EMMA*The car ride felt silent and heavy, and even though I knew he deeply opposed it, Rowan reluctantly drove me back to my apartment. Layla also told me that, as a bonus, she was going to pay for my tuition for the last year. And no matter how I tried to reject it, she insisted on it till I reluctantly agreed. I was eternally grateful, but I knew she was doing all this for a price, and that was the child in my belly. “I’m giving you not less than ten minutes to pack your bags,” he instructed. He didn’t even look at me; I didn’t say anything, but Rowan knew I understood. God, I wanted to slam that freaking car door right in his face. He was so arrogant. I walked up the steps, and that was when I realized I had kept my phone silent the whole day. I opened it to see text messages and calls from Amy. I rushed to check my bag, fishing out my keys in a hurry. I didn’t know if he was bluffing or if he was going to come to find me, so I was going to be fast. I opened the door, turned on t
Emma had tousled and turned in the bed all night because she was in a new environment and couldn’t sleep well. The first few seconds after she got up were almost humorous; her eyes bulged open when she didn’t recognize her surroundings, but she calmed down as soon as she did.She turned over to the clock on her bedside table to see that it was 6 a.m. in the morning; she had a class by eight, so she had some time to spare. She rolled out of bed with a tousled bedhead; then taking a rubber, to tie her hair up in a messy bun before she made her way out of the room. She gave a peek through her door to see if Rowan was already out; she would rather not meet him first in the morning, but her stomach was in desperate need of food. She trudged into the hallway and to the kitchen, which looked like it was hardly used. She was surprised with how spotless it looked, but thankfully there were fresh fruits in a basket and a coffee machine that seemed like it worked. Emma had turned to the cabinet
EMMA**“That bastard really has the nerves!” Amy huffed out as she paced around the pavement. Paxton had already walked away for his own safety the moment he say Amy approaching us, knowing how crazy defensive my friend was. She must have done something when I told her he cheated on me with a campus floozy. “He should thank his stars that he ran away! I should have done something worse than scratching his cars with my keys,” she muttered.“Oh my God, Amy, so that was what you did; no wonder you didn’t want to tell me!” I voiced out to her; she didn’t look fazed; she shrugged her shoulders instead, looking proud of what she did to Paxton as payback.“He deserved it, if that jerk comes by again you need to tell me, ok?” she warns me and I nod in agreement. “Should we go in?” She asked, pointing to the cafeteria, but I couldn’t take my chances. God knows I would puke if I got any whiff of fish or any other seafood smell that affected me.“Let’s go to the corner cafe instead,” I insisted
****They had both left the café and gone to visit Emma’s mother in the hospital after that, finally getting good news after so long. She was told that surgery had been set and would happen in the coming week. Emma was elated and grateful to hear that. She bid Amy goodbye before taking a cab back to Rowan’s penthouse apartments. She slipped the black card into the hidden port in the elevator that took her straight to the last floor. She entered inside expecting to be alone but got the shock of her life when someone rose from the counter and said, “Hello, ma'am.” “Oh my god!” Emma shrieked, with her hands quickly clutched to her chest to calm her frantic beating heart. “Oh, my, I didn’t mean to scare you, dear. I’m Rosita, the maid”. The older woman explained immediately. She was a middle-aged woman who looked like she was in her fifties, and she had a small, notable Latino accent, as she was small in stature with grey lined dark hair and kind brown eyes.“Hi, my name is Emma smith.
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
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