LOGINNine Years Later... RYAN I loved my children. I loved them with every cell, every nerve and every bone in my body. But I swear I was going to disown one of them today or at least strung them up from the ceiling upside down until they realised their mistake. “Ethan! Emilia! Ana! Kane!” Footsteps sounded from above me and a second later four of them descended the stairs with Ana in the lead. “What happened, Daddy?” My sweet Angel asked, now seventeen years old, always ready to defend her brothers and sister. “I know you didn’t do this…” I held up my shirt that was cut in a rough manner from the bottom. “Tell me, who did this,” I ordered, taking a step forward. Ethan, one of the twins, now nine years old came forward and stood beside his older sister Ana. Behind them Emilia and Kane were huddled together, hiding from me. I had my suspicion but still I waited for an answer as I arched my brow in question when no one answered. “I don’t know, Daddy. Maybe rats did that," A
RYAN Kill me. Just fucking kill me!! You read the opening line? Then you probably know what I was going through. They fucking injected my wife with the epidural for smooth delivery. Yeah. As much as I loved and adored my wife to the stars and back, and didn't want her suffering from pain. I fucking hated when she was under the influence of the pain medicines. And right now, I was in my own hell. “I will fucking break it off!” Rose, my beautiful wife, screamed with a red face as the doctors asked her to give another push. And, if you don't know, then let me tell you…. She was talking about breaking my cock. The one thing that's going to give us two beautiful babies. “Because of this…” She pointed at me for emphasis as if anyone in the room would mistake for whom her accusations were. “because of this.. perverted and sick man, I am here…” She gave a sniffle, before adding, “Suffering.” Even though I knew it wouldn't do any good, I tried to calm her down, “My lioness,
RYAN It was really astounding the way my lioness had changed. She was a naïve little virgin but filled with fire underneath all that innocence, now she was a woman who knew what she wanted and how to get it. And I was fucking proud and happy and felt lucky that I was the one to uncover the wild lioness she was deep down. “You know what would make me more in love with you?” She asked now, as I held her in my arms. “What?” “If we do this again,” She answered, gesturing to the picture at her back. The one from the office where I had choked and fucked her on my desk, not knowing that she was carrying our babies. If I had known I wouldn't have gone that far, choking her and fucking her so damn hard. But, by god, that was the most erotic experience of my life. “Lioness, we can’t. You are—” “Please…” Rose interrupted me, her green eyes earnest as she said that single word. When I just stood there torn between the decision I wanted to make and the one I should make, she took
ROSE "And… are you one?” I asked quietly. Because the thought of him being here before me… with someone else… It didn’t sit well. It fucking made my skin crawl. “It’s my second time here, lioness,” he replied, his grey eyes locking onto mine, steady and honest. “And no, I wasn’t here to enjoy what the club offers. I’m not a member either.” “Then—” “Just hold on…” He turned toward a set of stairs, and I counted, eight steps, before we reached iron gates secured with a heavy lock. Ryan set me down and pulled a key from his pocket. Within seconds, the gate was unlocked. He pressed his thumb against a screen on the wall, and with a soft mechanical sound, another set of steel doors slid open. The moment we stepped inside, a gasp escaped me. “Oh…” It wasn’t what I had expected at all. Not a dungeon-like room, not something crude or overwhelming, but a fully furnished apartment, wrapped in a dark, sensual aesthetic. “How… I mean…” My words trailed off as I to
ROSE “Arjun’s club?” I questioned, and when he didn’t answer because he was too busy distracting me with slow, deliberate kisses, I grabbed his hair and jerked his head up, arching an eyebrow at him. Sighing, Ryan gathered me into his arms and settled me sideways on his lap before answering, “I wanted to take you there before, but I never got the chance with everything that happened between us… and then all this.” He shook his head slightly. “But I can’t tell you everything right now. It was meant to be a surprise.” “A surprise?” “Hmmm…” He nuzzled the side of my neck before continuing, “Remember the conversation we had when I had you bent over my desk in my office?” I must have looked confused because he smirked and added, “About me buying a condo so—” “So we could play out our deepest, darkest, filthiest fantasies in private,” I finished for him. He nodded slowly, his grey eyes darkening as the memory resurfaced. “You know,” he murmured, his fingers trailing
ROSE The day all women wait for, from the moment they begin to understand the meaning of love, had finally arrived in my life. I was seven months pregnant, huge, hormonal, and practically a walking grenade, ready to detonate at any moment. And to make matters worse… or better, depending on how you looked at it, I craved sex all the damn time. And today, I had just gotten married. For the second time. The first had been when we realized our love for each other, when we had promised ourselves, our hearts, and everything we were. But today… today was different. Today, we stood in front of the world and declared that we belonged to each other. We made vows, spoke promises, and bound our lives together in front of witnesses who saw our love, who heard us swear to stay until death tore us apart. Our wedding hadn’t been traditional, far from it. My maid of honor had been our daughter, Ana. My bridesmaids were Monica, Natasha, and Winter. Pops and Michael had walked me down
RYANI watched her like a hawk as she glided across the hall with my grandmother, head held high like a queen who didn’t have to beg for respect, it simply followed her.Every strain in her posture, every subtle parting of her lips when she took in a shaky breath, I noticed. My little gift was doin
ROSE I walked out of the bathroom with Meghan, talking. She was telling me about her nine year old son and his daily fights in the school. I was laughing at a particular story where Meghan’s son’s classmate had tricked him to go into a girl’s washroom, and that’s how Mr. Walkers had found us. “
ROSE As we stood there hugging each other, I couldn’t stop the question burning in my mind. And despite my efforts it came out sharp and cold. “Who was she?” His hand stopped for brief second as he said, “She was no one.” “How come she was trying to kiss you?” “Rose, I told you—” “No. That
ROSE “Gavin!!” I exclaimed as I came out of the hotel and spotted him standing outside by the Audi. “Rose…” He greeted back as I neared him and hugged him. Patting my back, he chuckled when I kissed his cheek. “You really didn't have to come, I told the same to Ryan,” I said as he gestured for







