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The High Society Problem
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2025-05-20 21:30:00Emma’s POV
I regretted coming the moment we stepped into the ballroom. It wasn’t the dress—I looked stunning in it, a sleek off-shoulder black gown that clung to every curve and shimmered subtly with every step I took. It hugged my body like it had been stitched onto my skin, elegant but fierce, the kind of dress that made statements without a word. It wasn’t Killian—he stood tall beside me, devastatingly handsome in a tailored tux, his jaw sharp, his presence magnetic. His hand rested gently at the small of my back, grounding me, anchoring me. No, it was them. The people I’d grown up around. My father’s circle. The men in designer suits who believed status could be inherited and the women who wore diamonds like armor and smiled with venom behind their painted lips. They all turned to stare the moment we walked in. One of the women whispered into her champagne flute like it was a microphone for gossip. Another rai
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Ruthless Temptation First Night Out (Without the Baby)
Emma’s POV I stared at my reflection in the mirror, barely recognizing myself. Not because I looked bad—but because for the first time in weeks, I didn’t look exhausted. My makeup was flawless, the silky black dress hugged my curves, and I was actually wearing heels again. My hair had been curled, my perfume carefully dabbed at all the right points. But it wasn’t the mascara or lipstick that made my heart pound. It was the guilt. “This is ridiculous,” I muttered, reaching for my earrings. “She’ll be fine. It’s just a few hours.” Still, my fingers trembled as I slid the studs into place. Killian stepped into the room, already dressed in a dark tailored suit that made him look like sin on legs. He adjusted his tie and caught my gaze in the mirror. “You okay?” I nodded, forcing a smile. “Just nerves.” “She’s in g
Ruthless Temptation Late Night Feedings & Sweet Exhaustion
Killian’s POV Nothing—absolutely nothing—could have prepared me for the wreckage a baby leaves behind. I mean that in the most beautiful and soul-obliterating way possible. Gone were the neat routines, the late-night work calls, and the quickie office rendezvous that had defined so much of my life with Emma. In their place: a tiny tyrant with lungs like a siren and a poop schedule more erratic than the stock market. I hadn’t slept more than three consecutive hours in weeks. My shirts always had some kind of stain—milk, spit-up, God knew what else. And yet… I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Not when I got to see Emma like this—hair messy, dark circles under her eyes, but with a softness in her gaze every time she looked at our daughter. That woman… she was made to be a mother. And yet, I could still see it—the wildness in her. The same fire that had tormented me in lect
Ruthless Temptation Delivery Day Panic
Emma’s POV I wasn’t supposed to go into labor today. That’s the thought that kept bouncing around my head as my water broke in the middle of a quarterly board meeting. At first, I thought I’d peed myself. Elegant, I know. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, hoping to God no one noticed the subtle pool of liquid soaking into my pale beige slacks. Killian had just finished presenting a quarterly report with his usual calm, calculated brilliance. He glanced my way as he took his seat beside me, shooting a discreet smirk that said, Nailed it. I was just about to lean over to whisper something flirty in return when the first real contraction hit. Holy. Shit. My entire abdomen clenched like a steel vice, and a sharp gasp escaped before I could swallow it. Killian’s smirk disappeared instantly. His chair scraped back. “Emma?” “I think…” I sucked
Ruthless Temptation Preparing the Nursery
Killian’s POVI never thought I’d spend a Sunday afternoon arguing about wallpaper.“Why is everything floral?” I muttered, holding up a sample that looked like a bouquet had vomited on it. “Is this baby going to be eighty?”Emma snatched it from my hand with a dramatic eye-roll. “It’s called vintage chic, Killian. Not everything has to be minimal and broody like your wardrobe.”I gave her a look. “You mean tasteful?”“You mean monochrome depression,” she shot back, smirking.God, even now—seven months pregnant, belly perfectly round beneath one of my old shirts, hair twisted in a bun that was fighting to stay up—she was stunning. And terrifying.We were standing in what used to be the guest suite, now half-painted in a soft blush tone, with boxes of baby furniture scattered across the floor. Emma had gone full Pinterest-board meets luxury interior designer, and I was just trying to keep up.“She’s not goin
Ruthless Temptation The Gender Reveal Drama
Emma’s POV I wanted something simple. A small gathering. Close friends. Just Killian and me in the backyard, popping a balloon or cutting a cake. Something understated, maybe even private. But the moment my father got wind of the idea, it spiraled into a full-blown event. Caterers, photographers, floral installations, a drone team—yes, a drone team. “This isn’t a merger,” I muttered under my breath as I walked through the estate’s garden, watching the staff string up pastel-colored lanterns. “It kind of is,” Killian said beside me, adjusting his tie. “A merger of DNA.” I shot him a glare, but couldn’t help smiling. Damn him. Even now, while I was hormonal and annoyed and bloated, he still found a way to make me laugh. Of course, my father was at the center of the chaos, giving orders and ensuring the media got “a glimpse of the future Scott heir.” I didn’t want this to
Ruthless Temptation Work-Life Balance Struggles
Emma’s POV The irony of it all is that I fought so hard to keep Killian in my life, only to now struggle with feeling like we’re slipping away from each other. Not emotionally, no. He’s still my partner, still the one I glance toward in every meeting, still the man I trust more than anyone. But physically… intimately? Pregnancy doesn’t come with a manual for preserving desire. I stare at myself in the mirror before bed, hand instinctively resting on the growing swell of my belly. The woman staring back at me is softer. Rounder. More exhausted than she wants to admit. I’ve always been so polished—flawless makeup, heels that clicked like power with every step. Now I live in oversized shirts and struggle to stay awake past nine. Killian walks in, tie loosened, his expression tired but affectionate. “Hey,” he says softly, eyes flickering to my bare legs. “You look beautiful.” I don’t fee
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