Ryder's Pov.
"What????" Bella groggily answered the phone without opening her eyes, immediately yelling at the caller on that Saturday morning, oblivious to the other person's response.
"Hey, baby girl! I knew it," I chuckled, enjoying her annoyance. "You forgot. Today you're supposed to come with me for my family lunch. Come on, get up quickly and get ready. I'll be there in 10 minutes," she said, conveying the urgency over the phone.
"Whatever," Bella replied lazily, then hung up. Knowing her routine well, I could easily picture what she would do next.
She would swiftly get out of bed and head straight to the bathroom, aware that she only had 10 minutes. In a hurry, she brushed her teeth and took a quick shower. Choosing her usual attire for outings, she put on her worn-out faded jeans, which had become quite old, and an old black t-shirt. Bella wasn't keen on dresses, and she felt content in her casual clothes, as she had no one to impress.
Exactly 10 minutes later, I found myself standing at Bella's door, impatiently pressing the doorbell repeatedly. After persistently ringing the bell for 15 minutes, Bella finally opened the door.
"Okay, I'm ready. Let's go..." Bella hurriedly pulled me along, closing the door behind us.
"You're always late, and now I'll be late for my family lunch," I complained, making a face as we hurried toward my truck.
"Oh yeah? Then why did you even come? Ask one of your girlfriends to accompany you to your family lunch. You know I just wanted to spend my weekend relaxing in my dorm room, sleeping all day. But you love to bother me," she said lazily.
"Oh no, you know they're all difficult. They never behave properly around my family and make things awkward. Plus, I don't want to ruin my family lunch..." I rolled my eyes and continued, "Actually, they'd be delighted to see you there. My family is really fond of you. Mom was asking for her favorite daughter, you know," I said, giving her a soft smile.
"Yeah, your family is really lovely, Ryder. I enjoy spending my weekends with them while I'm away from home. I miss my family so much," Bella said, sounding a bit sad as she longed for her own family.
She was her parents' only child, and they adored her. They didn't want to send her away for her studies, but Bella was ambitious, and they didn't want to hinder her pursuit of her dreams.
After a few minutes of driving, we arrived at my family's house. It was a grand mansion with a beautiful garden and modern interiors. My mom, Savannah Knight, and dad, Anthony Knight, were waiting in the living area. As we came into view, they stepped forward to welcome us.
Mom hugged Bella. "Hey sweetheart, it's been a while since we last saw you."
"Yeah, Mrs. Knight, I've been busy with my assignments. But I missed you all," Bella replied with a genuine smile. She truly missed them. My family treated her like their own daughter. My older brother and his wife were also kind to her. She felt at ease with them. After exchanging greetings, Bella took her seat, and everyone eagerly waited for both of us to join them so they could start the lunch.
"How's Jonathan?" my father asked about his best friend.
"He's doing well, Mr. Knight," Bella answered.
"When are they planning to come here and visit us? I feel like he's forgotten about me," my father pretended to complain.
Bella chuckled. "Oh no, he thinks about you every day, but he's busy with his job. Maybe he'll come to visit sooner," she replied, smiling.
At the dining table, we all enjoyed a delicious lunch while engaging in conversations about work and life, accompanied by laughter and smiles. Bella, in particular, relished the homemade food, as she rarely had the opportunity to indulge in it due to her reliance on takeout and cup noodles.
"My goodness, Bella, I really appreciate that you eat like a normal human being. Ryder's previous girlfriend seemed to survive on air," my mother remarked, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
Bella glanced at me and replied, "Oh, Mrs. Knight, I love food. And luckily, I don't have a boyfriend who wants me to look like a model... right, Ryder?"
"I never asked any girl to starve themselves to death. It's their choice," I retorted, slightly annoyed. They enjoyed teasing me about my past relationships.
"Oh, how I wish you were his girlfriend instead of those model-like girls," my mother exclaimed, making Bella's breath catch in her throat.
"MOM..." I yelled in embarrassment. My mother had a talent for creating awkward situations.
"What? A mother can dream," my mom retorted, rolling her eyes in a dramatic fashion.
"Anyway, Bella, what are your plans for the vacation? Would you like to join us as an intern?" Damon, my brother, asked affectionately, treating Bella like a little sister.
"Well, I'm actually going to intern at a company during the vacation. It'll give me some valuable experience and a little bit of income," Bella replied with a smile. It wasn't that she needed the money, but she preferred to be independent.
"That's great! Ask Ryder to recommend some reputable companies. He'll guide you better since he cares about you the most," Damon suggested.
Bella smiled and nodded in agreement.
We enjoyed the rest of the family lunch, engaging in lively conversation and playful banter that made the delicious meal even more enjoyable. After lunch, my mom made Bella promise to visit them again soon. We said our goodbyes and left the house.
We arrived at my condo, where we had planned to watch a movie and order takeout for dinner. Both of us were in high spirits, enjoying each other's company. Bella changed into one of my oversized t-shirts that went down to her knees, and I changed into something more comfortable. Soon, we found ourselves sitting on the couch in front of a large TV.
I asked Bella to choose a movie while I made a few phone calls. We settled on a film and snuggled up together on the couch. I threw a blanket over us and wrapped my arms around Bella, ensuring she wouldn't fall asleep.
There was no awkwardness between us because Bella was like my little sister. I had never seen her in any other way, considering she was ten years younger than me. To me, she was just a teenager, completely out of my league.
We cuddled up and fell asleep together, as we often spent weekends at my place.
Our relationship was incredibly pure and innocent. Bella had a unique effect on me that no one else did. She had the ability to wrap me around her tiny finger effortlessly. She was the only person who truly understood me without any judgment.
Bella had been a part of my life since the day she was born. I loved her like a baby and would do anything for her. She held a special place in my heart that no one else could replace. I couldn't quite comprehend why I cared for her so deeply, but I knew that she was my childhood friend, and our bond was irreplaceable.
Ryder’s pov. It was another weekend, and I was engrossed in my work on the laptop when my phone suddenly rang. Seeing Bella's name on the screen brought a smile to my face. Despite being busy as a multi-million company owner and a leader in the mafia world, I always made time for Bella. She held a special place in my life. Balancing my role as a mafia king and running a successful business often kept me occupied even on weekends. I had worked hard and dedicated myself to building my own mafia gang at a young age, ultimately earning the title of Mafia king. However, I still managed to find moments of enjoyment by hanging out with friends, going to clubs, and having casual encounters with women. I believed in living life to the fullest. But this particular weekend, I had an important deal that required my attention, so I had chosen to stay home. Bella's call interrupted my work, and I answered, trying to maintain a businesslike tone. "What's the matter, Bella?" I asked briskly while
Ryder’s pov. I was filled with terror when I couldn't locate her. But witnessing her in tears like that shattered me. "Babe, what happened? Why are you crying? Please, tell me what happened," I pleaded anxiously, alarmed to see her in such distress. "Ryder!" she sobbed, jumping into my arms and burying her face in my chest. I held her tightly, enveloping her in a protective embrace, aiming to provide comfort and reassurance. As she remained silent, my concern deepened. I furrowed my brow and asked once more, "What's wrong?" "I don't know... I was having a good time with a handsome stranger, and after a couple of drinks, I started feeling strange. My body felt like it was burning, and my head was spinning. I couldn't see clearly... ahhhh..." She clutched her head, unable to continue speaking. Her body was drenched in sweat, and her eyes struggled to stay open, as if she fought against closing them. "Shh... I've got you. Don't worry. I'm here now," I whispered, attempting to conso
Ryder's pov. I pressed the gas pedal, pushing my car to its maximum speed. Bella was in tears, and seeing her in such a state tore me apart. Glancing at her, I noticed her squirming in her seat, her clothes disheveled from intoxication. Bella was moaning in pain as her body was burning so much due to the drug's effect. I had known her since she was a baby and had seen her almost naked more often. I had always treated her like a kid. But her desperate movements and moans awakened unfamiliar emotions within me. I gulped, shaking my head vigorously. No, I couldn't allow myself to think of her like that. She was my baby girl, and I had to protect her. When we finally arrived at my apartment, her legs trembled uncontrollably, rendering her unable to walk. She attempted to step out as I opened the car door but stumbled, on the verge of falling. Without hesitation, I swiftly caught her in my arms and carried her toward my apartment, cradling her gently. Entering my apartment, I guided Bell
Ryder’s pov. Bella's thoughts were scattered. Her mind felt hazy, and her body burned with intensity. "Ryder, I need you. I need to get rid of this pain," she whispered, her voice trembling. In an instant, my clothes disappeared, and I positioned myself between her legs. The touch of my body against hers made her writhe beneath me, seeking more. Leaning in, I captured her lips in a passionate kiss, wanting to taste her essence. As I pulled back to gaze into her eyes, my silent question lingered. My breathing grew heavy as I struggled to hold myself back. "Bella, are you sure?" I asked her, seeking reassurance one final time. Bella remained silent, unable to form words. Instead, she arched her back urgently, pressing herself against me. Her response was all the answer I needed. With a hard thrust, I entered her, breaking through her resistance. Bella let out a cry of pain. I froze. How could I have forgotten that she was a virgin? I mentally scolded myself for my impatience. I sh
Logan's pov. I found myself at Alex's bachelor party, ready to have some fun. As I glanced across the dance floor, I noticed it was packed with people who were thoroughly enjoying themselves, dancing the night away. Curiosity got the better of me, so I shifted my gaze to the other side of the dance floor. That's when I spotted a group of girls, one of them being a beautiful blonde. Intriguing. Perhaps tonight would be a chance for me to experience a threesome or maybe even a foursome? I chuckled, convinced that the ladies wouldn't be able to resist my charm. Of course, it didn't hurt that I had some money to sweeten the deal. After bidding farewell to my friends Alex and Ryder, I made my way towards my next target. As I approached the blonde, I was spellbound by her stunning beauty. She was incredibly attractive, radiating a golden glow under the club's dim lights. Her light blonde curls cascaded down her shoulders in an alluring manner. I stood there, momentarily captivated by h
Logan's POV: She seemed to be enjoying the attention from her friends. Oh, poor girl! She had no idea that the effects of alcohol would kick in after a few minutes. Just as I had predicted, she began to feel dizzy, clutching her head in her hands. "What's wrong, Mia?" Joanna asked her. "My head is spinning. I can't handle it. Everything feels like it's spinning around me," Mia said, shaking her head. "It's okay, babe. You'll be fine. Let's dance. Come on," Sheena said, tugging Mia's hand and pulling her towards the dance floor. Joanna sat with me, asking me something, but my attention was fixated on Mia. The way she moved her hips seductively to the music drove me crazy. I wanted her to dance on my lap, swaying her perfect hips. Shaking my head, I couldn't bear to sit there and watch her tantalizing body amidst the crowd. I followed closely behind her and, gripping her hips, pulled her towards me. She continued to dance sensually, swaying and grinding her hips against me, driving
Logan's pov. I carefully caressed my tongue over her pink nipple, gently nibbling and biting until her soft bud swelled in my mouth. I leaned back to admire my artwork before moving on to the next area, wanting to make it just as intense as the first. The sounds she made assured me that she was enjoying it as much as I was. I descended slowly, planting kisses on her flat stomach. With a firm grip, I parted her thighs and hoisted one leg onto my shoulder, lifting her slightly. Lowering my face, I craved to taste sweet honey as I took a long swipe along the edge of her vagina. I heard her moan loudly and felt her body start to move and tremble. I had to hold her hips to keep her still, allowing me to pleasure her with my mouth. I drew her sensitive bud into my mouth, causing her to shiver and writhe like a fish out of water. She gripped my hair and pulled it lightly, eliciting a hiss from me. It hurt, but in that moment, I was too consumed by the taste of her sweet essence. Eager to s
Logan’s pov. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her stunning face. I had been gazing at her for an entire hour while she peacefully slept beside me on the bed. Her hair cascaded over the pillow, and her pale complexion had a faint blush. She slept as innocently as a baby, and I couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty. She was the most gorgeous girl I had ever had in my bed. Last night, we had shared an intimate experience, and it was then that I discovered she was a virgin. It was also my first time being with a virgin. I felt a mix of happiness for being her first and confusion about her decision to lose her virginity in such a way. We had made love five times throughout the night. After an hour of sleep, I woke her up as my dick ached for her. So, I couldn't resist anymore but to take her again and again as my desire surged while I held her in my arms on the bed. I looked at her as she stirred, and her eyelashes fluttered before her deep blue eyes opened. Confusion and curi
Logan's pov.As I slowly opened my eyes, the harsh, sterile lights of the hospital room greeted me. Disoriented and weak, I blinked several times until the blurry figures around me came into focus. There was Mia, her eyes filled with worry and relief, and my family standing by her side, their faces etched with concern."Mia..." I whispered, my voice barely audible.Her eyes lit up with tears of joy as she took my hand in hers. "Thank goodness you're awake," she said, her voice trembling with emotion.My family wore expressions of both happiness and concern. My mother's eyes were red from crying, while my father's stern facade tried to hide his fear. It was then that I knew I had to be honest with them about how I felt."I can't go through with the marriage," I admitted, my voice stronger now. "I love Mia, and I can't marry someone else."My father's face turned stern, and he scolded me, "You're being impractical! You have responsibilities, and this is no time for childish whims!"Befor
Logan’s pov. Amidst the busy preparations for my upcoming wedding, I couldn't shake off the lingering unease in my heart. Mia's sudden resignation from my company had left me bewildered and bruised my ego. I had made it clear to her that our relationship would remain strictly professional, yet she chose to leave. "Why does it bother me so much?" I wondered aloud as I paced in my luxurious penthouse. Alex, who had been helping me with the wedding arrangements, noticed my distress. "Hey, man, what's bothering you? You should be on cloud nine with your marriage just around the corner," Alex said, concern evident in his voice. "I don't know, Alex. It's just that Mia's resignation hit me harder than I expected," I admitted with a sigh. "Even though I told myself I didn't care about her rejecting me, there's this nagging feeling inside me." "Why do you bother? It is not like you feel something for her, do you?" Alex inquired. "Remember, you have a stunning fiancée, a glamorous weddi
Alex's Pov. We all gathered at Ryder's wedding, witnessing the heartfelt exchange of vows between Ryder and Bella. Their hurried marriage brought back memories of my own wedding day, where I had first laid eyes on Sarah. But after she left, things took a painful turn. I tried countless times to meet her, to explain myself, but she refused to hear me out. Her parents, adamant in their disapproval, forbade me from entering their home. It was absurd – I was her husband, not some boyfriend they could simply cast aside. I pleaded with them, insisting that I had changed, that I wanted to be with her, but they turned a deaf ear. Unbeknownst to me, Ryder had invited Sarah to the wedding as well. My heart filled with both hope and trepidation, praying that she would show up so I could finally talk to her. And then, there she was, entering the venue in a stunning peach-colored gown. Something about her appearance was different, and it left me bewildered. Her face was radiant, and I couldn't he
Bella's pov. The sound of my phone jolted me awake from my slumber, disturbing the peaceful moment I had been sharing with Ryder. Gently, I disentangled myself from his embrace, aware that I was still unclothed, and hurriedly pulled the sheet to cover myself before answering the call. "Mum!" I greeted cheerfully, my heart still elated from Ryder's heartfelt confession of love. "Bella, what is going on?" Her voice carried a tone of anger. Confused by her question, I asked, "What do you mean, mum?" "You and Ryder are all over the news, and your father is furious," she complained. My mind raced, trying to comprehend the situation. "What? I don't understand, mum. What's happening?" "Where are you right now, Bella?" Her concern was evident. "I am... I am..." I hesitated, unable to come up with a lie. "Are you with Ryder?" She guessed, and I fell silent, confirming her suspicion. "Why did you do this, Bella?" Her disappointment in me was palpable. Suddenly, the phone was snatched
Ryder's pov. My futile attempts to incite jealousy in Bella by meeting other girls left me feeling disheartened. No matter who I interacted with, she remained composed and collected, as if her emotions were impervious to my antics. Undeterred, I had to switch to plan B. I smirked as I thought about it because it was foolproof, and Ryder never failed to get what he wanted. "Bella, I have planned a vacation for us," I called her while she was in school. I smiled as I could imagine her eyes widened in surprise. "What? No, Ryder, I can't go on vacation, and, most of all, I have some assignments to complete," she replied, her voice tinged with reluctance. "Come on, Bella. Mum is persistent about my marriage, so it will be our last vacation together. I am sending my secretary. Give her your passport. We are going to Switzerland for a week. Just me and you. I want to spend some time with you alone," I insisted, hoping she would agree. "Abroad trip? You will get clicked by the media, a
Ryder's pov. At 9:00 a.m. on a lazy Sunday morning, my peaceful slumber was abruptly interrupted by the incessant ringing of my phone. I groggily reached for it, wondering who could possibly be disturbing me at this ungodly hour. To my delight, Bella stirred in my arms, her tiny meows adding a touch of charm to the waking chaos. I carefully placed Bella on the pillow, ensuring her continued comfort, before reluctantly sitting up to answer the call. The screen displayed my mother's face, which meant it was likely to be something important. I swiped the answer button and, slipping my feet into slippers, made my way to the balcony, hoping to maintain some tranquility around Bella's sleeping form. "Hey mum! What's up? Why did you have to call so early on a Sunday morning?" I questioned, attempting to sound both concerned and slightly annoyed. "Ryder, I've sent some pictures of the daughters from reputable families to your number. Take a look and choose one of them. I'll set up a date f
Sarah’s pov. As I stood in front of the towering building housing Alex's office, my heart was heavy with sadness and determination. The guard, who knew me as Mrs. Hamilton, offered a polite salute, but my mind was too preoccupied to return his friendly gesture. The gravity of the situation had consumed me entirely, leaving no room for pleasantries. Pressing the button for the 60th floor where Alex's office resided, I walked with a sense of urgency, my steps guided by a singular purpose – to confront him and seek answers to the questions that haunted me. As I approached his office, his secretary tried to intervene, her professional duty compelling her to uphold the ongoing meeting's privacy. However, her attempts to halt me were futile; nothing would deter me from facing Alex. "Ma'am, you cannot go inside. A meeting is going on, and I have orders that no one can enter the boardroom," she warned, trying to assert her authority. I paid her no mind, my determination unwavering. Nothin
Sarah's pov. In a cozy corner of the restaurant, I sat opposite my dear friend Julia, the soft glow of Amber light illuminating our faces. It had been nearly a month since we last saw each other, and we were catching up over coffee, sharing the details of our lives.Julia, with her mischievous charm, leaned forward and asked with a playful wink, "How's your married life going on, babe?"A blush crept onto my cheeks as I thought about my marriage. It was like living in a fairytale – everything was simply perfect. It was clear that Alex was starting to like me just as I liked him. And what I discovered this very morning would undoubtedly strengthen our bond even more."Oh, Julia, you won't believe it," I gushed. "Life with Alex is like a dream come true. He was my dream man, and now he's my husband. I feel like I'm on cloud nine."Julia chuckled and commented with amusement, "Sarah, you're absolutely glowing. You're so lucky to have Alex. You've turned all the other girls green with env
Logan's pov. After returning from the business trip, Mia's demeanor had changed; she appeared distant, her usual warmth and charm replaced with a guarded facade. The scent of rich Italian food lingered in the air, mixing with the tension that crackled between them. “Mia, wait. I need to talk to you,” I implored, my dark eyes searching for answers in her troubled blue ones. She hesitated but finally remained in the room after everyone else had left. "What's wrong, baby girl? Talk to me. Why are you avoiding me?" I questioned, my voice trying to hold on to its usual commanding tone, but a hint of vulnerability seeped through. "Nothing is wrong, Mr. Mancini. I just... I just came back to my senses," Mia replied animatedly, trying to keep up a brave front. I shook my head, confusion evident on my face. "What do you mean?" "I mean... listen... I need this job, but I can't be your play toy. I have feelings, and I don't want to get hurt in the end. Please, Mr. Mancini, I want whatever i