collapsed in the chair as if she had been holding her breath, the tension finally breaking. But there was no time to rest. Evan was already recovering, his face twisted with rage.“You,” he spat, his voice dripping with hatred. “Always ruining everything.”“This ends now, Evan,” I said, “You’ve done enough.”Evan laughed, “Oh, you think you’re the hero now? After everything you took from me?”My jaw tightened, and my fists clenched at my sides. “I didn’t take anything from you, Evan. You did this to yourself.”Evan’s face twisted
Ryan's POV Just ahead, I saw tire marks in the mud, leading away from the area. I crouched down, examining them, my mind racing. I followed the impressions of the tires in the mud and was shocked by what I saw ahead.I saw a car, just like mine, with the same number.What the hell?He used this to make them think it was me, not him, so they’d believe him.I saw a candy wrapper lying there—a Swiss chocolate candy I’d bought for my son. I picked it up, frustration coursing through me, a flood of helplessness rising with it. I was used to solving problems with precision, but here, every step felt like I was grasping at shadows. Emma and James were out there somewhere—alone, scared, with that monster.Gritting my teeth, I swore I’d kill that man. For the first time in years, I felt powerless, as if everything I valued was slipping through my fingers.Finally, the team managed to pinpoint Emma’s phone’s last ping just outside an abandoned cottage—the perfect hiding place. A surge of deter
Ryan's POV Then, the final revelation, the one that sent a chill through my veins. “Evan doesn’t just want to ruin you, Ryan,” Daniel said, his eyes glinting with perverse satisfaction. “He wants to be you. He’s been planning this for months. Changing his look, studying you—down to your bloody mannerisms. He’s got a way out, a clean record. No one would question it if he walked right back into your life, because no one would know.”The room fell silent, his words hanging in the air, heavier than anything I’d imagined. Evan planned to kill us, to eliminate every trace of my existence, and then live as me—he’d done everything necessary to erase his old life and assume mine, seamlessly.The realization gripped me like a vice. Emma and James were in the hands of a man who was not only ruthless but methodical, who wouldn’t hesitate to kill them just to ensure his twisted plan played out perfectly. I could feel the rage, the cold, calculated fury that settled deep in my bones, overriding t