Exercising without Ethan has been tough. I hate to admit it, but I really miss him. It's been over a week since he left on that mysterious trip. I don't know what's gotten into me, but I can't stop thinking about him.“Come in,” I said, my voice slightly tired. The door creaked open, and there was Noah, as cheerful as ever.“Good morning, cupcake!” he greeted with his usual energy. “Get dressed, it’s time for your workout.”Noah’s been like this every day since Ethan left. I can’t thank him enough for keeping me on track, even when my motivation dips. He always finds a way to get me moving.“I’m ready,” I said, forcing a smile. I didn’t feel ready, but I knew I needed to keep going.“Oh, then let’s go burn that fat, cupcake!” Noah grinned as he stepped out of my room, his enthusiasm contagious.Exercising with Noah isn’t bad, actually. He doesn’t coach me but he’s always there to make me laugh. Even when I’m struggling, he finds a way to lighten the mood. But he never stays long—only
Ava's POV I made a decision a month ago—not to let Ethan see me on video calls anymore. Every week's call had been fun, crazy even, but I wanted to keep my transformation a secret until I could surprise him in person. Every time he called, I switched to normal calls or made sure to show him only the gym or surroundings, avoiding any chance for my reflection to slip through. I wanted the big reveal to be perfect, not ruined by the pixelated image of a video call.This has been going on for over six months now. Ethan hadn’t seen me once, and in that time, I had transformed beyond recognition. I was down to 150 pounds, muscles forming in all the right places, and my body… Well, it felt like everything had shifted perfectly. My curves were more defined, and for the first time, I actually loved what I saw in the mirror. I’d never been slim before—always the chubby girl who adored junk food—but now, seeing this version of myself? It felt like I’d stepped into someone else’s life.Noah was
My mom flung open the door, a parade of chefs bustled in, their arms laden with steaming dishes. The rich aroma of home-cooked meals filled the air.“Mom, not again,” I sighed. This was her routine every time I stayed too long at the hospital.“You need to eat well,” she insisted, her voice firm but loving as she waved the cooks toward the dining table. They laid out the trays one by one, filling every inch of the table with food. I couldn’t help but smile. Her food was delicious, no doubt about it. I missed it, but this? This was overkill. I wasn’t hosting a party, and I certainly didn’t need half the city’s chefs showing up at my doorstep.She kept holding my hand like she was afraid I’d disappear if she let go. I tried to pull it free, but she just tightened her grip, dragging me over to the dining table and practically shoving me into a chair. “You need to eat a lot. That’s why I made all this,” she said, already piling food onto my plate. “Ava, darling!” she called out, snappi
After freshening up, I decided to head downstairs and spend some time with the boys. They didn’t seem like they were in any rush to get back to work, which was a good sign. I was starting to enjoy having everyone around, especially after months of mostly being by myself. The moment Liam saw me, his jaw practically hit the floor. "Ava, I barely recognize you," he said, looking like he’d just seen a ghost. " I've been gone for a few months, and now... look at you!" I smiled, feeling a bit shy. "Thanks, Liam." "Your body transformation is insane. I honestly thought Ethan brought back a new girl." He laughed. Why did everyone think Ethan would bring a girl back? Is he some sort of playboy? I wondered to myself but shook the thought away quickly. Before I could sit down, Noah’s voice rang out. "Hey, Ava, I booked that hair appointment you wanted." I perked up. I’d been wanting to do a little makeover. Since everyone thought I was dead, I figured a new look wouldn’t hurt. Maybe,
Ava’s POV Do you have a problem with me?" I asked, my frustration spilling over. "Is it my hair? Is that why you’re acting like this?” “For a second, I wasn’t sure if he was going to respond. But then, a sly smile crept across his face as he stood up, his eyes never leaving mine. He gently brushed my hair behind my ear, his touch sending an unexpected shiver down my spine. “You look hot, princess,” he murmured, his voice low and smooth. “I love the hair.” His breath was warm against my cheek, and suddenly, I felt my face flush. My heart raced, and before I knew it, I was hiccuping. Embarrassed, I grabbed the water bottle from his desk and gulped down a huge drink while he chuckled softly. Regaining my composure, I cleared my throat and stepped back. “Anyway,” I said, trying to sound more serious, “I went through my father’s files and found something interesting. You’re one of the major investors in his company.” He didn’t say a word, just watched me, his expression unreadable o
Ava was lost in thought, she couldn’t just sit idly by while the empire he built slowly crumbled. Out of his three hotels, only one was performing well, and if she didn’t act fast, the rest would be sold off. The weight of that realization pressed down on her. A sudden knock on the door pulled her out of her thoughts. She turned to see Ethan walk in, carrying a file. Without a word, he handed it to her. Confused, she took the file and opened it, her eyes scanning the contents. It was a new identity—papers with a different name, background, and history. She stared at him, waiting for an explanation.“I figured you might need a change of identity for the time being,” Ethan said, his tone casual.Of course, Ava knew she needed it. Going back into the business world as herself, given all that had happened, would be dangerous. But she didn’t want to admit it to him, not after the way he had dismissed her plea for help the day before. She wasn’t sure what to make of his sudden change of he
Ava had been waiting for this day, excited and anxious all at once. Morning finally arrived, and she found herself awake much earlier than usual.She wanted to make a strong impression on her first day, so she slipped into a classic dress—an elegant, fitted sheath in a deep navy blue that hugged her curves just right. It had a modest neckline with a cinched waist, and it flared slightly at the knees, giving her a sophisticated yet powerful look. She paired it with black heels, adding just the right amount of height, and styled her sleek bob carefully. After applying light makeup, she admired herself in the mirror. It was simple but enough to feel like she was in control.Feeling ready, Ava made her way to Ethan’s room. She knocked softly but there was no answer. Was he still asleep? Curious, she opened the door slightly and peeked inside. Ethan was there, halfway through buttoning his shirt, his abs still showing. For a moment, she stared, caught off guard by the sight. Her cheeks flu
Ava’s eyes fluttered open at the sound of liquid being poured into a glass. she sat up quickly, her gaze landing on Ethan. He stood across the room, casually sipping wine, his expression as calm as ever.“You’re up, princess,” he said, a small smirk playing on his lips.Ava frowned, rubbing my eyes. "You didn’t wake me up? What time is it?" She glanced at her watch, noticing that barely an hour had passed since she had dozed off. Still, the embarrassment of falling asleep in his office made her fidget.“You could have woken me,” she mumbled, her voice tinged with frustration. “Don’t you want me to come with you to the shareholders’ meeting?”Ethan placed his glass down on the table and turned his cool gaze on her. “And what part of ‘don’t touch anything’ did you not understand?”Ava sat up straighter, her cheeks flushing. “I didn’t touch anything! “I just… I wanted to look around, I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” she stammered, her tone defensive.He eyed her for a moment, his face un
It was already night, and Ethan wasn’t back yet. Ava sat in the living room, her gaze fixed on the door as if her stare alone would bring him home. She had been pacing earlier, but now she was on the couch, her legs curled under her, her hands tightly gripping a throw pillow. “What are you doing?” Liam’s voice came from the staircase, startling her. Ava glanced at him, letting out a deep sigh. “No....Nothing,” Ava replied, letting out a deep sigh as she shifted to sit up straight. She hadn’t even realized how long she had been standing near the door. Do....you... Do you think Ethan will be fine?” she finally asked , her voice soft, almost unsure. She turned to face Liam, her worry evident. “Yeah, he’ll be back soon, don’t worry.” Liam assured her as he moved toward the couch. Before either of them could say more, the sound of the front door unlocking grabbed their attention, they both turned staring at the door. “You see? I told you he’d be back,” Liam said, standing up.
Ethan’s POV “What are you guys doing?” A familiar voice broke through the moment, making Ava pull away from me so fast it felt like a slap. She wasn’t naked or doing anything wrong, but the way she panicked like she’d been caught committing a crime, but her reaction made her seem guilty. She turned to face the door, clearly avoiding looking at me.“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath, running a hand through my hair. “Can’t I have some privacy in my house?” I growled, turning toward Liam, who stood in the doorway with an amused smirk on his face. He’d ruined everything, always showing up when I didn’t want him to. He had ruined everything. The moment I’d been waiting for, craving for, was here, and he took it away just like that. “Nothing!” Ava blurted, her voice higher than usual. I glanced at her, hoping for a different reaction, but she wouldn’t meet my eyes. Instead, she grabbed her juice and practically ran for the door. “Welcome back, Liam. Goodnight, Ethan,” she said
Ava's POV The incident with Gabe was stuck in my head, making it impossible to focus at work. Anger bubbled inside me every time I thought about it. I knew I wanted to get back with him before, but now, it’s clear— that whatever connection we once had is gone. Everything about him disgusts me, especially those lips. I’ve washed my lips so many times today, scrubbing at the memory of his unwanted kiss. Now, I’m sitting at my desk, reapplying lipstick for what feels like the hundredth time, only to wipe it off again. These lips… the same lips Ethan kissed with so much passion last night. His kiss was breathtaking, unforgettable, and yet Gabe had to ruin everything with his pathetic attempt this morning. I sighed deeply, shaking my head. My thoughts wandered back to last night—the way Ethan’s tongue worked magic, pulling reactions from me that I didn’t even know I could feel. I touched my lips, a small smile creeping across my face. But then the memory of Gabe’s forceful kiss intr
Ava's POV I wanted to move, but my legs betrayed me. My body felt weak—this was the first time I’d ever felt such pleasure. “Go and shower, princess,” Ethan said, his voice low as he kissed my cheek. I stayed frozen on the spot, trying to regain strength. “Should I carry you?” he asked, his lips curling into a teasing smile. “No!” I blurted out, almost yelling. The idea of him carrying me to the bathroom was tempting, but I knew exactly where it would lead, and I wasn’t ready for another round just yet. “I’ll manage,” I added quickly, forcing a small smile. As I gathered my clothes, I couldn’t help the grin spreading on my face. “What’s making you smile?” Ethan asked, his curious eyes watching me. “Nothing,” I replied, shaking my head as I hurried to his bathroom, closing the door behind me. --- It’s morning already, and I woke up next to a muscular body today. I really enjoyed my sleep. Will I say I had the best sleep ever? I might be exaggerating, but I did… I smi
His lips brushed against mine. It was a small, light touch, but it sparked a fire between us, and soon his hands were traveling all over me. He pressed his body against mine, easing me towards the bed.I backpedaled until my legs hit the couch instead and we both fell back into it.I was staring at his eyes- those deep brown eyes, the tattoos drawn on his skin, the way each of his muscles was so perfectly toned it looked like he was once a god.As he floated above me, his lips trailed from my lips to my neck to my chest. The way he kissed me was like nothing I had ever experienced before—so passionate and dominating that I felt the electricity all the way down to my toes."Mmm..." I could hardly make words, it felt so good. I raked my fingers along his back, holding on as if my life depended on it. No one had ever made me feel like this before—it was absolutely addictive. I'd never get enough of him.Is this okay? He asked.I nod quickly."You're sure?" he asked again, checking to be
Ava's POV After a long, hot shower, I flopped onto my bed and covered my face with my hands. Why do I keep embarrassing myself around Ethan? It was like my body had its own plans every time he was near. I rolled onto my side, trying to distract myself, when my eyes landed on the file I’d been planning to show him. The paper stared back at me like it was daring me to make a decision. Should I give it to him now? I wondered. Or maybe… just forget about it? No… it’s important. I have to. I grabbed the file and walked out of my room. When I reached Ethan’s door, my heart was pounding. I hesitated for a moment, thinking whether to go in or not. I took a deep breath, then gave a light knock before stepping inside. “Come in,” his deep voice called. I pushed the door open and saw him, he was standing by the window again.Why is he always at the window? I wondered.He turned, a small smile tugging at his lips as he walked toward me. “I think you might want to see this,” I said,
Staying in the room wasn’t helping. Ava sighed as her stomach growled for the second time. "I need to eat because I’m starving right now," she muttered, heading to the door. She cracked it open and peeked through, looking for any sign of Ethan. The hallway was quiet. “Good,” she whispered to herself. After embarrassing herself this morning, facing Ethan felt like the worst idea. She slipped out of her room and quietly made her way to the kitchen. The aroma of food hit her as soon as she entered, making her stomach growl even louder. She spotted a tray of food neatly covered on the counter. “Thank God for the cook,” she whispered gratefully as she sat down and uncovered the food. She picked up her fork and began devouring her meal, letting out a contented sigh. She was halfway through her food when Ethan walked into the kitchen. She froze in place, her fork hovering mid-air. “You finally decided to come out, huh?” Ethan said casually as he strolled to the fridge. Ava’s eye
Ava's POV "You taste so good, princess," Ethan said, as he slipped his tongue inside me. "Fuck... yes," moans slipping out of my mouth with each swipe of his tongue. My hips spasm as I let out shuddering breaths, and Ethan's arms flex as he holds me down Ethan looked up and gave me a silly smile. "What do you want, princess?" he asked. "I... I... I want you," I murmured. "I can't hear you," Ethan said. "I WANT YOU!" I shouted. I woke up with a start, my alarm blaring in my ears.My heart was racing, and my body felt hot all over. Damn it, it was a dream. A very naughty dream about Ethan. Ever since that party, I’ve been feeling weird. My thoughts keep wandering to him, and my body seems to have a mind of its own. This isn’t normal. I sat up, groaning as I felt the wetness between my legs. “Seriously, Ava?” I muttered, embarrassed at myself. That stupid dream had me losing control. Without wasting time, I rushed to the bathroom, hoping a long, warm shower would fix thi
I stepped out of the office, but before I could move, I heard footsteps coming. My feet froze. I couldn’t move. My body felt heavy. What was I thinking? I’m going to get caught! I tried to turn back, to hide, but it was too late. “What are you doing?” My heart stopped for a second until I saw who it was. “Ethan!” I whispered, my voice full of relief. “You scared me.” “How did you know I’d be here?” I asked, my voice shaky. He looked at me with concern. “How did I know you’d be here?” he repeated my question like it was obvious. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” “I thought you were going to the security room to check the footage from that day,” he added, giving me a questioning look. I opened my mouth to explain, but I stuttered. “I... I went to check the CCTV. But it’s not there. The cameras are gone.” Ethan sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. “Grace is too smart to leave any evidence behind. The footage isn’t going to be on those cameras anymore.