POV: Allison The world shrank to the size of this bedroom, to the sound of his breathing and the distant, angry buzz of an argument floating through the window from the street below. Ray’s hands were on my hips, turning me, his touch both an invitation and a command. I didn’t resist. How could I?“Eyes on me, Allie,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated right through me. His gaze was intense, hot, and it held me tighter than any physical restraint could. From his pocket, he drew a length of deep crimson silk, the fabric whispering against itself. He didn’t ask. He simply took my wrist, his thumb stroking the delicate skin there, a silent apology for the captivity to come. He looped the scarf around, the knot firm but not cruel, and tied the other end to the solid post of his four-poster bed. The second wrist followed, leaving me standing, arms slightly stretched, my heart hammering against my ribs.I am completely his...He stepped close again, his heat searing through m
POV: Allison As I stared into his eyes, the room seemed to shrink around us, the air thick with unspoken tension. I thought back to when Ray had calmly pulled my hand to his chest. His heartbeat thrummed steadily beneath my palm, a rhythmic pulse that felt both grounding and intoxicating. “You hurt me right here,” he said, his voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of emotion. His gaze locked onto mine, intense and unyielding, as if daring me to look away. I felt his words resonate deep within me, a mix of guilt and desire swirling in my chest. Slowly, he began to pull away, his eyes never leaving mine, searching for any sign of resistance. But there was none. My cheeks flushed, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps as the electric current of our unspoken passion crackled between us.“You’ve been such a naughty, naughty girl,” Ray continued, his tone deliberate, almost clinical, yet laced with a promise that made my stomach flip. “And you deserve to be punished. I’ll have to
POV: Allison “What are you saying Ray, why would you even think that?I thought we are on the same page, I thought you supported me?”“Yeah, I thought so too until I found out that you have no feelings for me. You are simply using me to get vengeance on your family. While its sexy and cute that you chose to trust me, it still bothers me that you are focused on breaking their relationship instead of focusing on the bigger picture. The deal is to get back everything that belongs to you and not to...” “No, Raymond!We set out to retrieve everything that was stolen from me, that’s the deal. And she stole my husband too, didn’t she?” I asked in anger.“Oh Really?And now you want him back too huh?” He scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief.“No, No, No, I never said that... I don’t want Williams back, I never wanted him back, Ray. Jeez!Where’s all this coming from?” I asked in frustration. I don’t recall where this is from, I can’t believe we are fighting because of Williams. “Enough,
POV: Allison “That’s the difference between Ariana and me, Ray. She expects commitment from Williams because she is carrying his child. But I don’t expect anything from you, Raymond. I don’t have any expectations, and we are not bound by commitments or loyalty. We just care deeply for each other and for our babies,” I told him, smiling. I thought he would be happy that I do not expect anything from him; I thought that’s what he wanted until I looked up and saw the frown on his face. “What’s wrong, Ray? Did I say something wrong?” I asked him, looking into his eyes. But he simply smiled down at me, turned to lean on the bar, and sipped from his glass of bourbon. I could feel the rage oozing from him. I tried to think back to what I said, but I don’t know what could have made him react this way. The party was getting boring because I couldn’t bring myself to leave Ray's side when I knew that he was furious at me. Ariana and Mon sat waiting for William while I still sat by Ray's side,
POV: Allison “So are we going to reconcile, or not?” I asked them boldly, not minding the look on their faces. Every often, I look in Rays direction, watching him sipping from his wine glass while keeping a close watch on me. His presence is so comforting and reassuring. “We have nothing to talk about Allison. Just get rid of that thing in your womb and come back home to your face. If you come back home and work harder, maybe I’ll let you train with the warriors and find a place for you that you’ll fit in perfectly.” Mom told me, sounding reassuring. At least that’s what she thinks anyways. “Yes Allison, why don’t you come back home so our family can be complete again. I’ll be nice to you, Allie. I promise.” Ariana told me, smiling brightly. That smile is so radiant, too cute to be true. I smiled back as I gazed at her, faking a much brighter smile. “Will you take your place as moms heir and leave my husband the fuck alone?” I asked her, earning a deep frown as she glared daggers
POV: Allison “Remember Peaches, you need to set boundaries with your mom and sister. Save the best for last, don’t overplay it,” Ray warned me as the guests started trooping in, including the reporters that sneaked in and pretended to be guests. I pretended not to have noticed their presence because I know I would be needing them before the end of the day. The moment Mom and Ariana walked in, I was hyper-aware of their presence, and their attempts to project calmness made my skin crawl. There was a tightness in the air. Anxiety and resentment buzzed beneath the surface of polite conversation. I watched them exchange glances, and it felt as if the air itself had spun thick with unspoken words and fractured memories.“Ladies and gentlemen!” I announced, raising my glass, drawing attention. The murmurs quieted down, all eyes fixed on me. “I just want to thank each and every one of you for being here tonight to join us as we celebrate our family reunion party.’” I smiled broadly, my he