Nodding, I agree, and I know what it is: "We were at a party at the start. We had only been dating for about two weeks. We were in one of the rooms alone. I just remember the door opening and a guy walking in. I was facing the door. I tried to move, to cover myself, but Jake kept hold of me and kept going, telling the guy to get out." Maybe that was what caused the issue.The fact I couldn't just grab a sheet or something to cover myself, and Jake didn't seem to care that the guy was standing looking at me while he fucked me.Alaric sits staring at me. Now I realise that is the issue. I had no issue with going into that room with Jake and no issue with him fucking me while people were drinking around the house. After that, I did."I'm sorry. I'm still trying to understand that. Why wouldn't you just get dressed and walk out?"Shrugging, I laugh. "I wasn't thinking straight; I was highly drunk, and once the guy had left, I felt fine.""You didn't; the alcohol masked it." He's right, bu
The room is once again is silent, and I'm not sure what to say now. Alaric looks at me, and he sighs. His look says that this ends now. I don't blame him; I'm his son's ex-fiance; it's messed up."Ensure that you have everything, Ruby." He points around the room. That way, there is no reason for you to return once you leave," he says, and somehow, the words hurt. I wanted a reason to come back, even just once.He's right. I should ensure I get everything and take it with me. Yet, leaving something will give me a reason to come back, which I shouldn't do.Moving, I straddle him."Ruby, what are you doing?" He's staring at me."When I leave tomorrow, this ends, right?" I know it does, I don't want for his confirmation. "So let me have tonight, now." Leaning forward, I kiss him.His hand moves up and tangles in my hair. My hands move down and unfasten his shirt, and he releases my hair and helps me undress us both.With our clothes thrown to the floor, his body moves, rolling us over unt
A knocking wakes me, my mind trying to ignore it."Ruby! I need my fucking clothes." My body moves, and I see Alaric sitting up."Shit, I fell asleep." He moves and grabs his clothes."Alaric, he's right outside the room!" My words are whisper-shouted."Ruby! Open the fucking door." The bang makes me jump. As I rush to get dressed, Alaric looks around the room."Get behind the door." Alaric pushes me over, and I stand confused."Alaric." What is he doing?"I can't hide, you're smaller.""And where am I then?" He can't open the door and be in here."You're in my room. You were reluctant to go to bed because Jake would join you, so I gave you my room, and I slept in here."Oh, that could actually work.I watch him move the door and unlock the door. Opening it, he stands, blocking me."Dad?" Jake's voice shakes."Ruby is in my room. She wasn't willing to sleep in here in case you climbed into bed with her again," Alaric says, and I hear Jake laugh."She's overdramatic." I hear his bathro
We didn't speak, and an hour later, he stopped, and I looked around us confused."You said you needed a dress; considering my son left you in this situation, I figured I would make a detour, and then you can get one."Dress, I almost forgot about that. I glance towards the shops."Alaric...""Don't, yes, I'm paying. See it as an apology for his fucked up behaviour.""No." I can't let him buy me a dress."Ruby, no arguing, just let's buy a dress." He gets out. Sighing, I follow. Walking into the store, he smiles and sits. "Find the perfect dress, Ruby." I nod and walk through the store.I pick up a few dresses and walk to the changing room. After trying on the first dress, I stand looking in the mirror. I'm not sure. It's not often I wear long gowns.Smiling, I take a picture, hitting messages I find Alaric's name.Can't decide, help me. Hitting send on the message and attaching the picture, I get changed. As I fasten the dress, my phone vibrates.Well if that was a genuine choice, yo
As I walked upstairs, she followed me and looked at the items."So, he bought you gifts.""He bought my dress and mask for tomorrow night." She opens the box and stares."He has taste. I know you didn't choose either of these."I laugh and nod. Taking out my phone, I look at it. Is it really over? Clicking his name, I upload the videos from the last few days and hit send.Thank you for the last few days. I trust you. You kept your businesses hidden from Jake, so I know you will keep these safe.Maybe I'm hoping that him having the videos of us will make him want to reach out to me more. Maybe it won't."So, what is happening, and what happened?" Ivy walks in with glasses and a bottle."Honestly, nothing is happening, that's it now.""You don't sound happy about it." Bex looks at me."He's different, I felt completely safe with him, like I never had with anyone. I'm Jake's ex, though, and despite how bad Jake is, he's still his son.""Screw Jake! He didn't just use you to get money, bu
"Okay, blue it is." Bex laughs and gets changed. We leave together and get in the car. "Are your parents coming?" she asks, looking towards me."No, even after I said things with Jake were over, they haven't contacted me. Apparently, I am not worthy of their time." I shouldn't care, but I do."Well, at least you can enjoy tonight without worrying they will be watching."I know she is right. Still, I'm not sure I'm looking forward to this. It's meant to be a family ball, only my family won't be coming.The car stops, and we get out. Standing, I look at the people entering. Fastening on the mask, we walk in, and my eyes look around."I'm going to go see my parents. Are you coming?""No! I'm good, thanks. I will see you later." Walking to the bar, I order a drink. This is just awkward. Everyone's family is here, or they have brought a plus one. I'm alone.We get called through, and I find my seat. I purposely booked a seat next to Bex. I watch her walk over with her family, sitting we ea
I look around for Bex but can't find her. Right now, I want to leave. Giving up, I walk out. Going in my bag to get my phone, a hand grasps mine."I'll give you a ride home." Turning, I look at Alaric."That's dangerous, your son could see your car." It's foolish and stupid."I'm not in mine." He guides me down, and I watch the chauffeur open a door. Alaric gestures for me to climb in, and I slide into the car. He joins me."Alaric, we were not meant to see each other again." That was the whole idea of this."Technically, I'm not seeing you right now."He's right, rasing my hand, I unfasten the mask and remove it."Just indulge me, Ruby. For tonight.""You don't need to ask Alaric." I wouldn't say no, anyway. The car stops and the door opens, Alaric gets out and I do. He follows me into the apartment and to my room.As I step in, he closes the door. His hand grips my hip, and his body moves and pins mine against the wall. My hips push up as his hand slips between my legs."I have to b
I wake up alone. Rolling over, my hand reaches out, but Alaric isn't there. Sitting up, I look around, confused, and grab my phone.Your locks are changed. Don't give my son a key. Stay safe, Ruby. A xI want to believe this wasn't the end, but something tells me it was. Standing, I walk down and see Ivy and Bex in the kitchen. Sitting on a chair, Bex hands me a coffee."Fun night?" She smirks at me."You two were home, right?" I didn't even consider that. Which says a lot, as with Jake I did, every thought was there making me worried and paranoid."Oh, we were..." Bex grins. "Jake wasn't happy. He let himself in, heard you, called your name, and tried to open the door. Then, he left swearing about how he would win you back."Win me back? "He didn't give in?" He should have realised that was the moment to give up."Nope." Ivy stands and places flowers on the table."Where did these come from?""Jake, after your friend changed the locks this morning. Jake came by and was pissed off he
ZadeI knew if I waited, things would go wrong, which is why I proposed to Izzy sooner than I had planned. Good job I did as if I hadn't. I was meant to be proposing right now, which isn't ideal.The room is buzzing with controlled chaos. Nurses move efficiently around us, murmuring instructions and checking monitors. Izzy lies in the hospital bed, her face flushed, hair damp with sweat, and hands clutching mine like a lifeline. Her grip is strong—stronger than I ever expected—but I welcome the pain. It’s grounding me, keeping me in the moment when I feel like I might lose my mind.“Zade, breathe,” Izzy groans, her voice strained as another contraction overtakes her. “You’re supposed to remind me to breathe, not forget how to do it yourself.”I snap out of my daze, nodding quickly. “Right. Breathe, Izzy. Deep breaths.” I mimic the motion, inhaling and exhaling like I’m teaching her something she hasn’t been doing perfectly for hours.She glares at me between breaths, sweat beading on
IzzyI can’t help but smile at Zade as he drives, his hands steady on the wheel, his profile glowing in the soft morning light. Time has slipped by so quickly. It feels like only yesterday we were grappling with fears and uncertainty, and now here we are. Zade has been by my side so much more than I ever expected. He still works, but not nearly as much as he did before. Somehow, he’s found a balance, and it’s brought us closer in ways I didn’t think possible.While he’s working, I spend most of my time at home with Sammi and baby Emmerson. It’s been heartwarming to watch Sammi and Grayson navigate parenthood together, their bond strengthening with every passing day. Watching their joy gives me hope—hope that Zade and I can have something just as beautiful with our baby.Zade has been going to counseling regularly, and I see pieces of the real him emerging more and more each week. The man beneath the armor he built to survive, to lead the mafia, to bury his pain—that man is someone ext
Zade POVI lose myself in her, time slipping away as I drink her in, the salty-sweet flavor of her flooding my senses. She collapses into the bed eventually, her body limp, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips. Even now, her walls quiver, her body still coming down as I lick the last remnants of her release.When I finally pull away, I move up her body and kiss her with a desperate need, our lips crashing together in a possessive claim. I’m hard again, painfully so, but there’s no rush. Tonight, there’s no clock ticking down, no interruptions, just us.“Alright,” I say, standing to strip the last of my clothes, my eyes devouring her sprawled form. “Let’s keep going.”She whimpers, weak from the relentless pleasure, and reaches for me, her hands trembling as they find my shoulders. “Zade,” she murmurs, but I’m nowhere near done.Izzy tastes like heaven, pure and raw, a flavor I never want to forget. My lips return to her swollen clit, teasing and tormenting her again. Her body jerks as s
ZadeAs I help Izzy into my car, her radiant smile reminds me just how much I’ve been neglecting her. I’ve been so consumed with making sure Grayson is home with Sammi and the baby that I’ve failed the one person who needed me most—her. The guilt eats at me as I start the engine, and I steal glances at her, soaking in her beauty, her strength, her unwavering patience with me.She pulls something from her bag and holds it out to me—a scan image. My heart twists as I take it, running my fingers over the black-and-white lines that outline our baby.“I’m sorry I missed it,” I whisper, the weight of regret heavy in my voice.Her smile is soft, understanding. “It’s fine. You were working and making sure Grayson was home for Sammi and the baby.” Her words are kind, but they cut deep. Missing this moment wasn’t fine, and I can’t let it happen again.When we arrive, I park and immediately step out, going to her side and lifting her into my arms. She laughs lightly, her arms wrapping around my
Izzy POVHis dark eyes burn into mine, a mixture of frustration and desire. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Izzy,” he murmurs, his voice low and hoarse.I lean in, letting my breath ghost over his lips. “Good. I want to play, Zade. And this time, I make the rules.”“You want to fuck me?” His voice is low, teasing, as his dark eyes bore into mine, a smirk playing on his lips. The sight of him, restrained and vulnerable yet brimming with raw power, ignites something primal in me. I chuckle softly, leaning in to capture his lips, grinding against him as I feel him stir beneath me.“Oh, you have no idea how much I want to fuck you,” I murmur against his lips, my voice husky with desire. Pulling back, I let a wicked smile curl on my lips. “You’re all mine now,” I whisper, my words dripping with dominance. Slowly, deliberately, I sink to my knees in front of him, maintaining eye contact as my hands glide over his thighs.His breath hitches when I reach up, my fingers wrapping around his s
IzzyIt’s been two months since we came back, and while Zade and I have grown closer, some days feel like we’re barely keeping our heads above water. The distance that came with my pregnancy has dissolved, and his promise to fuck me every day? He’s kept it. But most of the time, it’s rushed, like an obligation rather than passion.I understand why—he’s juggling too much. He practically ordered Grayson to stay home for a couple of months after Sammi had the baby, leaving him to hold everything together. Sure, his brothers are around to help, but Zade hardly leans on them. It’s as if he’s still carrying the weight of raising them, of being their protector, even now.Today was supposed to be different. It was the scan, the moment I’ve been excited about for weeks. But, at the last minute, he got a call—something urgent, something he couldn’t ignore—and I found myself in the clinic with my mum instead of him. All I got from Zade was a quick message asking how it went. No follow-up, no exc
Izzy POVThe moment Zade walks in, the tension between us hangs in the air like a storm waiting to break. We talk briefly, my voice trembling as I tell him the words that have been weighing on my heart: “I’m keeping the baby.” Relief flickers across his face, but it’s not pure joy—it’s layered with fear, uncertainty, and something I can’t quite place. He doesn’t say much after that, just pulls me into his arms, holding me close. I melt into him, exhaustion taking over as I fall asleep wrapped in his warmth.When I wake, the space beside me is empty, and the bed feels colder without him. Slowly, I sit up, rubbing my eyes. My gaze falls on Zade, seated at the foot of the bed, his back turned to me. His shoulders are tense, and his head is bowed slightly, as if the weight of the world is pressing down on him.I hesitate, unsure of what to say or how to bridge the chasm that feels like it’s grown between us. Things had been going so well before all this, and now? Now it feels like we’ve b
IzzyThe moment Grayson wraps his arms around me, I feel the weight of everything pressing down on me like a storm. For the first time in hours, there’s a flicker of safety, but it’s fragile, like glass teetering on the edge of shattering. Zade’s words still echo in my mind—angry, hurt, raw—and even though I know deep down he would never hurt me, in that moment, he didn’t feel like the man I fell in love with. He felt like someone else entirely, someone I didn’t know.The sound of the door closing behind me sends a chill through my spine. Zade has left. I should stop him, run after him, beg him to stay, but I can’t. My legs feel like lead, and my heart is a hurricane of guilt and confusion.“What’s happened?” Grayson’s voice cuts through the silence, low but laced with tension. His arms tighten around me, and for a moment, I let myself break. The tears come in uncontrollable waves, and I bury my face into his chest as though I can hide from my own mistakes.“I’m pregnant, Gray,” I cho
Zade POVEvery time I close my eyes, I see her face—tear-streaked and filled with anguish. Then the memories hit, unbidden and relentless. Blood. The screams. The bodies. My parents, mangled and lifeless. Her—my ex, so pregnant, so full of life, and then... gone. The flashbacks swallow me whole, dragging me under. My breathing becomes shallow, erratic, and I grip the edge of the table to ground myself, my knuckles white.“Zade,” a voice cuts through the storm in my mind, anchoring me back to reality. I look up to see Grayson sitting across from me, his face a mixture of concern and frustration.I can’t even muster the energy to speak. I just stare at him, then down at the untouched glass of whiskey in front of me.“Did you drink it?” he asks, his tone sharp but not unkind.I shake my head. “No. But I wanted to. God, I wanted to.”Grayson exhales, leaning back in his chair. “At least you didn’t. That’s something.” He watches me closely, his eyes narrowing slightly. “You’re drowning, Za