CHAPTER 5
Ryan wasn't exactly sure why he was angry or who he was angry at. Was it the reporters or whoever the man is that was spotted with Amelia or at himself for being so angry.He was home and had been following stories and articles on him since the press interview. What he kept finding over the past week shook him more than a little bit. There was almost entirely nothing on the company case except for the possibility of him serving jail time. Most of the articles were on his marital status, his divorce and more importantly the man Amelia seems to have been spotted with on a date along with a couple other sightings. He sat in his room with a glass of whiskey in his hand staring out the window. He did not know exactly what was going on or what to do about it but he was certain he was angry. His mom still hadn't gotten hold of Mr Clancy. D lookespite his interview, Harkland and the rest of the board were still on his neck, and now this.They were divorced for almost half a year, but it felt like she was cheating. He hadn't really dealt with the divorce. He just immersed himself in his job so hard for this past six months to distract himself from his emotions. But now all his feelings were overloading on him and was threatening to break through his usually expressionless mask he has always had.This should be the least of his problems but it just seems to bother him the most. Maybe he could call her. What would he say though?, that she should stop dating the guy. Were they even dating? They should be if they were spotted so many times together. If it was an old friend of her's, he would know. Even if they were dating, what right did he have to say anything about it?He poured more whiskey into his glass. At this point he might as well look for answers at the bottom of the bottle***Amelia got there on time, this time.Lately she had been showing up late to pick up her kids. She had a fashion show on her hands in a couple days. She has had so much to do. Even as she had promised herself that the kids would come first, she had been slipping up a lot lately. They've missed one ice cream day already and it seems they were about to miss another."Hey Joey, June, Danny, how was school?"Joey and June both murmured something inaudibly about ice cream. Danny, as always, was quiet.Amelia could see how much things had changed and it hurt her. She wasn't sure how to balance it all but she would have to try before she become one of those parents who were alien to their kid. That last thought made her think of Ryan ever so slightly. She threw away the thought as quickly as it came.As they all came down the steps of the middle school entrance, the kids suddenly broke out into a run towards the road. Amelia was about to scream when she noticed what, or rather who, they were running to. Ryan stood there in a black three piece suit and sunglasses with open arms to receive his kids. Amelia hurried to join them."The kids visit isn't due till next week."Ryan had Danny on his shoulder." I know. I just came to see If I could join them for ice cream day."The kids, mostly June and Joey, screamed in delight. Amelia did not share their enthusiasm. She had to be at the fashion home three minutes ago. "We aren't going to get ice cream today, you know that kids. Mommy has work." The twins enthusiasm died almost instantly."Dad could take us." Danny said, almost completely inaudibly."No Danny""Why not?" Ryan quickly chimed in, "we'd get ice cream and I'd get them back to the fashion home and your assistant could take them home or something."Amelia did not like the plan. But she had to go and she couldn't say no to them especially with such a full proof plan. Besides she had deprived them of a lot lately since she wasn't always around."An hour. Get them back to the fashion home by 3:30."Ryan smiled and the kids squealed. Ryan put Danny down and ushered the rest of the kids into his car.Amelia made to rush to her car when Ryan stopped her."Hold up.""Ryan I don't have a lot of time""I can imagine. The fashion seems to be booming. You know if you need any help...""I'm okay. I've got it all covered ""I'm sure you do, especially since you seem to already have help.""Ryan I really don't have enough time to talk much. If there's something you'd wanna say, just say it.""I've noticed you've gotten back into the dating market again."He noticed Amelia's countenance change with that last statement like from a slightly cloudy day to an imminent storm."What I mean is, don't u think it's too early to start dating, you know with the kids and all..."Amelia chuckled quite scornfully"Oh I see what you're doing here. My life is no longer any of your business Ryan. Get over yourself!"Ryan felt like he was stabbed right in the heart.His face almost contorted with pain. But he kept up the little smug smile he always sported."3:30 Ryan. Don't be late." Amelia finished with a note of finality and stormed to her car. She couldn't help but feel a little bit at least, like she was cheating on him. Besides it didn't matter. Tom and her weren't dating, at least not yet.As she got into her car and drove away, she noticed through her rearview mirror that Ryan stood there and watched her till she disappeared into downtown traffic.Chapter SixAmelia couldn't help but wonder why he kept gazing at her. Was it possible that he still harbored feelings for her? Her mind races with possibilities, but she quickly dismisses the thought, convincing herself that it is impossible.She drove off to her workplace, where she met Tom. He was already waiting for her, and her workers had already given him a seat and a drink.She has always told them to welcome anybody looking for her, provided that she's not around."Where did you go?" He asked her immediately as she dropped off her car."I went to take my children," she replied sharply."And where are they?" He checked around and could not see any of them.She didn't reply to him and she stepped forward...."Don't I deserve a reply?"As their eyes met, a silent message passed between them. In that moment, she could feel the depth of his emotions, she knew he loved her more than anything. But at the same time, She couldn't help but feel guilty for not reciprocating his feelings
Chapter Seven Amelia smiled to herself as she walked home, reveling in the joy of her evening out. But as the cool night air brushed against her skin, she felt a familiar pang of longing. Was it love that she felt for Tom, or something else? The thought of falling in love so soon after her marriage's end seemed impossible, yet she couldn't deny the warmth that bloomed in her chest whenever he crossed her mind.As Ryan snuggled into bed, his eyelids heavy with exhaustion, the gentle patter of tiny feet approached his door. "June, Joey, I thought you two were sleeping,' he mumbled, his voice hoarse with sleep. 'What's going on, sweeties? Are you okay?""Daddy, we are fine, but there's something we like to discuss with you."Ryan, who was curious about what they had to say, sat down comfortably to listen. Seeing the seriousness of the situation, he straightened up and gave them his full attention."Go on, my beautiful daughters.""Daddy, why are you and Mummy not living together? We mi
As the girls walked back to their room, Ryan slumped into bed, his mind swirling with the weight of the situation. He knew he needed to be strong for them, but inside, he felt like he was falling apart.As Ryan stared at the ceiling, the quietness of the house seemed to amplify his thoughts, and the idea of his mother meddling with the children's minds added to the heaviness in his chest, making him feel like he was suffocating.As the hours ticked by, Ryan's mind wouldn't rest. He tossed and turned, the faint creaks of the house keeping rhythm with his restless mind. The words of his daughters echoed in his ears, and the pain in their voices haunting him.Ryan woke with a groggy head and a heavy heart. After a fitful night of tossing and turning, he reached for his phone as soon as his eyes opened. His mother's name appeared on the screen as he dialed, his mind still foggy with worry and exhaustion."Hello, mother," he said, and immediately she picked up the phone."My darling Ryan,
Ryan left work early to take his daughters to school, but he met their mother talking to them and Tom's car was parked before the school gate.Ryan walked inside the school to take them."Joey, June, Danny" Ryan called.They rushed to hug him, leaving their mother alone.Ryan kneeled down to embrace his children, doing his best to keep his emotions in check.Amelia was angry. They always prefer their father more than her, regardless of anything she does.She faked a smile and moved closer to them."Why are you here?" Ryan asked Amelia, and he continued, "ooh! You came here with him just to show off, right?""Whatever, I miss my kids; that is why I am here.""The same way I miss them while they are with you, definitely.""June, Joey, Danny, mummy loves you, see you later."Amelia's anger at her children's preference for their father, Ryan's protective stance towards his kids, and the subtle digs they exchange.Faking a smile, she waved to her children and left to meet Tom.Tom noticed
Ryan kept begging Amelia, but what was in Amelia's mind was that he never was begging her because he loves her but just to keep the image of the company.Ryan's pleas for forgiveness fell on deaf ears. Amelia sat accross from him, her expression stony and cold. She had seen through his charade, and knew that his apologies were not motivated by love, but by a need to save face for his company."Please, Amelia, you have to believe me when I say that I still love you, Amelia I love you. Our children are suffering, what we didn't face or experience, do not let these innocent children face it please."Amelia didn't respond, her silence only intensifying Ryan's pleas. She knew that his words rang hallow. He wasn't concerned for their children, but for the reputation of his company. She felt anger well up insider her, a fire burning in her heart."I don't believe you" She said finally, her voice like ice. "I know who you are, Alexander. You are selfish, manipulative man who only cares about
Ryan and Amelia were the only ones left in the large living room, the slow tick of the clock bearing as the only audible presence in the large space. They locked eyes as their gazes penetrated deep into each other as if communicating silently."Ryan," Amelia whispered, moving close to him, cheeks flushed and eyes filled with desire."I miss you, honey," Ryan confessed, taking up the opportunity. Oh how long he had waited for this moment!."I missed you too, Ryan," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I _- I should never have broken up with you," she said.Ryan was a little bit surprised by her words because he knew how proud and arrogant she could be at times. But he was not here to solve puzzles. He wanted to make the most out of the opportunity.Without saying a word, he held her little face in his, and before she could even blink, his lips pressed into hers. Ryan thought she smelled of lavender and tasted like honey. His hot tongue delved into her mouth, exploring its insid
"Amelia, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's focus on the things that matter," Ryan said, his voice a little bit low as he sounded pitiful.Amelia narrowed her eyes on him then said, "And what are the things that matter the most?" She asked as she placed her hands on her waist."Us, Amelia. Let's forget everything and focus on ourselves," he suggested, his voice a little bit husky.Amelia bit her lower lip as she contemplated for a while, her eyes searching his own for the littlest bit of sincerity. His gaze looked hopeful, his eyes mirrored her reflection, she was at a crossroad whether to let him in again or not forgive him."Ryan._-" she called out but was cut short as Ryan's lips crashed hers, gently sucking and nibbling her lips before sliding his tongue into her mouth."Hmm," a soft moan escaped her lips as Ryan's hands entered into her blouse."We _- we should stop," she said, breaking away from the kiss."You want this Amelia. Stop depriving yourself of it," Ryan said befo
There was no time to sulk anymore, so she dressed up, took her things and stormed out of his house. The day had broken and it was already 7:00 am in the morning. Her white Porsche car cruised slowly along the highway as her mind swirled through different things, feeling a mix of different emotion. Her mind wandered to how she and Ryan first started their love story, how they grew to love each other, how they couldn't live without each other, then his cheating scandals, the embarrassment, the pain, the mental breakdowns then finally giving birth to her kids and that was where she learnt forgiveness. She forgave him despite everything he had put her through for the sake of her children. And last night, she was about to forgive him again but this time, for the sake of herself. But all that were fantasies and it was time she awoke from her daydreams.She parked her car and got down but was shocked to see Tom standing far away at her entrance. She quickly recovered her stance and put on a
Ryan's POVThe safe house was eerily quiet, a contrast of the chaos and fear that had engulfed us just hours earlier. Amelia was resting on the couch, her exhaustion evident in the way her body sank into the couch. Her eyes were closed, but I could tell she wasn't sleeping. Her breathing was too shallow, and her body too tense. I wished I could take away her fear, but the truth was, I was just as scared. Not of what had happened, but of what was yet to come.I walked over to the small window and looked out into the dark night. The city was distant from us, it's light glowing from afar, far enough away that we were relatively safe, but close enough that we could feel it's pulse. My thoughts were racing, my mind kept replaying every detail of the last few hours, searching for any mistake, any sign we might have missed. We had to be ready for McQueen's next move. He wouldn't take Amelia's rescue lightly. If anything, it would make him more dangerous.I heard Amelia stir behind me and
Ryan's POV I stood in the middle of Amelia's wrecked room, my heart pounding loudly in my chest. The room that was once filled with her scent now felt cold and alien. Every detail before me screamed of the violence that had taken place_ her missing presence, the overturned sofa, the shattered lamp on the floor. But it was the torn curtain, hanging limply by the window, that sent shivers down my spine.I forced myself to focus, pulling out my phone from my pocket. My hands trembled as I dialed Jeffrey's number. The phone rang twice before he picked up."Jeffrey," I said, my voice sharp. "I need every resource we have in order to find Amelia. Now."Understood”Boss. We have already pulled traffic footage. A black SUV left the area about ten minutes before you arrived. We are tracing it now."My breath hitched. "Send me the coordinates. I'm going after them.""Boss," Jeffrey's voice carried a note of caution, "you need to be careful. This could be a setup.""I don't care," I snapped. "J
Ryan's POV Pushing back from the desk, I stood up, the chair scraping against the marble floor. My mind was already moving to the next step, trying to figure out how to salvage something from this mess.There had to be a way to regroup, to strike back before McQueen could tighten his grip. But first, I needed to know what had gone wrong. I needed to find out how he had known we were coming.My thoughts wandered to Amelia, the promise I had made to myself to protect her, to keep her safe from the dangers that surrounded my world. But how could I even do that when I couldn't even protect my team? The image of her face, the concern in her eyes as she told me to be careful, flashed through my mind. I had assured her that everything would be fine, that I had everything under control. Now that assurance felt like a cruel joke.As I paced up and down the room, the walls of the office seemed to close around me, the luxury and power that I had once comforted me now felt suffocating. My thoug
Ryan's POV The morning light filtered through the company's windows. Everywhere was quiet and still, the air thick with tension, almost like the calm before the storm. My arrival was met with the usual greetings, but today I was in no mood to answer them. My mind was somewhere else, caught between Tom and Amelia and the battle I had to face. I shook my head a little and pushed the thought of Amelia to the back of my head. I would deal with Tom later but for now, I needed to focus on McQueen and how to end his terror.As I made my way to the elevator, the familiar ding of it, I couldn't shake the feeling that today was going to be a turning point _ a day that could either mark my control or destroy everything I had worked for. The doors slid open, and I stepped inside, the space closing around me as I ascended to my office. Each floor that I passed reminded me of what laid ahead.With the doors opened again, I was greeted by the sleek, modern interior of my office. A haven of power d
Amelia's POV As the door slammed shut, the silence that followed was deafening. I stood frozen for a moment, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I tried to process what had just happened. The intensity of the confrontation left me shaken, my body trembling with a mix of fear, anger, and disbelief.I stumbled back to the window, my legs weak beneath mr. The room around me felt like it was closing in, the walls too close, and the air too thick. I pressed my forehead against the cool glass window, trying to calm myself, as I struggled to steady my breaths.Tears welled up in my eyes, but I blinked them back, refusing to let them fall. I had cried too much in the past and I wouldn't let myself break down again. Not after everything I had been through.But as I stood there alone, in the dimly lit room, the reality of my situation began to sink in. I had just thrown out the man who had been my partner for the last few years, the man I had thought would be my future. But now, in the stillne
AmeliaI stood by the window in my living room. My thoughts were all over the place. The room was silent with the wall clock bearing as the only means of sound. I hadn't intended to make any promises to Ryan, especially not when I was still in a relationship with Tom. But that night, when Ryan looked at me with those intense, pleading eyes and asked if I still loved him, all the careful strings of reason and caution I had built crumbled away. In that moment, all I wanted was to be wrapped in his arms again, to feel the comfort of his familiar embrace. I tried convincing myself it was merely a moment of weakness, but deep down, I knew it was much more.The last few weeks had been an emotional whirlwind. Tom, my understanding and reliable partner, had been away on a business trip. The space between us had given me too much time to think, to question the choices I had made and the life I had built with Tom. And then, there was Ryan, my ex-husband, who had showed up at my door at the mos
Ryan's POV The moments with Amelia had given me clarity I hadn't felt in weeks, but it also added another layer of responsibility. If anything went wrong, it wasn't just my life on the line_ it was hers too. The thought gnawed at me, almost shaking my resolve.I stepped out of the car, the cool night air biting into my skin as I made my way inside. The house was quiet, except for the faint ticking of the clock in the hallway. I moved through the dimly lit hallway, each step I took echoing in the emptiness, until I found myself in the children's room. They were all sound asleep,their breathing a sweet tune to my ears. I hadn't seen them much this week and I missed them very much. After tucking them in very well, I gave them light kisses on the forehead before leaving and making my way back to my study. The documents of Alexander McQueen lay spread out on the desk, a constant reminder of the battle I was about to wage on him. I stared at them, at the damning evidence that would brin
Ryan I sat in my study, the fading light now turned into darkness. The adrenaline from earlier had slowly started to subside, leaving behind a hollow ache in my chest. As much as I was focused on bringing Alexander McQueen down, my thoughts kept drifting to Amelia. I hadn't seen her in weeks until today, and now, in this moment of calm before the storm, I missed her more than ever.Amelia had always been my source of strength, the one person who always managed to pull me from the edge. Her warmth, her laughter, the way she could make me forget the weight of the world with just a simple look_ all of it felt so distant now. I wondered what she would think is she knew the lengths I was willing to go just to protect everything I had built. Would she understand, or would she see me as just another player in a dangerous game?I reached for my phone that was on the study table, my thumb punching in the familiar digits. But I stopped myself. What would I say? That I was about to mercilessly
Ryan Lydia's revelation left me reeling, but I knew I couldn't afford to show it. I kept my face expressionless, nodding slowly as I processed each information she revealed. "If Alexander is feeding Smith information, it means we are up against more than just a rogue detective. This is a calculated move."Lydia's expression hardened. "Exactly. McQueen has been playing the long game. I suspect he's not working alone. Someone with more resources might be backing him up."Amelia leaned in, her eyes wide with concern. "Ryan,this could mean the stakes are higher than we thought. If McQueen and Smith are working together, they could be building a case that could bring everything down."I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm. "We'll need to figure out who's backing McQueen and why. Lydia, can you dig deeper into his recent activities, see if he has had any unusual contacts or transactions?"Lydia nodded, already making notes. "I'll get on it immediately. But Ryan, be careful. If