Emma's POV Ryan reached for a stack of files on his desk, sliding them toward me. “These need to be reviewed by the end of the day,” he said, his tone was all business now. “I want a detailed report on each one. No mistakes.”I glanced down at the files, noting the sheer volume of work he was piling on me. It was an unreasonable demand—there was no way I could get through all of this in one day, not without sacrificing quality. But I knew that was exactly what he wanted. He was testing me, pushing me to my limits, seeing how far he could go before I snapped.But I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. I wouldn’t break, not in front of him.“I’ll get started right away,” I said, reaching for files and getting up to take them away to my cabin. My voice was calm and controlled, even as my stomach twisted in knots. " Stay here; I want you to work here and discuss them with me so that I get to know about the status immediately. We have to work a lot." " Why don't I take them to my cabin,
Emma's POV The next coffee was met with an equally dissatisfied response. “The temperature’s all wrong. I like my coffee hot, not lukewarm.”By the third attempt, Kate was visibly trembling as she placed the cup in front of him. Ryan didn’t even bother to taste it this time. He simply sniffed the aroma and shook his head. “This isn’t what I asked for. Do it again.”What the hell! I watched as Kate’s hands shook while she retrieved the cup and left the room, her eyes wide with panic. It was clear she was terrified of making another mistake, knowing that Ryan’s temper was infamous.The fourth coffee was rejected for being “too strong,” and by the time Kate brought the fifth, she was a bundle of nerves. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears, and her hands were trembling so much that I feared she might drop the cup.As she walked towards Ryan’s desk, her foot caught on the edge of the rug, and she stumbled. The coffee cup tilted dangerously in her hands, and before I could react, the s
Emma's POV He let out a low chuckle, the sound sending another wave of shivers through me. “You can’t fool me, Emma. I know you.”I didn’t respond, refusing to acknowledge the truth in his words. I had to stay strong, had to keep my emotions in check, but it was becoming increasingly difficult with every passing second.“Do you remember how it used to be between us?” he asked his voice a whisper that sent goosebumps down my arms. “The way you used to look at me, the way you used to touch me?”“Stop it,” I said, my voice shaking as I wiped the last of the coffee from his skin. “This isn’t appropriate.”“Isn’t it?” he murmured, his hand closing around my wrist, holding me in place. “I think it’s exactly what we both need. We both want each other, always have, and still do. ”I tried to pull away, but his grip tightened, his fingers warm against my skin. My heart pounded in my chest, the memories of our past crashing over me like a tidal wave. I couldn’t let myself fall into that trap a
Emma's POV I shook my head, trying to regain some semblance of control. "You are highly mistaken. I have buried my past, Ryan. We can’t go back. Too much has happened, and we’re not the same people we used to be." He took a step closer, and I instinctively took another step back, but there was no escaping the intensity of his gaze. "Maybe we’re not the same, but that doesn’t mean this thing between us isn’t real. We owe it to ourselves to see where it could lead." He caressed my temple, my cheeks, and then his hand slid to my neck. I felt a pang of longing in my chest, a small part of me wanting to believe him, to let myself fall back into his arms and forget all the pain that had come between us. But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t allow myself to be hurt again."I’m sorry, Ryan," I said, my voice breaking slightly. "I can’t do this. I won’t. I don't have anything for you in me now, I have moved on in my life." I said firmly. "Moved on? No way! With whom?" He raised his eyebrow with a ver
Emma's POV He was still standing behind me while I started removing the stain. I couldn’t stop the thoughts racing through my mind. Though I hated to accept it even to myself, I knew Ryan was right—there was still something between us, something I couldn’t deny, no matter how hard I tried. But that didn’t mean I could let myself fall for him again. I had to stay strong, had to keep my guard up, or I would only end up getting hurt.But as I started to rub the stain from his shirt, I could feel his hot breath caressing my nape, arousing me. Shit!! Stop it! Think of something else. I screamed at myself in my mind. But how could I not think of him when he was standing there behind me like that with his bare, hard chest pressed to my back like that, and his arms were caging me there with his hot breath creating havoc in my body? Oh, God!! Tell him to step back. " Ryan, what do you think you are doing??" I asked getting annoyed. " Watching you cleaning my shirt." He replied like an inn
Emma's POV My son must have been waiting for my call, I had to go out. Just as I stood to grab my things, my phone started ringing. It was him—James.Shit!! My heart skipped a beat.God, I was late.He must’ve been waiting for my call. But with Ryan here, there was no way I could talk to James without him overhearing. Panic rose within me. I cut the call, knowing full well that it would upset James. He was already so upset. I had to get out of this suffocating office. Away from the man who had once again taken over my life.The phone buzzed again almost immediately, making me jump. Anxiety gnawed at my insides, and I pressed the reject button once more. James would be hurt, and the thought of it twisted the knife in my chest.Hell! He will be hurt like hell. I had to rush out of the room so that I could call him immediately.As I turned to leave, Ryan’s voice sliced through the air like a blade. “Where do you think you’re going?”“It’s lunchtime,” I replied coolly, not bothering to
Emma's POV “From today, you will have your lunch with me,” he said with finality, his voice leaving no room for argument.My blood boiled at his arrogance. “Then I would rather skip lunch altogether.”“Stop being childish,” he muttered, exasperating his words.“Stop bullying me,” I shot back, my anger matching his. “I don’t like it. I swear, I will vanish from here again and I don't care then what you do with all these employees, I would not allow you to take advantage of me i may be your employee, but not your slave. You can't force me to do anything, I would rather die than let you bully me like this.”For a moment, something flickered in his eyes—regret, perhaps? But it was gone as quickly as it had appeared. He softened his tone slightly. “Please, have lunch with me.”"No, thanks," I said firmly, pulling my hand away from his grasp. The touch of his skin against mine sent an unwanted jolt through my body, a reminder of everything I was trying to forget.He sighed, a sound filled
Emma's POV I quickly ended the call with James, my heart pounding in my chest as I slipped the phone into my pocket. Ryan stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable, but the tension radiating off him was almost palpable. He had heard enough—perhaps not everything, but enough to fuel whatever storm was brewing inside him.“Who was that?” His voice was deceptively calm, but his eyes betrayed the jealousy and anger simmering just beneath the surface." What is your problem?" " My problem is that my wife left me alone one fine day and after six years, when I found her, I got to know that she has someone, somewhere who she thinks is her lifeline. I want to know about her lifeline too." He said coming very close to me. I saw a dangerous glint in his eyes. Trying to keep my tone light, though my hands trembled slightly. “ There is nothing you need to worry about.”Ryan took another step closer, his eyes narrowing. “You think I’m stupid, don’t you? That I can’t see through your lies?”