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,
Present time Emma's POV The phone on my desk started ringing bringing me back to the present. I knew him, he was not going to leave me alone. So I had to do something, and very soon, as in that case, he would eventually find out about James. I shook my head and started working, but I could not concentrate as my mind was on the elephant in the room. ******Though Ryan said that I could take as much time as I wanted, he was very desperate to get me back in his life. By the end of just two days, Ryan's obsession only deepened.His obsession with uncovering my secret gradually morphed into a roaring storm. At first, his jealousy was restrained, masked behind playful teasing or a passing comment. But it didn’t take long for his true nature to surface. It was as if every casual remark I made, every unexplained absence from the office, only fed the beast inside him. And the more I tried to deflect his probing, the more determined he became to break through my carefully constructed wall
Emma's POV I exhaled shakily, slumping back in my chair as a wave of nausea rolled over me. That had been too close. The panic of nearly being caught still buzzed under my skin, and I knew I couldn’t keep doing this. The lies, the secrets, the constant fear—it was tearing me apart. Worse, it was putting James at risk. If Ryan ever found out the truth, if he ever discovered that James was his son… I didn’t know what he would do, but I couldn’t risk it. I wouldn’t risk it.I needed to get out. The thought struck me with sudden clarity. I couldn’t stay in this suffocating situation any longer, not with Ryan’s possessive behavior growing more intense by the day. I started making quiet plans in my mind—considering moving to another city, somewhere far from his reach, where I could raise James in peace. Maybe I could continue my designing work from a small country town on the outskirts of the city, where no one would know me or my family connections.But as these thoughts swirled in my hea