“A taste of her I must have,” he said to himself, smirking..Ryan settled into his leather chair in his office, the weight of his responsibilities pressing down on him. He slipped his hot coffee, burning a path down his throat, yet feeling numb to the thought dancing in his mind.The ringing of his office phone broke through his thought, he picked up the telephone, knowing who it would be before he heard the voice on the other end."Ryan, how's your day at the office going?" His father's voice was as commanding as ever, the authority in it wavering."Productive," Ryan replied, leaning back in his chair. "Met the new staff, handled some contracts. Everything is under control.""Good," his father responded. "I have high expectations, Ryan. The company needs strong leadership, especially now. Make sure you're focused."I am, Dad. You don't have to worry".There was a pause on the other end before his father spoke again. "And Iris? How is she settling in?"Ryan's grip tightened. "She's...
As she finished, she stood there, breathless and exposed, waiting for his response. Ryan walked over, his gaze intense."You did well," he said, his tone surprisingly gentle. "But remember, this is only the beginning. We have an agreement, and I expect you to fulfill your part."Iris nodded, her eyes downcast. "I understand."“What about my proposal, is it a yes or a problem?” he asked, looking at the iris from head to toe.“I will do it on one condition,” she spoke softly.“You are still giving me conditions”? Ryan barked, tightening the fist he had made.“ Let's hear it,” he spoke calmly this time.“I will still have access to the child after the contract is over, I want to still be a part of his life.”“That won't be a problem, as long as you don't act smart”. He replied.Iris gave a polite nod as Ryan's fingers brushed her cheek, a touch that sent shivers down her spine. "Good. Now, go to bed.The following morning, Ryan left for the office early. The Kendrick Empire weighed heav
“I can't wait to have a taste of it”, she said in a low voice biting her lips seductively.He slid his cock deep into her, as he thrust into her like his life depended on it, Ryan was a NO 5 minutes man, he always takes his time him fucking any woman he could lay his hands on.He almost hammered life out of Emily, as she begged for more, moaning and screaming in pleasure and pain.It sounded like music to his ears, he loved how they screamed and begged.Ryan's touch was both demanding and skillful, his experience evident in every movement. He took his time, savoring the control he had over her reactions. Emily's body responded to his every touch, arching and trembling with pleasure.As they lay together afterward, the room filled with the scent of their encounter, Ryan's mind wandered back to Iris. He glanced at Emily, who was catching her breath beside him. "You were amazing," he said, a satisfied smile on his lips.Emily blushed, her eyes shining. "Thank you, Mr Kendrick. I hope I
“I see everyone’s here,” he said, taking his seat at the head of the table. “Let’s eat.”They ate breakfast silently, only the sound of clinking cutlery could be heard. Iris could feel the weight of their gazes on her, judging, measuring, finding her wanting. She picked at her food, her appetite nowhere to be found. After breakfast, Ryan stood up abruptly. “Iris, I need to talk to you.”She followed him into his study, a room filled with dark wood and leather, exuding power and wealth. Ryan closed the door behind them and turned to face her.“What do you want to talk about?” Iris asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Ryan sighed, running a hand through his hair. “This…arrangement we have. It’s not working.”Iris’s heart sank. “What do you mean?”“I mean, you need to play your part better,” Ryan said, his tone harsh.“My father is watching us closely, and you’re not convincing anyone that this marriage is real.”Iris felt a surge of anger. “How can I, when you treat me like this? Yo
Iris irritated with what just happened clinched her fist,as she maintained her composure. “Iris, why don’t you tell our top investors Mr Luca about the new project we’re working on?”Iris blinked, caught off guard. “Uh, yes. We’re planning to expand the foundation’s outreach programs, focusing on education and healthcare for underprivileged communities.The investor, a brief man with bare hair neatly dressed in a black tuxedo raised an eyebrow, nodding his head clearly interested. “I would really love to be a part of this,” Mr Luca replied cheerfully.Iris forced another smile, this time trying to be happy.Mrs Rose appeared in a Soft blush pink floor-length gown with a fitted bodice and a flowing A-line skirt. A luxurious combination of silk chiffon and tulle.The dress features intricate lace embroidery and delicate beadwork that cascades down the skirt. The bodice has a deep V-neckline and cap sleeves, adding a touch of elegance.While ivy the fashionista was dressed in a striking
I’ll be back before Ryan gets home.”Sarah looked slightly worried but didn’t press the matter. “Just let me know if you need anything, ma’am.” After breakfast, Iris dressed casually in jeans and a simple top.She didn’t want to raise any suspicions, especially not with her mother. As she stepped out of the mansion, the cool morning air felt refreshing. She stopped a cab and gave the driver her mother’s address.The familiar sights of her old neighborhood brought a sense of comfort. The modest houses, the friendly faces, it was a stark contrast to the grandeur and isolation of her current life. When the cab pulled up in front of her mother’s house, Iris felt a pang of remorse .She knocked on the door, and it was opened by her best friend, Skylar , who still lived nearby and often helped out with her mother.“Iris! It’s so good to see you!” Skylar exclaimed, pulling her into a tight hug.“It’s good to see you too, Skylar ,” Iris replied, smiling genuinely for the first time that day.Th
Skylar continued, “Anyway, a few weeks ago, this incredibly hot guy came into the club. Tall, dark, and handsome, just my type.After my shift, he asked if he could take me home. I was hesitant at first, but there was something about him that seemed genuine.”Iris leaned forward, eager to hear more.“And?”“And,” Skylar said with a dramatic pause, “he didn’t just take me home. He took me out on a date the next night. A real date, Iris. Dinner, a movie, the whole nine yards.And guess what? We’re officially in a relationship now!”Iris’s eyes widened with excitement. “Jenny, that’s amazing! I’m so happy for you!” She hugged her friend tightly, feeling a genuine happiness she hadn’t felt in a long time.Skylar beamed. “I know, right? He’s been so sweet and caring. It’s been a whirlwind romance, but I’m loving every minute of it. And you know what? I’ve been happier than I’ve been in a long time.”Iris smiled, her heart swelling with joy for her friend. “You deserve it, Jenny. After every
Ryan’s mind raced. He knew something was wrong. He made a few calls, mobilizing his contacts to find her at her mother's house and at the club. Hours passed with no word, and his fear and anger grew.Iris searched the abandoned house with her eyes for anything that would help her escape, her heart thumping in her chest the whole time. Her gaze settled on a loose piece of metal lying on the floor.Just as she grabbed it, one of the men noticed. “Hey, what do you think you’re doing?” he snarled, diving at her.Iris swung the metal piece, hitting him across the face. He staggered back, giving her a moment to run. Spotting a small, dirty window high on the wall, she took a deep breath, gathering all her courage. She quietly moved towards the window, trying not to draw any attention from the second man.The piece of metal she had grabbed earlier was still clutched in her hand. Using it, she pried open the rusted latch. The window was small, but she was determined. She squeezed through, he
Months had passed since Parker waited in vain for Ryan to come to his rescue. As the cold reality set in, the hope that had once flickered inside Parker’s heart dimmed until it was nothing but a distant memory. The prison walls around him felt like they were closing in, suffocating him with the weight of his past mistakes. Every day, he wondered if his son would ever come, but no sign of Ryan emerged. He had gambled on the wrong side of history, and now he was paying for it with every lonely second that ticked by.Meanwhile, Mrs. Rose Kendrick, once a woman of unmatched power and deceit, was locked away in her world of doom. She had seen the writing on the wall long before now. When the truth came to light, when all the lies she had crafted so carefully unraveled before her eyes, she knew no one was coming to save her. The empire she had tried to manipulate for herself and her lover Parker had crumbled. Her final days were filled with silence, the kind that came not from peace but
Ryan paced the length of his father’s study, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. He held the hospital reports tightly in his hand, his knuckles white from the grip. The reports confirmed his worst fears—the man he had called his father for his entire life wasn’t his biological father at all. Dr. Parker was. The revelation had shaken him to the core, and he knew he couldn’t keep this secret any longer. He had to tell Mr. Kendrick.Taking a deep breath, he walked over to where Kendrick sat in his leather chair, his eyes already filled with concern. Kendrick had noticed Ryan’s turmoil the moment he entered the room, but he hadn’t pressed him to speak."Dad," Ryan began, his voice trembling slightly. He rarely ever called him anything but ‘Dad,’ but now, with this new information, it felt like a lie. Still, it was all he had ever known. "I received something today. It’s… complicated, and I don’t know how to explain it."Kendrick raised an eyebrow, worry etching deeper into his
The atmosphere in the house was finally calm, or so it seemed. After everything they had been through—the betrayals, the conspiracies, and the almost impossible escape from danger—Iris, Kendrick, and Jessica were relieved to be back home. The past few days had been nothing short of a nightmare, but now, with Ryan by her side, Iris felt like she could finally breathe again.Ryan had transformed into the kind of husband Iris had always dreamed of. He was attentive, caring, and endlessly devoted, especially when it came to their newborn. Late-night feedings and diaper changes—Ryan was right there with her, helping in every way he could. The chaos and distrust that once clouded their relationship were gone, replaced by a bond forged through hardship and love.One afternoon, as Iris cradled their baby on the living room couch, Ryan returned from the front door, holding a small package. There was no return address, just his name scribbled hastily across the front. He furrowed his brow as
The tension in the hospital room hung heavy as Iris took a deep breath and prepared to explain everything. The faces of those around her—Jessica, Ryan, Kendrick, and Ivy—were etched with a mixture of concern, curiosity, and shock. Ryan, especially, seemed anxious, as though every word Iris spoke would shift the very foundation of what he believed to be true.“I found out I was pregnant,” Iris began slowly, her voice steady but filled with emotion, “on the same day that Mrs. Rose asked to see me. She called me out of the blue and said she needed to talk. I thought it was something important about the family, but when I got there…” She paused, her gaze shifting to Ryan before continuing. “She told me to leave you, Ryan. She wanted me gone so you could be with Bella.”Ryan’s jaw clenched at the mention of his mother’s betrayal, but he remained silent, allowing Iris to continue.“I was devastated,” Iris admitted, her voice cracking slightly. “I didn’t know what to do, and on my way back t
The tension in the room had begun to settle after the police escorted Mrs. Rose and Dr. Parker out in handcuffs. The silence that followed felt like the calm after a storm, but there was still an air of unease.Mr. Kendrick stood in the center of the room, his expression heavy with guilt and regret. He turned toward Jessica, who stood with her arms crossed, looking as though she wasn’t quite sure what to make of him yet. Ivy and Iris, standing side by side, had barely spoken a word since everything unfolded.Kendrick cleared his throat, his voice thick with emotion. “I’m sorry,” he began, his eyes filled with sincerity as he faced Jessica and the twins. “Jessica, Iris, Ivy… I know words aren’t enough to make up for the years I’ve spent apart from you all, the lies, and everything else that’s happened. But please believe me when I say that I’ve regretted every single moment I wasn’t with you.”Iris remained silent, her face pale from shock, while Ivy’s gaze flickered between Jessica a
The room was suffocating. Ryan sat up straighter in his hospital bed, his eyes narrowing as Luca entered, his expression grim. The air felt thick with anticipation as everyone waited for the news. Luca cleared his throat and looked directly at Ryan. “The anonymous messenger? It was Sarah—your house help,” he said quietly. Ryan’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Sarah?” He glanced at Ivy, then back at Luca. “What do you mean? She’s just a housemaid. Why would she—" “She’s been traced and caught,” Luca interrupted his voice firm. “We got her while she was trying to flee the country. She’s been feeding information to your enemies, Ryan. She’s been working with Mrs. Rose.”The room went still. Ivy gasped, her hand flying to her mouth, and Kendrick’s face drained of color. Mrs. Rose stood frozen, her eyes wide in disbelief as all eyes turned toward her.“What… what are you saying?” Ryan’s voice was low, but it shook with barely restrained anger.“She confessed everything,” Luca continued, h
The silence that followed Mr. Kendrick's confession was deafening. Everyone in the room seemed frozen, processing the weight of his words. Mrs. Rose’s face was a mixture of shock and rage, her hands trembling as she gripped the back of a chair for support. Ryan and Ivy exchanged uneasy glances, while Jessica stood still, her expression unreadable, though her eyes glistened with the pain of memories that had long since scarred her.Kendrick took a deep breath, his voice thick with regret as he continued. "I was in love with Jessica," he admitted, his eyes locked on the floor as if unable to meet anyone’s gaze. "We were both so young, and I couldn't resist her. But I was already married to Rose. There was no way I could marry Jessica. I was the heir to the Kendrick family fortune, and it would have been a scandal—a disgrace—to have an affair and a child out of wedlock."Rose scoffed, her voice laced with venom. "So instead, you chose to keep me in the dark and raise the child of your
The tension in the room was so thick it felt as though it could suffocate them all. Mrs. Rose stood frozen, her heart hammering against her chest as her eyes darted from Jessica to Kendrick and then to her children. Her worst nightmare was unraveling before her eyes, and there was no escape. Kendrick, too, was motionless, his face a mixture of disbelief and confusion. His eyes met Jessica’s, and a flood of memories rushed back—memories he had buried for years. He tried to speak, but the words caught in his throat."Je… Jessica?" Kendrick’s voice was barely above a whisper, his shock palpable. Ryan, standing by his father’s bedside, turned to Kendrick, his brows furrowed in confusion. "Dad, do you know her?"Jessica stood tall, her eyes blazing with the fire of long-buried resentment. She ignored Ryan’s question and locked eyes with Mrs. Rose, whose face was now dripping with cold sweat. Rose’s hands trembled as she took a step backward, her composure slipping with every second."No…
Mrs. Rose paced anxiously around the hospital room, her heels clicking against the cold tile floor. She glanced at her watch for the hundredth time, her impatience growing by the second. Where were Ivy and Ryan? What were they up to? Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door open. She turned swiftly, only to see Ryan step into the room, followed closely by Ivy. Relief washed over her for a split second, but it quickly faded as she saw the grim looks on their faces. Something was wrong.“Where have you two been?” Mrs. Rose demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’ve been looking all over for you!”Ryan didn’t respond immediately. His face was hard, his jaw clenched. Ivy, too, seemed distant, her eyes fixed on the floor as if she couldn’t bear to meet her mother’s gaze.Before Mrs. Rose could demand answers, a weak cough sounded from the hospital bed. Her husband, Mr. Kendrick, had woken up. Slowly, he turned his head toward her, his eyes filled with anger and betray