Ava paced around her room, unable to sleep. glancing at the clock every few minutes. The thought of Ethan not being home yet gnawed at her, though she wasn’t sure why it bothered her so much. She tried to push the thoughts aside, telling herself he was probably fine, but it didn’t help. She was about to lie down when the sound of a car engine drifted through her open window. Rushing over, she peered outside and saw a car pulling up to the house. Her heart leaped, hoping it was Ethan. Ava quickly left her room, her footsteps light but hurried as she moved toward the stairs. She spotted Noah and Liam heading downstairs too and decided to follow them. At the front door, Mr. Collins, the elderly family driver, was helping Ethan, who was clearly drunk. Ethan could barely stand, his body slumping against the older man. "Is he… drunk?" Noah asked, his face etched with confusion. He glanced at Liam, looking for answers. "He never gets drunk. What the hell happened?" Noah and Liam rushe
Ava had been avoiding Ethan all morning. The awkwardness from the night before weighed heavily on her. Every time she thought about waking up in his bed, wrapped in his arms, her cheeks burned with embarrassment. She dressed for work quickly, hoping to slip out of the house unnoticed. But as she reached the dining room, she froze. Ethan, Noah, and Liam were all seated at the table, enjoying breakfast like it was any other day. Ava paused, debating whether she could slip away unnoticed. She took a small step backward, ready to make her escape, but Noah’s voice cut through the air, stopping her in her tracks. "How was your night, cupcake?" he asked, his tone dripping with amusement. His eyes darted to Ethan for a second before landing back on her. Ava swallowed, her back still turned to them. "It was… fine. I slept well," she muttered, feeling her face heat up again. "You meant it was niceeeee…," he teased, dragging out the word for effect, a mischievous grin spreading across hi
Ava stood at the grand entrance of the hotel, taking a deep breath as she straightened her blazer. The guests had started arriving, and she wanted everything to go perfectly. She knew that good reviews from VIPs would boost the hotel’s profile and, ultimately, its success. Beside her, Gabe stood with a warm smile, ready to assist with the check-ins, while a line of staff prepared to handle the luggage.Out of the twenty expected guests, nineteen had already arrived and been taken to their suites. Ava tried not to seem anxious, but she couldn't help glancing towards the door every now and then, hoping the final guest would arrive soon.Just when she was about to give up and return to her office, she heard laughter. Ethan walked in, accompanied by another man, who seemed to be around Ethan’s age, playfully grabbing Ethan’s shoulder, laughing at something he’d said.Ava straightened up, forcing a smile as they approached. Ethan’s presence always had a way of throwing her off balance.“We
Ava walked down the stairs, her black gown fitting her like a glove. The fabric clung to her curves in all the right places, making it seem as though the dress had been custom-made just for her. Ethan stood at the bottom of the staircase, his eyes glued to her. He didn’t try to hide it, either. His gaze moved over her body slowly, lingering on each curve as though he were trying to memorize every inch of her. Ava could feel the heat of his stare, and for a moment, it was as if they were the only two people in the world.Noah stepped out of his room at that moment and gasped dramatically, his mouth falling open. "Is that really you, cupcake?" he exclaimed, rushing toward her. "Can I take you to the gala myself?" he teased, offering his arm to help her down the last step.Ava smiled at him, but her eyes quickly darted back to Ethan. He hadn’t moved. He just kept looking at her, his expression unreadable but intense. There was something about his gaze that made her feel like she was the
Grace! Ava panicked. Grace appeared, her presence immediately unsettling. She gave Sophie a light kiss on both cheeks before turning her attention to Ava. “And who is this?” Grace asked, her eyes narrowing as they flicked over Ava, inspecting her with a thin smile. "This is Emily," Sophie replied, her voice a bit shaky. "She’s Mr. Wilson’s business partner." Ava felt paralyzed. Her breath hitched as the glass of wine in her hand trembled. Grace’s eyes felt like they could see right through her. The heat rising in her face only made her more anxious, and just when she thought she might drop the glass, a familiar hand slipped around her waist. Ethan. His touch was firm, steadying her and making the world around them disappear for a brief moment. “Mrs. Brooks,” Ethan greeted coolly, his tone professional and distant. Grace’s smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Mr. Wilson, Thank you for helping the company the other day,” her eyes darting between Ethan and Ava clearly unsettled.
Ava lay on her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. The image of Ethan and Victoria together from the night before was burned into her mind. She had seen them—standing close, their bodies pressed together as they spoke in hushed tones. Victoria’s hand had been wrapped around his neck, Ava was certain they were making out when she saw them. caught her eyes from across the room. Her chest tightened at the memory, and a rush of jealousy she didn’t want to admit to herself surged through her. "Does Ethan still like her?" Ava wondered, her chest tightening at the thought. "Not that it's any of my business," she muttered aloud with a forced laugh, trying to push the unsettling feelings away. She couldn’t help it; Ethan had always been there for her—steady, reliable, always showing up when she least expected him but most needed him. So why did it hurt seeing him with Victoria? Ava sat up, running her hands through her hair. She stood and moved over to the window, pulling the curtai
Alex leaned back, flashing Ethan a mischievous grin. “Why don’t we head to your yacht? I heard you bought a new one. It’s been ages since we had fun together.”Ava’s heart raced. “Yeah, sure,” she managed, feeling nervous. “I haven’t been on one since I was a teenager.”Ethan remained quiet, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "Ethan’s always loved the ocean, you know," Alex said, a nostalgic smile tugging at his lips. "Back when we were teens, we used to go out there all the time… until he disappeared."“Disappeared?” Ava repeated, glancing at Ethan. He didn’t respond.As they neared the marina, Alex rolled down the window, inhaling deeply. "Ah, the smell of the water. I’ve missed this."Just then, Gabe appeared with two unfamiliar faces beside him, walking up to their car as they parked. "Mr. Wilson," Gabe said, nodding toward Ethan. "I didn’t expect to see you here."Ethan’s gaze flicked to Gabe, his expression unreadable. "Mr Connor," he greeted coolly.Gabe’s eyes shifted to Ava,
Sophie leaned in close, whispering into Ava's ear. "I heard you and my husband are close at the office. Let’s keep it professional, okay?" She smiled sweetly, but her words felt sharp. Sophie then placed her hand on Ava’s shoulder, pretending to fix a wrinkle on her blouse.Ava barely heard her. She was gripping the yacht’s railing so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her fear of the water was overpowering her ability to respond, and Sophie's words barely registered.Just as Sophie stepped back, Ava thought she might have a chance to move away, but Sophie’s hand shot out, shoving her hard. Ava instinctively grabbed Sophie’s arm as she tumbled, and both of them fell into the water.Screams filled the air as the models Sophie brought along started shouting. The men came running from inside the yacht. Ethan looked in the direction of the noise and saw Ava struggling in the water, while Sophie was already swimming back toward the yacht.Without thinking, Ethan jumped into the water. He s
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.