Emma's POV Flashback..." Emma, will you please marry me and make me the happiest man on this planet? " He asked. Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded slowly. “Okay,” I whispered. “Okay, Ryan. I’ll marry you.”A smile broke across his face, the purest, happiest smile I had ever seen. And in that moment, I knew that, despite all my fears and doubts, this was the right decision. Because with Ryan, I felt something I had never felt before—a sense of belonging, of being truly seen and accepted for who I was.As he kissed me, softly and sweetly, I felt the first flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t as broken as I thought. Maybe, with Ryan’s love, I could learn to love myself and, in turn, love him the way he deserved.My heart was in my throat. “Ryan, I’m scared,” I admitted.“I know,” he said, his thumb gently caressing my cheek. “But I’ll be here, every step of the way. You don’t have to do this alone.”And for the first time in a long time, I allowed myself to believe in
Emma's POV I could picture it already, the two of us standing under the bright lights of Las Vegas, the world melting away until it was just the two of us.“And Eva?” I asked quietly, my voice tinged with uncertainty. “What if she feels upset that we didn’t wait?”Ryan smiled, a soft, understanding smile that made my heart flutter. “We’ll tell her together, and I’m sure she’ll understand. She loves you, and she knows how much we mean to each other. This is our moment, Emma. Let’s not let it slip away. Say, yes, please! " I bit my lip, my mind racing, but deep down, I knew my answer. I loved him, wanted him. And for once in my life, I wanted to do something purely for myself, for my happiness.“Alright,” I whispered, my voice trembling with a mix of excitement and fear. “Let’s do it. Let’s go to Las Vegas and get married.”Ryan’s face lit up with a grin that made my stomach flip. He leaned, pressing a quick, passionate kiss to my lips. “You won’t regret this, Emma. I promise you.”"
Emma's POV Ryan stood at the altar, his eyes never leaving me as I walked towards him. I felt my heart swell as I saw the emotion in his gaze, the love that radiated from him like warmth from the sun. He was everything I had ever wanted and more.As we exchanged vows, the words seemed to come naturally, as if we had always known what to say.“Emma,” Ryan began, his voice steady but thick with emotion, “From the moment I met you, I knew you were different. You challenged me, pushed me, and made me a better man. I promise to love you every day, to support you, and to stand by your side no matter what life throws at us. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you, making new memories, building our future together.”Tears welled up in my eyes as I said my vows, my voice trembling but clear. “Ryan, you’ve shown me what love really is. You’ve been patient with me, even when I was difficult, and you’ve loved me unconditionally. I promise to love you with all my heart, to be your part
Emma's POV The car ride was short, the neon lights of the Strip blurring past as we made our way to the hotel. It was a place we had chosen together, a blend of luxury and intimacy, somewhere we could begin our new life together away from prying eyes. The city outside was alive with energy, but inside the car, there was a different kind of electricity, one that crackled between us, unspoken yet undeniable.When we arrived at the hotel, Ryan helped me out of the car, his hand warm and reassuring in mine. The lobby was grand, with marble floors and glittering chandeliers, but all I could focus on was him. As we checked in, I felt a flutter in my chest, a mix of anticipation and nervousness. This was it—our first night as husband and wife. The thought sent a shiver down my spine, because of fear, not of excitement. I hope he doesn't get disappointed. What if he gets annoyed because I can't respond to him as he wanted? Everything was about to change, and I was not sure if I was ready
Emma's POV Ryan’s hands slid down my arms, his thumbs brushing lightly over my skin, sending a shiver through me. I was hyper-aware of every sensation, every touch, as though my body was teetering on the edge of something unknown and terrifying.“You’re shaking,” he observed, his voice tinged with concern. “Emma, please talk to me. What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”I hesitated, the words lodged in my throat, choking me. How could I tell him that I was afraid? That despite all the love I felt for him, I feared my body would betray me? I feared I wouldn’t be able to respond to him in the way he desired, in the way a wife should.Finally, I found my voice, though it was shaky and uncertain. “I—I’m just… scared, Ryan.”“Scared?” He tilted his head slightly, his brow furrowing. “Of what? Me? ”“Of… of disappointing you, I told you that I was... That I won’t be able to… to satisfy you.” I whispered, my eyes dropping to the floor, unable to meet his gaze. The words hung in
Emma's POV The kiss was achingly slow, each movement of his lips against mine deliberate and careful, as if...as if, he was exploring new territory, testing the waters before diving in.The world around us seemed to fade, the only reality that mattered was the connection between our lips. His hand moved from my cheek to the nape of my neck, his fingers tangling gently in my hair as he deepened the kiss, still slow, still so tender, but with a growing heat that made my heart race. There was no rush, no urgency, just the steady build of something powerful, something that set my entire body alight with a sensation I hadn’t allowed myself to feel before.I could feel his other hand resting on my waist, his thumb stroking small, soothing circles against my skin through the fabric of my dress. It was such a simple touch, yet it sent sparks of electricity through me, heightening every sensation. The kiss grew deeper, more insistent, but never demanding. He was coaxing me, guiding me with a
Emma's POV For a moment, he just looked at me, his eyes searching mine as if he was memorizing every detail. He smiled, that beautiful, boyish smile that I had fallen in love with, and kissed me again, this time softer, more tender, as if sealing the promise we had made to each other.I felt my knees weaken, my heart racing as I melted into him, my hands slipping up to tangle in his hair. The world around us disappeared once more, leaving only the two of us, bound together by something deeper than words or vows. This was love in its purest form, untainted by doubt or fear. It was the love I had always dreamed of but never thought I would find.When we finally pulled apart, we were both breathless, our foreheads resting together as we tried to catch our breath. His hands still held my face, his thumbs gently stroking my cheeks, and I knew, in that moment, that I was exactly where I was meant to be."Welcome to forever, Mrs.Taylor," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion, and I fel
Emma's POV Ryan’s lips left mine, trailing a path of kisses down my neck, each one sending a new wave of sensation rippling through me. My hands found their way into his hair, threading through the soft strands as I tilted my head back, giving him better access. And as his mouth moved lower, his hands began to roam, exploring every inch of my body with a reverence that made me feel cherished, worshipped.When he reached the swell of my bust, he paused, his breath warm against my skin. I could feel the hesitation in him, the unspoken question. Was I ready? Could I do this?But there was no doubt in my mind now. I wanted this. I wanted him.“Ryan,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire I hadn’t realised was there. “Please…”" What happened?? You don't want to go ahead?? It's ok!! Calm down. " He said. "Umm... I don't know... Maybe I don't want you to stop." I asked him hesitantly.My words were all the encouragement he needed. His mouth closed over the tight rosy bud, and I gasped,