EMMA**I woke up in the morning with the sun filtering into my room, feeling a bit better today with no active morning sickness. I took a quick shower before I got dressed. I wore a pastel grey turtleneck sweater and a dark blue jean, paired it with Chelsea boots, and let my curls free, pushing them to rest sideways. I checked the time to see it was almost 8 am, I had classes, and thankfully the time I was told to report to the professor’s office was by noon, but I had to make a quick stop at the hospital to check on my mom, and to have a quick checkup on the baby’s health, it was Rowans mom that made it a rule and a requirement to have the baby’s health checked at least once every week.I rushed out of my room and was not expecting the sight before me. It was Rowan, wet, and dripping with water. My breath hitched as my eyes roved over his abs that water rolled down from. He hadn’t noticed me yet since the towel he was using to dry off his hair that covered his face.I let out a coug
*ROWAN**In just a week, I felt I had gone crazy. I tried so hard to avoid her, but she was persistent in trying to be friendly with me; it made me annoyed and, all the more, made something in me crave it. There were some times I would catch myself staring at her when she wasn’t looking, but I had to fight the urge not to give in, Not to care.Most times we hardly met in the morning after that encounter, and I like it that way; it would make me care less the moment she was gone from my life. A part of me wanted that child to be mine. Who would have thoughtI dressed up in one of my many suits and walked out the door to my underground parking lot. I rode out and into the morning traffic in New York. I was stressed enough as it is, and it was daunting at times.The realization dawned on me that she was really trouble one morning when I woke up with a hard cock, and the last face on my mind was Emma’s luscious lips around it. After that morning, I saw her licking up the juices from the a
*EMMA**I just knew something was out to get me. I mean, how could someone have such rotten luck?, and that unlucky someone is me? I was gobsmacked when I saw Rowan in the elevator. The words that his friend Keith was saying sounded like gibberish to me; I didn’t hear any of them as my mind went blank. His dark stare, which sized me up from head to toe was pretty intimidating. I felt like I couldn’t breathe, but I felt an inner heat inside me from his heated gaze, and a part of me became hot with a brewing want. Call me stupid, but as much as he irked me, I couldn’t stop the unwavering pull of desire towards him.I cut off eye contact with him, looking for any other way out. I saw a narrow escape when the elevator doors were about to close, and I took it, and I thank God that he didn’t pull or call me back for an explanation. I would explain it to him at home.But god, he must be thinking about so many things; I’m sure he's even making up a scenario in his head that I may have plann
The moment the towel fell from Emma’s frame, the both of them knew that no one could stop this shimmering heat that had been waiting to erupt from them; who cares if they had a parental spat to argue with?Right now, they were filled with lust and heat from one another; all those awkward glances and greetings shared all led to this very moment: Rowan’s hands dipped down to her perfectly cinched waist, feeling Emma’s naked skin.No alcohol, no dark rooms, drugs, or hallucinations to hide over this; they were doing this, and he couldn’t care less, as he was already convinced the baby wasn’t his, so he might as well fuck her senseless since he had the time, and God was she glorious. Her milky skin was more savory and sweet than he imagined or could ever imagine. His large hands reached down to grip her ass, pressing the soft flesh that let out a moan from Emma. “Ahh, fuck! Rowan,” Emma mustered, preening into his touch as he wildly searched for her mouth, giving her ass a light smack tha
~EMMA~It was Thursday already, and a few days had passed since I had sex with Rowan in the living room.and I should have expected that he went back to giving me cold shoulders. We met briefly in the kitchen after I got dressed up for school. He came into the kitchen with his dominant swagger in each step. I had to look away and concentrate on the bacon I was using. We haven’t spoken about it, and I was too reluctant to bring it up, but I had to try. “Good morning,” I started. He gave me a sideways look before he came closer. My ears quipped up when I heard his reply. It was quiet, but I heard it. “Morning Emma,” his raspy voice drawled out to me, and his brow raised in surprise.I started, “I made bacon and eggs; I know you may not want to.““—That’s fine; I’ll eat it,” he called, giving me the utmost shock from his reply. My eyes followed his frame till he settled on a kitchen stool. I was too stunned to speak, squeaking out an “ok” before I moved to the pan of bacon eggs and saus
~EMMA~Raya was a sweetheart and understood that I needed to go since it was an emergency. She offered to give me a ride, and it was one I didn’t take for granted.I entered the car with a grateful heart as she sped to the hospital, giving her a quick thank you before I slammed the door and ran into the Saint Browns hospital. My heart was already in my throat; I felt like I was being thrown underwater; I couldn’t breathe; and my only thought was my mother. I just hoped she was alright. God, why am I always far away when something happens to her?I finally reached her wing to see that her room had been emptied. The nurse on duty informed me that she had been taken to the neurodepartment. "Please be ok, please be ok.”I muttered as I reached the emergency surgery ward. They were still in surgery, and I couldn’t stop the tears that ran from my eyes. Yes, they were finally doing the surgery to help my mom, but I was so scared. What if the time I wasted looking for the money had affected
Rowan’s family’s private doctor arrived at the house in a few minutes, coming with a few medical kits to test Emma, as Rowan had called in a frantic emergency. Rowan paced up and down, waiting till the elevator opened to reveal his family doctor, who had come on such short notice. “Doctor Francis,” he called as he marched to him in haste. He led him to Emma’s room, where she lay on the bed, unconscious and sick.Even though he was calm now, Rowan’s mind still cringed from the memory of him talking to her a few minutes ago, and the next thing she was unconscious, “Tell me, what’s the wrong doctor?” He asked quietly. “She had been under a lot of stress without sleep or proper nutrition. I would like to see her get well rested, but do not worry; the baby isn’t affected but she does need rest.”Rowan should feel pissed about why he felt concerned for work and a child that may not be his, but he couldn’t bring himself to not care at this moment. “Thank you, doctor.” He told the man earn
ROWAN•I couldn’t help glare at the phone, still seething from the message that popped up, it feels like dark a part of my mind wanted to delete the message, and I would have never seen that shit. Now I was pissed off, and the black coffee I enjoyed tasted more bitter and tasteless than it should. It didn’t take long before I heard the Christmas room door open, and she came back to the kitchen with the tablets. “Sorry about that,” she uttered.She went to the fridge to grab for a bottle of water before she took the vitamins. Yes, my eyes may have shamelessly looked at her body more than I should have. I enjoyed three seconds of it before the message popped into my head again. She had a boyfriend all this time, damn it. It can only mean he may be in on it. And they were trying to play me.I heard the chair shift as Emma sat right down and sipped on her coffee. Her eyes traveled to her phone when she too noticed a notification on the screen. “The hell,” she whispered, a frown etched
EPILOGUERowan never knew happiness could be so beautiful; he made sure to shout to the world that Emma and Ryan were his.The moment his mom Layla found out about their rekindled relationship, she was happy for them, and she was all the more glad they settled their differences and finally chose happiness.But even more, she was happy for them to find each other. As the days passed, Rowan was relentless with his joy.Everyone in the park found out about them, and Rowan was more than proud to show that Emma was his.Even though Emma was shy from attention in the beginning, she got used to it because she knew Rowan wouldn’t stop; she had unleashed a beast who never wanted to stop showing love for her.But he also made sure her relationship didn’t affect how hard she worked; she wanted them to see that her being with the president of the King's Corps would not stop her from working.In no time, she was promoted to assistant manager of the planning division after a little over six months o
It still felt surreal to Rowan.He didn’t want to let go of Emma as they kissed; he didn’t expect her to come back, and he wouldn’t have blamed her.Not that he was an asshole to her, but the moment she left with Eric was an eye-opening experience for him as he walked back to his house. His body was weak, his mind was exhausted, and all he wanted to do was drink.He opened a new bottle of wine, taking it straight from the bottle and sowing it into his system.But he couldn’t feel an ounce of it; he was still wide awake, and it felt like hell and torture for him. He was only left with his regrets and dark thoughts. He imagined Eric getting on one knee and proposing; he imagined his son calling Eric dad and them becoming a new family."I'm so sorry, Emma. I regret everything. I regret it all. I'm sorry,” he mutters as he stays in the dark cover of the room, leaning on a wall with his clothes closed. Who would have thought the billionaire extraordinaire had been torn to pieces? He had
"You freaking live here?"Eric calls, his confusion slowly turning to anger as he looks at Emma, who knew she couldn’t lie, and there was no way out of this, he found out."Yeah, I do; that isn’t your problem either, so get lost.""She told you to let go of her, didn’t she? Now you use your money, wealth, and power to stalk her and make her feel uncomfortable?” He snarled, and Eric then rushed over to push Rowan away from Emma, pinning him against the wall. "Haven't you had enough? Haven’t you harassed her enough, you bastard? You’re making life hard enough for her, and now you move close to her to torment her?""Eric, leave him alone; it isn’t like that!”“From what I’m seeing, it’s very much like that, Emma,” he says before he turns back to Rowan. “Leave her alone." He warned."She hasn’t told me to do that, so why should I listen to you?" Rowan rages as he raises his hand, pulling it into a fist and ready to attack Eric, before Emma comes in between them both."I told you to stop!”
"Eric," Rowan says as he looks to Keith, who was as surprised as him, especially since the client wanted everything to be discreet."Mr. Rowan,” Eric called, moving forward to offer a handshake, knowing Rowan couldn’t refuse, especially since the whole room was full of his employees and Eric’s associates.They had to be professional.And even as Rowan tried to concentrate on the meeting, his eyes were still on Eric, who looked smug. Most times he had seen Eric in casual wear, and when he said they had a chain of stores, he paid no mind to it.But even right now, Rowan King couldn’t help but feel intimidated; this man was also rich and ready to take Emma as his, and he even loved her kid too. He tapped on the table.He didn’t hear Keith call him until he was asked, “What do you think about this president?” Keith says with a raised brow and his eyes narrow at his friend, telling him to focus on this project right now.Rowan wanted so much to be leery and say no to this deal, but he knew
Eric?”Emma calls, and Eric smiles at her before he walks forward. “Hey, Emma,” he whispers, putting her on a high, and Emma relishes in the relief that comes with it.He lets go momentarily as she bends down to where Ryan is shopping excitedly. "Hi, Uncle Eric!” He squeals, and Eric picks him up."Look at how you’ve grown in just a little over a month. Dang!” He says this, and Ryan laughs, hugging him."We missed you!"“I did; I missed you guys,” he says, looking deeply into Emma’s eyes. I could see his emotions and see he hadn’t forgotten about his promise or the kiss."Well, come on in!” She opens the door for Eric to take Ryan in as she looks back at Rowan’s house, especially at the fact that Eric had no clue about it. Hell, how was she going to bring it up?"Um, when did you arrive?" She was shut up with a peck on the cheek, or maybe she shouldn’t tell him. She thought.She watches him drop. Ryan, who quickly goes to drop his toys that Layla had given him, says, "Like an hour ago
Emma's pleasure was immense; this time she wasn’t drunk and relived all the pleasure, and their skin merged as one.She let Rowan take her from the entrance of the house to the couch; their naked skins slapped against each other, and her sex ached for more from him.They changed positions until they ended up inside his room, giving each other the last climax of the night before Emma fell on him, her body limp and weak from rising. Rowan kissed her, watching her as her breath calmed and watching her until she slept."God, Emma, only you can be this crazy for you, and I want you so much. I love you, and I hope you can fully trust and forgive me soon,” he mutters, watching her chest rise and fall as she sleeps and until his eyes become drowsy and he falls asleep.They slept for many hours, and this time when Emma woke up, she didn't. She stretched up, quickly shooting up from the bed, but there was no one beside her.She wondered if she hallucinated last night, but this was her bed or he
“What do you think, Emma?” Layla asked as she gazed at Ryan, who was pleading with puppy eyes, if he wanted to stay with Layla.“Can I go with grandma, please, mama?” He asked Emma, and she could see nothing wrong with the request, especially since it was just one day."I'll make sure to bring him in on Sunday,” Layla said, and Emma could see that she wanted bonding time with her grandson.“Don’t worry about it, Layla; I’ll come by on Sunday to visit and take him,” she said to Layla, and she could see the relief that she was safe and the happiness on Ryan’s face.“Alright, then since the event is pretty much done, we will be going. Ryan, we are going to have so much fun at our sleepover today.""I can’t wait for grandma; bye Mama, bye Papa!” Ryan waved as he and Layla went into the car. That made Emma aware of what she had done; she was not alone with the subject of her very much erotic dream."Well, that was surprising. Shall we go too?” He said this to Emma, who tried not to fiinch,f
Before Emma knew it, she was taken to her room and pampered and powdered up by Raya, who was more than excited to help, even though she was nursing a hangover.Layla had chosen a casual yet soft look: a pastel purple gown reaching her mid-thigh, her hair left to curl around her shoulder, and white sandal heels that matched her bag. She couldn’t thank Raya and Amy enough.Especially when she saw how handsome her son was in a dark blue top and black pants. He looked at her and exclaimed, "Mama, you look so pretty." Ryan squealed excitedly."So do you, baby; you’re so handsome," she called to him. Her phone then buzzed, and it was Rowan telling her he would be there in a few minutes. Her belly churned with excitement but also with nerves.She was going out with the man who she had a sex dream about; yes, they had slept together before, but Emma couldn’t help but feel like she had committed a crime about it. “..Emma!” Amy called, breaking her thoughts and getting her attention back as she
“Deeper,” Emma moaned as she felt Rowan’s tongue against her skin, lapping at her core, and it delved in, making her moan out loud.“Fuck, ugh!” She moaned in pleasure , as Rowan held her legs apart, she clutched on to his head and felt his hot breath against her aching sex.His hands then traveled up her waist, causing Emma to shudder as he pulled her closer, their lips meshing back together passionately, leaving her breathless.“Rowan,” Emma moaned as she felt his hand grab her ass, his lips tracing from her mouth to her cheeks, kissing the nape of her neck before biting down hard."You're so sexy for me and ready for me," Rowan moaned in her ear, and Emma’s body responded to him. “I want you to turn around for me and present your ass to me, love,” he whispered in her ear as Emma turned around.But as she lay there, waiting for his touch and his cock to penetrate her, she roused herself, feeling the anticipation build and her breath catch.She felt the warmth on her back and his hot