Emma's POV " Yey!! Let me get the snacks. " James got out of the tent. " You are so soft... I want to bury myself in you..." He said as soon as James went away." Shut up! And get away from me." I tried to get out of his arms but he tightened his arms around me." Why don't you accept that your body is melting against mine." He said. " Ryan! Back off! " " No! I am having fun with my family." Just then James brought the snacks in. They both started enjoying the snacks and made me eat too. While Ryan's left hand was still on my belly, holding me against him. While James was busy telling his story. I was just aware that he was saying something while Ryan's reactions seemed to be normal as if he was not holding me. James was still very happy and excited.God! Please put him to sleep. " Let's go out and have dinner as well. I prepared your favorite, baked pasta." I tried to tempt James with his favorite dish as I wanted to go out of there. " No! Wait! I will get that too. " He wen
Emma's POV Stepping into the kitchen, I leaned against the counter, the tension of the evening finally catching up with me. This wasn’t just about James’s happiness. This was about us. About the unresolved past, the hurt, the betrayal.Ryan might be trying to play the hero now, but I couldn’t forget how we had ended up here. And no matter how much I wanted to, I couldn’t let myself fall for his charm again.As much as I had enjoyed seeing James so happy tonight, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Ryan was playing a game. And I wasn’t sure I wanted to play along anymore." Hey! Let me help you. " " No thanks! I don't need your help. And what the hell do you think you were doing there? " " Where? What did I do now?" He asked, feigning an innocence and he looked exactly like a mature version of James when he did that." Oh, you have no idea, what you were doing there in that damn tent? Don't you dare to touch me again? I don't like to be touched like that." I yelled. And my eyes got mo
Ryan's POV " That is absurd!!! You were there on the stage with me on the day of the fashion show and exhibition. I still have pictures of the day with me, it would be with Lily. I can show them to you."" How is that possible?? I didn't come when I was there with Grandpa; I had to go to an urgent meeting, and on the way, I had a severe accident, and I was not in my senses. I have medical reports that show that I was in the hospital, unconscious for almost a month and then I had to go for a lot of physiotherapy sessions to get on my feet again. But when I came back, I found that you were gone, without a trace left behind. I tried asking your family, George, your assistant, and your secretary. But none of them knew where you were. " She looked shocked as well as confused at what I said. " They all knew where I was, but they are absolutely loyal to me and said that I am still running that business very successfully with their help. They knew what you did to me, that's why they didn't
Ryan's POV " Emma, this is not true... How do I make you understand that all these things didn't happen... I never came back for an exhibition or cheated on you. I don't know what is going on..." " Great!! So now deny that you are not Ryan Smith?? The son of my dad's partner? " She asked. Shit!! How does she know of the fact? " That I am... But how did you know that? " I was shocked. Does she know about it? Since when? " How else would I know it? You told me that by yourself. You said you wanted to take revenge on my dad and destroy the family. I hate you. I had to run away that night to save my unborn child from a man who was driven by revenge." She said. " No!! Emma... " I was too stunned to say anything at that moment. " I hate you, Ryan, I hate you." She said and it seemed that she actually meant it. " No, you don't. " I tried to hold her shoulders but she pushed me away with might. She was outrageous at the moment. " I do! But I hate myself more for falling for you. Fo
Ryan's POV She was saying everything so confidently; she didn't seem to be lying; I had to start taking it seriously. I started thinking about it from the beginning but I needed to listen to everything she was saying and understand it. I began slowly, standing up. "Emma, something is terribly wrong somewhere, please tell me everything in order and with every detail," I said. " I have told you everything there was to tell. Making me repeat everything will not change it." She shook her head. " Please try and understand; you are saying I was there, but it was not me, and so now I need to find out what happened. Exactly when did this conversation happen? Do you remember the dates?" I said politely. She furrowed her brows, turning back to me. "Yes, it was two or three days after my exhibition, I can see in my records and tell you. You were back on the day of my exhibition, and I caught you with your... ""Emma," I said, my voice softer this time, but still filled with the intensity o
Ryan's POV Could it have been him?The pit in my stomach deepened. It was...Evan, My identical twin. I felt a rush of anger so fierce that I had to clench my fists to keep from exploding."Oh, my God!!" I said aloud. " Now what?" She asked. "Emma," I said carefully, stepping closer to her. "Whatever you are saying must be true, but even I am not lying." " Stop it! Are you even listening to what you are saying? " She said shaking her head. " It was not me, who came back at that time... It was Evan... My identical twin." " Wow! Another story! You must be an overconfident fool if you think I would believe you. C'mon, Ryan, I was not born yesterday. By the way, when did your brother come on earth? You never even had a sibling, and you are telling me that you had a twin. " She said with a sarcastic smile. " Calm down, trust me! There’s something you need to know... I will tell you everything. Just Try to remember if he did something strange, that I would not do? Didn't you find
Ryan's POV The room was thick with tension, unresolved anger, and years of misunderstandings. I wanted to reach out to her, to pull her into my arms and tell her we could fix this. But I didn’t know how. Not yet.She was already too stressed as the doctor diagnosed, so I just nodded and went back to the living room.I went to see James, he was sleeping in the tent, and I got into it as well and pulled him in my arms. Everything she said was running through my mind and I was so shocked... So that's why she left suddenly. I was feeling very bad that she had to go through all that in that vulnerable condition. My Emma and James had to go through so much and I thought that she left me alone, just like that. My son had to grow up without a dad in his life... I had to live without my angel's love and I lost so much time with her and the early years of James life. I am sorry, Emma. Sorry, my son!! But it is time to get everything back on track. *******I stood in the kitchen, whisking
Ryan's POV She looked up then, her eyes sharp and filled with doubt. “You expect me to believe that? After everything? And now you expect me to believe that it wasn’t even you?”Her voice cracked on the last word, and it tore at something inside me. I reached across the table, my hand stopping just short of hers. “I didn’t know, Emma. I didn’t know about James. About you... being pregnant. If I had—”“If you had, what?” she snapped, pulling her hand away before I could touch her. “Would it have changed anything? Would you have stayed?”I swallowed hard, the guilt rising in my throat. “Yes. Yes, it would have changed everything.”She shook her head, her eyes narrowing. “You’re just making excuses. You were always good at that. You always found a way to escape when things got tough.”I flinched at her words, but I couldn’t argue. I’d made mistakes. I’d let her down in ways I couldn’t take back. But this wasn’t one of those times. This wasn’t my fault, and I needed her to believe that.
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