Emma's POV The walk back to my desk felt like a walk of shame. My colleagues gave me sympathetic looks as if they could sense the torment I was going through, but I ignored them, keeping my head down. I couldn’t face their pity, not after everything I had endured today.As I gathered my things and prepared to leave, I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me, nearly knocking me off my feet. But I couldn’t afford to break down now. Not here, not in front of them.I made it to the lift, barely able to hold back the tears that threatened to spill over. The moment the doors closed behind me, I allowed myself a single, shuddering breath, my hands gripping the rail as I tried to steady myself.This was only the beginning. Tomorrow would be worse. I knew that. But I had no choice. I was trapped, forced to work alongside the man who had destroyed me, the man who was now determined to break me all over again.As the lift descended, the reality of my situation settled like a lead weight in my c
Emma's POV The way he looked at me, the way his touch had lingered, sent shivers down my spine. I hated that he could still affect me, that despite everything, there was a part of me that still craved his touch, his attention. But I couldn’t let myself fall into that trap again. I had to keep my distance, to protect myself from the pain he could so easily inflict.I crawled into bed, the sheets felt cold against my skin, and I stared up at the ceiling. Tomorrow would come soon enough, and I needed to be ready. Ready to face him again, to fight against the pull he had on me, and to protect the life I had built for myself and James.As I closed my eyes, the last thought that crossed my mind was of Ryan’s face, the way his eyes had darkened with that mix of determination and something else. Something I couldn’t quite place, but that terrified me all the same.Tomorrow would be another battle, another test of wills. But this time, I wouldn’t run. I couldn’t afford to.I would face him he
Emma's POV The Next day, I reached the office at eight in the morning as I didn't want to give him another chance to control me even by punishing him for not coming earlier, and I was shocked to see that Ryan was already there at the office. He smirked when he saw me and asked me to come to his office. But I told him that I would come once the staff came as I didn't want people to gossip about us. He shook his head and shrugged. " So? Let them gossip, I can announce that you belong to me." He said casually. " I don't want that... " " Yes of course! After all, you are single in their eyes. " He said sarcastically and went into his office. I shook my head and went to mine. The office environment was nothing short of stifling. Since Ryan had taken over the small firm where I worked, his presence had cast a long shadow over everything. Though his takeover had been smooth, with assurances that the existing staff would keep their positions, the atmosphere had changed dramatically. I h
Emma's POV My heart pounded in my chest. “It’s not any of your business, Ryan. But let me tell you, and I told this to Cade as well, repeatedly, that I’m not interested.”Ryan’s voice grew even colder. “I don’t want any more distractions. And if you think you can use your position to attract attention, think again. You belong to me. Now come to my office immediately.”The possessiveness in his tone was suffocating. He made it clear that despite our strained relationship, he considered me his domain. His comments about “belonging” to him were infuriating and humiliating, Cursing him, I went to Ryan's cabin and he made good on his threat. The workload doubled, and the pressure was relentless. Files piled up on the desk, each one more urgent than the last. Every time I thought I had a moment to breathe, another task would appear, and Ryan would be there, watching, waiting for me to break.But I refused to give him that satisfaction. I worked late into the night, pushing myself to the
Emma's POV Finally, it was evening after a particularly grueling day; I found myself staying late at the office, trying to catch up on the mountain of work that had been dumped on me. The office was quiet; the only sound was the tapping of my fingers on the keyboard. I had just finished a report when my phone buzzed—James.I glanced at the clock. It was past his bedtime.Oh god! He was already upset and I forgot to call him. He must have been waiting for me to call and comfort him. With a sigh, I answered the call, keeping my voice low. “James, honey, I am sorry; I had so much work to do that I didn't realize that it was time to talk to you. I am sorry, honey, but will change very soon." " Mom, are you so busy that you can't even talk to me for five minutes? It seems, no one loves me." He sounded very hurt. My heart went out when I heard him say that. He was my life. The most important person in my life. " Please don't say that honey; I love you the most in the entire world. It'
Emma's POV Flashback....I wanted to trust Ryan, to believe that what was happening between us was real, that it wasn’t just another illusion, another charade that would eventually crumble and leave me more broken than before. But trusting meant being vulnerable, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready for that. Not yet.So, I decided to focus on the present, on the small moments that made me feel alive, that made me feel something other than the numbness I’d grown so used to. The way Ryan’s hand felt when it brushed against mine, the way his eyes softened when he looked at me, the way his voice wrapped around me like a warm blanket when he spoke. Those were the things I clung to, the things that kept me grounded, even as the storm of emotions continued to rage inside me.And maybe, just maybe, if I held on to those moments long enough, I’d find the strength to take that leap, to step off the edge of the cliff and into the unknown. But for now, I was content to wait, to let the tension buil
Emma's POV Ryan didn’t look surprised, but there was a flash of something in his eyes—relief, maybe, or understanding. He nodded slowly, his hand still lingering near my face as if he wasn’t sure whether to pull away or cup my cheek again. “We don’t have to figure it all out right now, Emma,” he said softly. “We can take it one step at a time.”“I know,” I whispered, though the thought of moving at a snail’s pace made me feel like I was suffocating. “It’s just… I’m not used to this.”“Used to what?”“To feel this way,” I admitted, my voice trembling slightly. To want something so badly, but not knowing if I can actually handle it...I thought in my mind as I could not say this aloud And then, just as the protagonist confessed his love in the most heart-wrenching scene, Ryan paused the film and turned to me, his face earnest."Emma," he began softly, his voice full of an emotion I couldn’t quite identify, "There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you."My heart skipped a beat, and
Emma's POV Ryan’s expression softened, and he leaned in slightly, his hand finally settling on my cheek. “Emma, you’ve been through a lot. It’s okay to feel conflicted. You don’t have to have all the answers right now. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere. We’ll figure this out together, no rush.”I closed my eyes at his words, a wave of emotion crashing over me. How could he be so understanding? So patient? It was everything I needed, but also everything that scared me. Because deep down, I knew that once I let my guard down, once I allowed myself to fall for him completely, there would be no going back. And that terrified me.It terrified me because I was concerned about him. “Ryan,” I said, my voice trembling," I can’t give you what you want. I don’t want you to regret this later.”“Why would I ever regret wanting to be with you?” he asked, his tone filled with genuine bewilderment.“Are... you even... listening?” I stammered, “I told you, I don’t think I’m capable of loving anyo