Then, without warningHe kissed her.Elena gasped as Ethan’s lips crashed against hers. It wasn’t soft or hesitant, it was raw, desperate, filled with unspoken words and unresolved tension. He kissed her like a man who had been fighting against this moment for too long and had finally lost the battle.She should have resisted. She should have shoved him away and screamed at him for keeping her trapped like a caged animal. But when his hands tangled in her hair, tilting her head back, all logic shattered.She melted into him.The kiss was punishing, demanding, and yet, God help her, it was exactly what she had craved.His hand slid down her back, pulling her flush against him, and she felt the rigid strength of his body, the tension coiled inside him like a tightly wound spring.Ethan was fire and fury, a storm that refused to be tamed, and right now, she was caught in the eye of it.A sound escaped her throat, part frustration, part surrender. She gripped his shirt, fisting the fabri
She crossed her arms over her chest, blocking the doorway. “What do you want?”Ethan took her in, her sharp brown eyes burning with fury, her shoulders tense, lips pressed into a thin line. Even in anger, she was breathtaking, but he barely had time to appreciate it before she moved to slam the door in his face.His hand shot out, catching it just in time. “Elena, wait.”Her laugh was bitter. “Wait? Like how you waited to actually believe me?”Ethan’s stomach twisted. “I was wrong.”She scoffed, stepping back, arms still folded defensively. “And what, you’re here now to make it all better? Because you suddenly realized you were wrong?”Ethan let out a breath. “I should have trusted you.”She tilted her head, her expression unreadable. “But you didn’t.”Silence hung between them, thick with unsaid words.“I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness,” Ethan admitted, his voice quieter now. “But I need you to know that I…”“You what? You never trusted me, Ethan. You said you could never tr
The man who spoke earlier leaned forward, his voice dripping with amusement. “Step down.”The room stilled.Ethan’s entire body went rigid. “Excuse me?”A different member spoke up. “We think it would be best if you temporarily stepped aside as CEO while we handle this matter.”Ethan let out a sharp breath, pressing his palms against the table. His patience was hanging by a thread. “You think I’m going to just do this because you think I should do it?”“It’s what’s best for the company,” another member said.Ethan’s knuckles turned white. He had built this company. Bled for it. And now they wanted him out?His gaze flickered to the man who spoke earlier, who looked far too pleased with himself.Ethan exhaled slowly, then leaned back. “Let me get this straight.” His voice was low, deliberate. “I built this company from the ground up. I own it. I turned it into a powerhouse. And now, because of some carefully leaked photos, you’re asking me to step down?”One of the board members hesi
Ethan exhaled, stepping closer. "Marry me."Elena’s head snapped up. A sharp laugh escaped her lips, full of disbelief. "Excuse me?""You heard me," Ethan said, his voice calm, and controlled. He needed her to see the logic."You’re out of your mind," she shot back, her fingers curling into fists."Think about it," he pressed on. "Everything started because of you. Your father is using you to get to me. You became my weak point. If you become my wife, he will lose his leverage. He can’t touch you anymore, and he sure as hell won’t be able to take down Calloway Corporation."Elena shook her head, taking a step back. "So that’s what this is? Some kind of power move? You want to use me as a shield?"Ethan’s eyes darkened. "It’s not just that.""Then what is it?" She challenged, her voice laced with anger.Silence stretched between them.He couldn’t say it. Not yet. Not when his entire world was hanging by a thread.Instead, he said, "Your father is not in any way different. I just need
She clenched her jaw. “You don’t get to tell me what I need to do. This is about my name, my life, reputation, future, and career. You want me to throw of these away?”His gaze darkened. “Then let me help you decide.” “You have nothing to lose if you agree with my arrangement. You can be sure of that. I will protect you and provide for you financially.”“What about emotions?” “Emotions don't come into play when my position is on the lifeline and my company in jeopardy” She glared at him for a few seconds before replying “Very well”In a swift motion, he pulled his phone from his pocket, tapped the screen, and held it up.The video played instantly. A news broadcast.“........ Yet another statement against Ethan Calloway, alleging that the Calloway Corporation is engaging in illegal financial activities…”Elena’s stomach twisted.The scene shifted to an older man, one of Calloway’s major shareholders. His face was red with anger as he spoke to the press. “If Ethan can’t handle this
"Are you out of your mind?" he barked at Ethan. Elena, reading the room excused them, and went out of the study and to the living room. She already expected something like this. Ethan doesn't trust her.Liam doesn't trust her as well.The feeling is mutual for her tooBut he needs her help. If it will help him stabilize his company. Liam, ensuring Elena was out of the study, leaned against Ethan's desk and whispered to him"You’re already in the news every other day, and now you’re marrying her?"Ethan leaned back against his desk, completely unfazed. "It’s part of my plan.""Your plan?" Liam scoffed, pacing. "Do you have any idea what this looks like? This isn’t just a tabloid scandal, Ethan. This is a corporate warzone.""I know exactly what it is," Ethan said coolly. "And I know what I’m doing."Liam let out a sharp laugh, running a hand through his dark blond hair. "Do you? Because from where I’m standing, it looks like you just walked into her father’s trap."Ethan tensed. "W
Elena shut the door behind her with more force than necessary. “You’re going to finish what you started.”Vincent arched a brow, his expression unreadable. “And what exactly did I start?”She let out a sharp breath, her hands clenching at her sides. “The rumor, Father. The disgusting lie you spread about Ethan and me. You thought you could ruin him, but all you did was back him into a corner. And now, he’s marrying me.”For a moment, he said nothing. He simply leaned back in his chair, fingers steepling together, studying her. Then, a short, humorless chuckle escaped his lips. “So that’s how he chose to handle it?”His lack of reaction fueled her anger. She took another step forward. “You thought the engagement was a lie? You thought you could play God with my life, but guess what? You don’t get to control this anymore. You will be at that wedding. You will walk me down that aisle, because this…” she gestured, showing him the engagement ring, her voice rising, “...this is your doin
“Do you, Ethan Calloway, take Elena Blake to be your lawfully wedded wife?”The world seemed to be still.Ethan Calloway, heir to a multi-billion-dollar empire, a man feared and respected in equal measure, did not hesitate.“I do.”His voice was firm, and controlled.Not a trace of warmth.Not a flicker of doubt.The weight of the moment pressed against Elena’s chest as the priest turned to her.“And do you, Elena Blake, take Ethan Calloway to be your lawfully wedded husband?”She swallowed.The room felt suffocating, the heat of a hundred stares digging into her skin, waiting for her to seal her fate.Elena lifted her gaze, locking onto Ethan’s.Those steel-gray eyes held nothing. No affection. No softness. Just quiet expectation, like he already knew her answer.Because she had no choice.“I do.”The words left her lips like a whisper of surrender.The priest gave a nod, as if satisfied, and gestured for the rings.A man in a crisp black suit stepped forward, presenting the velvet b
ONE YEAR LATERThe Calloway Private HospitalThe corridor outside the private maternity suite was bathed in soft golden light, the quiet hum of air conditioning the only sound breaking the stillness. Ethan Calloway paced the floor with restless energy, his gaze flickering between the closed doors and the clock on the wall. His sharp three-piece suit, though still impeccable, bore the signs of his agitation, his tie slightly loosened, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His usually composed demeanor was crumbling under the weight of anticipation.“Ethan, you need to sit down,” Liam Hayes said, leaning against the wall with an amused smirk. “You’re wearing a hole in the floor.”“I can’t,” Ethan muttered, running a hand through his hair. “What’s taking so long?”“It’s childbirth, man. Not a boardroom meeting,” Liam chuckled. “Relax.”Just then, the soft shuffle of approaching footsteps caught their attention. Clara entered the corridor, her own rounded belly pronounced beneath a fl
Elena nearly choked on her coffee. “Excuse me?”Ethan chuckled, clearly enjoying her reaction. “I meant what I said. Six months. No business, no interruptions. Just you and me, traveling the world.”Elena gaped at him. “Six months?”“Mm-hmm,” he confirmed, sipping his coffee like he hadn’t just dropped an insane proposal. “We’ll start here in the Maldives, then maybe head to Italy, Greece, Paris… anywhere you want.”Elena blinked. “Are you serious?”Ethan’s expression softened slightly as he set his cup down. “Elena, for years, our lives have been filled with chaos. We’ve been running, fighting, surviving. This is the first time we can actually just live.”Her chest tightened at his words. He was right. Their love had been forged in fire, tested by storms. Now, for the first time, they had the freedom to just be.She exhaled, shaking her head in disbelief. “I married a billionaire, didn’t I?”Ethan smirked. “Of course.”Elena laughed, shaking her head. “You really think we can disa
She tilted her head, her gaze locking onto his. The fire in his blue eyes sent a shiver down her spine, not of apprehension, but of absolute certainty.This was real.This was forever.The suite was bathed in soft, golden candlelight. The flickering flames cast shadows against the walls, creating an intimacy that wrapped around them like silk. Rose petals trailed from the entrance to the king-sized bed, their deep red hue a stark contrast against the crisp white sheets. A chilled bottle of champagne sat in a silver bucket near the bedside table, untouched. But there was no need for champagne. The intoxication was already there...in the way Ethan’s fingers slowly traced the curve of her back, in the way his lips hovered just inches from hers, promising, waiting.“You planned all this?” Elena whispered, her voice barely above a breath.Ethan smirked, that signature, devastating smirk that had once frustrated her, challenged her, consumed her. “You deserve everything, Elena,” he mur
Ethan’s lips curved into a smirk. “Only one. And I’m holding her right now.”The band transitioned into something slower, more sensual. The air between them thickened. Ethan pulled her closer, his breath warm against her ear.“You have no idea what you do to me, do you?” he murmured.Elena’s fingers tightened around his shoulder. “Maybe you should show me.”Ethan exhaled sharply, a dark chuckle escaping him. “Careful what you wish for, Mrs. Calloway.”The words sent a thrill through her. Mrs. Calloway. She was his. And yet, there was a part of her that still couldn’t believe it.A burst of laughter from a nearby table pulled them back to reality.At a round table draped in silk, Liam leaned back in his chair, swirling his glass of whiskey with a knowing smirk. Clara sat beside him, her emerald dress hugging her curves, her expression amused as she watched Ethan and Elena.“They look disgustingly in love,” Clara mused, taking a sip of her champagne.Liam chuckled. “Who knew the cold,
“It is time for your vows.”A hush fell over the crowd.Ethan inhaled sharply, his blue eyes locking onto hers.For the first time since she had met him, he looked…nervous.Not in the way most grooms were...there was no hesitation, no doubt. But there was weight behind his gaze as if the words he was about to say carried more significance than anything he had ever spoken before.Then, his voice came, steady but thick with emotion.“I spent my life chasing power, wealth, control.” He paused, exhaling slowly. “I built an empire from nothing. I was ruthless and strategic. I knew how to win. I thought that was all there was.”Elena’s breath hitched as his fingers tightened around hers.“But then I met you.” His voice dropped slightly, the rawness in it making her throat tighten. “And you showed me what it truly means to live.”The world disappeared.There was no sunset, no guests, no officiant standing between them.Just Ethan.Just the man who had once been her greatest mistake, then h
Liam barely contained his laughter. “Speak of the devil.”Ethan shot him a glare before running a hand through his thick, slightly disheveled hair. His chiseled jaw clenched, and his piercing blue eyes...usually calm and unreadable...were clouded with nervous energy.“Where’s Elena?” he asked, voice taut.“In her bridal suite,” Clara answered, flipping through her clipboard without looking up. “You’re not supposed to see her before the ceremony, so don’t even think about it.”Ethan let out a breath and muttered, “I wasn’t going to.”Liam smirked. “Liar.”Ethan ignored him and resumed his pacing. His mind was racing. It wasn’t cold feet...it was something deeper, something rawer. He had spent years building his empire, making high-stakes deals without breaking a sweat. And yet, standing here, on the precipice of marrying Elena...the woman who had unraveled him in ways he never expected...he felt a foreign sense of vulnerability creeping in.What if she changed her mind? What if she
“Running away already?”The deep timbre of his voice sent a familiar shiver down her spine.She didn’t turn. “Would you blame me if I was?”Ethan came to the scene, his warmth seeping into her. Dressed in black slacks and a white button-down, sleeves rolled up to his forearms, he looked every bit the man she had fallen for...confident, steady, devastatingly handsome.He wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Nervous? ‘Uncle, you are scaring my wife?” he added staring at his uncle Who just smiled and left. “Are you okay?” He asked Elena again with concern. She nodded, her fingers tightening around his wrists. “I don’t know if I can handle all of this attention. I'm not used to getting attention”Ethan pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. “We don’t have to do this tomorrow if you’re not ready.”Elena turned in his arms, searching his face. “I am ready,” she said softly. “I just don’t want to lose myself in t
But trust?Trust was a fragile thing. And even now, with Ethan, there was a part of her that flinched at the idea of giving someone else the power to hurt her.Her phone vibrated in her pocket, pulling her from her thoughts.Ethan.She hesitated before answering.“Elena.” His voice was sharp, and controlled, but she could hear the tension beneath it. “Where are you?”She turned a corner, glancing up at the towering glass windows of a familiar building.“I just needed fresh air,” she said softly. “I’ll be back soon.”A pause.“Elena,” he said, quieter this time. “Talk to me.”She swallowed hard, gripping the phone. “I will,” she promised. “Just… give me a little time.”Another silence.Then, finally, “Okay.”But she knew Ethan. He wasn’t the type to sit back and wait.And if he was looking for her, there was only one place he would never expect her to go.The cemetery.Where the past lay buried.***The cemetery loomed ahead, silent and vast. Fog clung to the damp earth, weaving throug
Ethan ran a hand through his hair, his frustration barely contained. “I don’t know. But I’m not going to sit back and hope nothing happens.”Liam studied him for a moment, then sighed, sitting forward. “Alright. What do you need me to do?”Ethan grabbed a file from his desk and handed it over. “I need you to personally oversee the security team. Make sure there are no weak spots. The guest list is final...no last-minute additions. No surprises.”Liam flipped through the documents, nodding. “Got it.”Ethan exhaled, some of the tension easing. “And I want two of our best men watching Elena at all times...discreetly. She can’t know.”Liam smirked. “Because she’d kill you if she found out?”Ethan gave him a look. “Because she’d insist she doesn’t need it. But I’m not taking chances.”Liam nodded, standing. “Alright, I’ll handle it.” He paused, studying Ethan with something almost amused in his eyes. “You know, for a guy who built an empire from nothing, you sure do freak out a lot when