All Chapters of Ruthless Temptation: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Emma’s POV The university grounds buzzed with the kind of excitement only the end of a semester could bring. Students posed in graduation robes near the ivy-covered arches, champagne bottles popped in the quad, and seniors wandered around in dazed nostalgia, already mourning the end of an era. But for me, it didn’t feel like an ending. Not really. It felt like a cliff I was being pushed toward one I didn’t know how to leap from. I stood at the window of the student union building, watching a group of girls giggle as they snapped pictures in their gowns. My gown was still in its box. I hadn’t even taken it out. Behind me, the room was quiet, except for the rustle of pages. Killian sat on the floor with his back against the wall, reviewing final notes for our last economics paper. His hair was messy from his fingers constantly running through it, and he had that familiar furrow between his brows

Killian’s POV The scent of freshly brewed espresso mixed with sterile office air slapped me as I stepped into the glass building. Towering over the skyline, the headquarters of Scott Enterprises was a palace of corporate power, something I’d never imagined I’d be a part of. I adjusted the collar of my fitted blazer, my palms damp despite the air-conditioning. This job was supposed to be a fresh start. I’d graduated with honors, my resume stacked with internships and academic achievements. I wanted to prove myself without handouts, without drama. But the moment I saw the company logo, a small pit had begun to form in my stomach. Scott. The name brought a memory like a slap Emma. I hadn’t seen her since graduation. Our last night together had felt like an ending. The kind of goodbye that burned into your memory and refused to fade. We hadn’t exchanged numbers, hadn’t made promises. Just intense, reckless sex and the unspoken weight of something real neither of us dared to ackn

POV: KillianThe days had grown long and heavy with anticipation. It was strange to think that in a matter of weeks—maybe even days—he would be holding their son in his arms. The idea that Emma was so close to delivering hit him in a way he hadn’t quite anticipated. All the months of preparation, of dreams and discussions, were about to culminate in one moment that would change everything.He couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to raise a boy. To teach him, to guide him, to share everything that had been passed down to him by his father. Killian had always been a quiet man, but his thoughts now were anything but silent. The constant hum of anticipation, the moments of wondering what their son would be like, kept him awake some nights.He had never doubted that he wanted this child. Even when they had first found out about Emma’s pregnancy, it had felt like a new chapter opening up. But now, with the due date nearing, everything felt different. It felt like they were tru