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
Emma's POV "She’s been giving me signals, boss," Cade blurted out suddenly, his face flushed with defiance. "You think she’s innocent in all this? She’s been flirting with me for weeks! Always looking at me, always giving me those subtle little hints. She’s just playing the victim now because you’re here." He said and I was taken aback. The room went utterly still. I could feel the blood drain from my face as Cade’s words hit me like a slap. How dare he? How could he twist things around like that, making it seem like I had invited his attention?" What?? No..." I was saying but could not find words due to shock. Ryan’s expression darkened further, his lips pulling back in a snarl. "What did you just say?" His voice was low, dangerous, like a storm about to break.Cade, emboldened by the attention, crossed his arms over his chest and smirked. "You think I’m lying? No, sir! You have known me for three years; I would not lie to you for such a slut. She’s been all over me with her li
Emma's POV "Emma, are you alright?" he turned to me and said, his voice still tinged with anger, "You’re not to entertain anyone else’s advances—inside or outside of work. You belong to me and have the authority to fire anyone in the office without even asking me anything. Come to my cabin! " Ryan said and pulled me with him. " I need water... Coffee. I am coming." I said. " Someone will get it for you, come!" "I am coming. " "Come fast." He said and went away. The possessiveness in his voice, the way he had declared it so publicly, made my stomach twist in discomfort. I knew he was jealous, but this—this was too much. He had crossed a line, and now the entire office was buzzing with rumors.You belong to me.His words echoed in the suddenly too-quiet office. I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment as I realized every single one of my colleagues had heard him. The murmur of whispers began almost instantly, a ripple of gossip spreading through the room like wildfire.I was feel
Emma's POV I couldn’t do this anymore. The constant pressure, the lies, the rumors. It was too much. Ryan’s protectiveness, his possessiveness, was suffocating. I couldn’t breathe under the weight of it all.I had barely managed to collect myself when the door swung open, and I heard footsteps behind me. I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was."Emma," Ryan’s voice was soft now, full of regret.I shook my head, keeping my back to him. "Why can’t you just let me live my life, Ryan? Why do you have to control everything?""I’m not trying to control you," he said, stepping closer. "I’m trying to protect you.""By doing this?" I spun around to face him, my tear-streaked face full of anger. "You think punching someone in front of the entire office is protecting me? By declaring that I belong to you is protecting me? You’ve just made everything worse!" I retorted. He looked at me, his expression torn like he didn’t know how to fix what he had broken. "I’m sorry. I just… I can’t st
Emma's POV "Let me go, I quit, do whatever you want to... I don't care anymore." I whispered, trying to pull my hand free. But he wouldn’t let go."Emma, please don't!" he said again, louder this time, his voice steady and unwavering. "I am sorry, you know how much, I love you. I will not be able to take it this time." He said again louder, this time as if he was not certain that I had heard it or not the last time he said it. And he was desperate for me to know. The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning. The entire office gasped in unison, a collective intake of breath as they watched the scene unfold.I stood frozen, mortified as every eye in the room turned toward me. The heat of their gazes burned my skin, and I felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff, about to tumble into an abyss I wasn’t ready to face.Ryan’s grip on my wrist softened, but he didn’t let go. His eyes locked onto mine, full of a raw, unspoken intensity that left me breathless."I love you," he repea