Ethan POV
I lift Amelia against the wall. Her breasts trapped against me. Her legs wrapped around my waist while my hands hold her in place while I grab her ass. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders while her fingers play with my hair. My lips fall on hers while my hands slowly lift her dress to her waist. I press my body against her keeping her trapped between me and the wall.
Amelia moans as my lips meet the soft spot behind her ear. My hands fall from her waist to her ass and I smirk looking at her.
“where is your underwear?” - I ask her
“I went commando” - she replies and I growl against her neck giving small bites leaving my mark all over her skin. My hands tighten around her ass and she lets out a soft moan.
Her hands f
Ethan POVAs we arrive at Sandy’s flat she was supporting her weight on her elbows on the ball. She was on her knees and she was breathing as the doctor told her to. “Hey” - I kneel next to her rubbing her back. Amelia stayed in the corner just watching us“What is she doing here?” - Sandy asks looking at Amelia.“She came with me” - I say still rubbing her back“What can I do?” - I ask her “I’ll go, good luck” - Amelia says and I send her an apologetic smile. She smiles back and walks out of the flat being escorted by Peter. Not long after he walks in and I look at hi
Amelia POVWe got out running from the office. Dad was really annoyed with us. But at this point, we didn’t care. We left the company and the three of us just walked down the street laughing and talking loud. We have never done this before when we were younger. We had the same group of friends me and Mike. Gabe was older so he had different friends. I and Mike used to honour together but Gabe was always training and when he came out with us he would get into fights. Plus we had security with us all the time so it kind of prevented us from getting wasted and walking around the street. Plus the media would paint us as drunks if we did that. We walk into the diner down the street and we sit at the booth in the back. Dad will never find us here. Or the media. W
Ethan POVIt’s been two weeks since George was born. I have been staying with Sandy as she was diagnosed by her doctor with postpartum depression. She hasn’t left her bedroom in two weeks. So I have been taking care of her and George. Amelia calls every day and I even managed to take the baby to meet her. I spend the night in Sandy’s flat with them, I sleep in the nursery with George. I put a single bed in his room and that’s where I stay. During the day I take George with me to work and to see Amelia. I know I have enough money to hire someone to help out. But I don’t want to. He is my son. My responsibility. I haven’t slept properly in two weeks and I am extremely tired. Coffee is not doing it for me. I get George ready after I have a quick shower and I get his bag ready. I am meeting Amelia at home and she is
Ethan POVAfter the doctor has done all the check-ups on me and further testing, they finally leave the room. I move slowly to one side of the bed and I pay the other for Amelia. She smiles at me dropping her shoes and laying down in bed with me.I hug her close to me and softly kiss her lips.“I’ve missed you” - she says and I hug her against my chest. I can feel tears falling from her eyes getting my hospital gown wet.“I’ve missed you too” - I tell her “Have you been to paediatrics to see George?” - I ask her“Yes, but I’m not allowed inside the room. Sandy didn’t let me” - Amelia says and she lifts her head
Amelia POVIt’s been a few days since the accident and I can finally take Ethan home. He is doing a lot better and his face is not as bruised anymore and his stitches were removed yesterday. He will have a scar on his nose but to be fair I think it makes him sexier. It gives him a badass kind of look. I have been spending every waking hour in that hospital with him. He’s not doing so great with the news from George. But I guess he has to move on. I feel bad for him. He was loving being a dad and now it was taken away from him. I stand up from the bed and I walk into the bathroom to get ready. When I finish I hear someone at the door. Shit. I wrap myself on the bathrobe and I walk towards the door. Pete is already there trying to calm down a freaking out Sandy.“Let go of
Ethan POVI’ve been home for a couple of days and Amelia is taking care of me. Jonny comes around every day to distract me with work while Amelia takes care of her own business. She usually goes out to her office for a couple of hours while Jonny is here. I told her she could go back to work normally that I will behave and stay put at home. To be fair I can barely walk anyway. My ribs are still sore and my leg. Well. I can’t really move my knee. Amelia refuses to leave me alone so Jonny has been filling the gaps when she has to go to work. Amelia hasn’t had sex with me although the doctor said it would be okay as long as she did all the work. She says she can’t do it. She is afraid she might hurt me. I can’t really force her to have sex with me but I am getting desperat
Amelia POVEthan shows me his phone and I start reading. I can’t believe this. What the hell is Sandy thinking? My brain is shutting down. I don’t even know what to think. As if this was organised my phone starts ringing. Dad. Shit. I can’t answer. I know what he’s going to say. He’s gonna blame Ethan for my name to be involved in another scandal. For 28 years I kept myself out of scandals, for now, be involved in a new one every other weak. Shit. I don’t know why she is doing this, but one thing is for sure. I am getting tired of her shit. And I might not be my brother or my father, but I sure as hell don’t forgive and forget. I am extremely vindictive. And she is messing with my men. That poor child.I look at Ethan and I can see anger radiating from him. I don&r
Amelia POVEthan tilts his head looking at me as I pant after reaching my orgasm.“I’m sorry” - I say with a smile plastered on my face.“Stand up” - he says but I don’t move“Amelia, get up now” - he says and my smile falls as I stand up. Ethan stands up behind me and he looks at me from head to toe.He grabs my hair and pulls me to him.My breasts are now squashed between me and his rock hard chest.“What did I say about coming?” - he asks as his lips fall on my neck“Not to” - I reply&