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A Silent Pact
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2025-05-15 16:00:00Emma
I couldn’t sleep.The room was dark, the moonlight filtering in through the thin slats of the blinds, casting silver shadows across the walls. The sheets were tangled around my bare legs, cool against my skin, and Killian’s arm was draped heavily over my waist. His body was warm, solid, anchoring me to the moment.But my thoughts refused to rest.He’d said it.He’d actually said I love you.Just like that. No hesitation. No panic. No calculated delivery. It had fallen from his lips like it was the most natural thing in the world, like it had been waiting there all along.And God help me—I’d felt it, too.I hadn’t said it back. Not aloud. But it had screamed through every inch of me—crashing like waves, rising like fire, blooming like something wild and too dangerous to name.I loved him.I loved Killian Thomas.And that truth sat like a live wire under my skin—beautiful, terrifyin
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Ruthless Temptation Making It Official
Emma’s POV The evening of the corporate gala had finally arrived, and as I stood before the mirror adjusting the delicate clasp of my necklace, a mixture of anticipation and anxiety swirled within me. Killian’s presence behind me was both reassuring and grounding; his hands rested gently on my waist, his touch a silent promise of support. “Are you absolutely certain about this?” he inquired softly, his breath warm against the nape of my neck. I met his gaze in the mirror, noting the concern etched in his deep blue eyes. “Not entirely,” I confessed with a wry smile. “But what I am certain of is us. I’m tired of the shadows, of stolen moments and hidden glances. Tonight, we step into the light together.” His fingers tightened slightly, conveying understanding and solidarity. “If at any point it becomes overwhelming, we can leave. This is about us, no one else.” I turned to face him fully, placing a hand over hi
Ruthless Temptation The Aftermath
Emma’s POV My father didn’t speak to me for five days. Not a call. Not a message. Not even one of his passive-aggressive emails disguised as “urgent company updates.” He didn’t so much as glance in my direction during board meetings, despite the fact that I sat two chairs away from him, directly in his peripheral vision. The silence was louder than any screaming match we could have had. Worse, it echoed—through the marble halls of Weston Holdings, through the strained small talk between executives, through the suffocating silence at family dinners where only my mother dared to ask if I was okay. I wasn’t. And neither was Killian. He didn’t push. He didn’t demand answers or ask how I was coping. He simply stayed close. His presence, quiet and unwavering, grounded me in ways I hadn’t realized I needed. Gentle touches at night. Soft kisses to my shoulder each morning. His hand brush
Ruthless Temptation A Silent Pact
EmmaI couldn’t sleep.The room was dark, the moonlight filtering in through the thin slats of the blinds, casting silver shadows across the walls. The sheets were tangled around my bare legs, cool against my skin, and Killian’s arm was draped heavily over my waist. His body was warm, solid, anchoring me to the moment.But my thoughts refused to rest.He’d said it.He’d actually said I love you.Just like that. No hesitation. No panic. No calculated delivery. It had fallen from his lips like it was the most natural thing in the world, like it had been waiting there all along.And God help me—I’d felt it, too.I hadn’t said it back. Not aloud. But it had screamed through every inch of me—crashing like waves, rising like fire, blooming like something wild and too dangerous to name.I loved him.I loved Killian Thomas.And that truth sat like a live wire under my skin—beautiful, terrifyin
Ruthless Temptation Caught in the Act
Emma’ POV I should’ve known better. After his surprise visit, after that god-awful confrontation in the hotel suite, after I told him I loved Killian right to his face I should’ve been more careful. But I wasn’t. Because Killian touched me like I was his last breath. Kissed me like he needed me to survive. And in the chaos of all that emotion, I forgot about consequences. Again. It had been a long week back at headquarters. Tension hung in the air like a storm waiting to explode. My father barely looked at me in meetings. His glares toward Killian were icy, clipped, and filled with restrained rage. But he said nothing. Did nothing. And that silence was more terrifying than his anger. So when Killian pulled me into the file room during our lunch break, I didn’t stop him. I let him press me against the cold cabinet, his hands greedy, mouth hot on my neck. We were reckless.
Ruthless Temptation A Surprise Visit
Killian’s POV The view from our hotel balcony was unreal skyline shimmering in the dusky light, the soft buzz of the city below, and Emma standing in nothing but my white dress shirt, coffee in hand, lips still swollen from our last round. We’d barely slept. Again. She turned and smirked at me. “We should get dressed. Meetings start in an hour.” “I’m not convinced we should even leave this room.” She chuckled, but her eyes had that familiar warning glint. “Killian…” I pulled her against me anyway, lifting her onto the table, her laughter muffled by my mouth. We’d made a routine of this long meetings, polite smiles, subtle touches under tables, then explosive release behind closed doors. We were addicted, and this hotel suite was our newest playground.We barely made it out on time, and as always, we played the professional act to perfection. Emma, in her fitted navy blazer and towering he
Ruthless Temptation An Emotional Slip
Emma I didn’t expect the weekend getaway to shake me like it did. It was supposed to be just a simple break—nothing more than a distraction from the tensions we’d been building at the office, the carefully maintained distance that we continued to lie about. But here I was, sitting on the edge of the bed in the suite, heart racing, with the scent of Killian still lingering in the air. The cool air outside the hotel suite mingled with the lingering heat from our passion. I had convinced myself that I was fine—this was just physical, a simple release from the pressure of pretending. But then he’d whispered something that stopped me cold. “I need you, Emma,” he had said, his voice so raw, so desperate.That didn’t scare me. What scared me was the way he had looked at me just before, as though I was his whole world. As though the world had disappeared, and only we remained. I had told myself time and time again that I was fine. That I
Ruthless Temptation Tensions Rise
Emma It’s been five days since the copy room. Five days since I let myself crack open the door I swore we’d keep shut.I thought it would satisfy the ache the pull I felt toward Killian that only seemed to grow with distance. But it had the opposite effect.Now, every glance, every near-touch, felt like torment. Because this wasn’t just about sex anymore. Not really.It was about him.It was about how I noticed when he wore a different cologne. How I knew when his jaw was clenched, it meant he hadn’t eaten lunch yet. How I could tell when something was bothering him before he said a single word.This wasn’t casual anymore. It hadn’t been for a long time.And that terrified me.Because I didn’t do real relationships. Especially not with men who weren’t supposed to matter. Especially not with someone like Killian—someone who made me feel like a real person when the world expected me to be a polished, perf
Ruthless Temptation Emma’s Father Grows Suspicious
Emma I knew the moment my father called me into his office unannounced that something was off. He never summoned me unless it was about a deal worth over a hundred million or when I was in trouble. This time, it was the latter. “Close the door, Emma,” he said, not even looking up from his laptop. I obeyed, smoothing down the front of my pencil skirt and swallowing the anxiety crawling up my spine. His tone was clipped, precise. Controlled exactly like him. “Is there something you want to tell me?” he asked, finally glancing up with those piercing blue eyes I inherited. “About?” I played dumb, sliding into the chair opposite his desk. He leaned back in his leather chair, folding his hands. “Killian Thomas.” My heartbeat stuttered. But I kept my face blank, perfectly schooled. “What about him?” “You two seem… close.” The way he said close was laced with implication. Dangerous im
Ruthless Temptation A Close Call
Emma’s POV The walls of the luxury hotel suite were still pulsing with the echoes of our moans when a loud knock cut through the thick silence. I froze, naked on top of Killian, his hands still gripping my thighs. His eyes shot toward the door, sharp and alert, a curse falling from his lips as I scrambled off him and pulled the silk robe from the chair nearby. Another knock. This one louder. More urgent. “Miss Weston? Are you in there?” A familiar voice Rachel, one of our junior associates. Fuck. Killian bolted upright, already halfway to his clothes. I tossed him his shirt with trembling hands, heart racing, mouth dry. “What the hell is she doing here?” He was buttoning at lightning speed. “I don’t know. Maybe she needs your approval on a report or” Another knock. “Miss West
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