Pov Tyler "What's the matter?" I asked angrily, realizing that she had interrupted me, just as I was about to reach my peak. Emily stood still, her cheeks extremely red, and her hands began to shake. "I'm sorry, I just came to bring you the towel and the clothes you forgot..." she said in a daze. I turned off the shower and approached her slowly...... at first, I was irritated by her interruption, but I remembered that underneath those cloths she was using to cover her body, there was something that would give me instant relief. "" You do this to me... Emily..." I said, bringing our bodies closer together. She was panting too hard to answer, so I leaned her against the wall and started pulling at the strap of her dress. "Tyler... I..." I didn't care what she said, I kissed her like I had never kissed her before, her lips as soft as her skin, a slight nostalgia for our first kiss came to mind, a kiss with so much desire and lust, everything about that girl drove me crazy, I hated
Pov Emily.I woke up to the sunlight streaming through the window, expecting to feel a body beside me, but to my surprise, there was a large emptiness in the bed and in my heart. He was gone, after everything that happened. I was on the verge of exploding just thinking about how I could pretend to love him, or believe him, when this feeling was true.My father did something terrible to Tyler's mother, something I wasn't guilty of because I didn't commit that mistake. But what would happen when Tyler finds my parents? He would definitely kill them, and could I live next to the man responsible for my parents' death? Because, deep down, the love he feels for me, or pretends to feel, will never be greater than his desire for revenge.I looked to the side and saw his shirt thrown on the floor. I picked it up, smelling him. I needed that. I lay on the bed, hugging the shirt, and wished with all my strength to relive the previous day. Someone knocked on the bedroom door, and by the delicate
POV Emily"My parents..." I started to turn back, and Caroline grabbed my arm with a questioning look."No, Emily!""Caroline, I need to know what's happening," I continued insisting."They're your parents, and they want to kill your baby," she said, standing in front of me."Tyler is coming," Emma said, returning to us with her phone in hand."Where did he go?" I asked, noticing that the sounds from outside had stopped.Caroline paused for a moment, stepping out of the small room and peeking into the hallway."Damn," she said, turning back to us."What happened?""He's inside the house!" she said, scanning the room with her eyes. She went to a drawer, grabbed a syringe and a small vial with liquid, and began filling the syringe with it."What are you going to do with that?" I asked."Put our little friend to sleep."She started to leave the room, tiptoeing, trying to make as little noise as possible. I followed her, but Emma held me back.I heard the sound of breaking glass, making m
Four weeks later,Tyler Mitchell's POVFinally, the day to go back to the doctor to check if everything is okay. Every time Emily felt something, my urge was to run to take her to the hospital. In fact, I wished we had appointments every week."Emily, wake up," I said calmly, shaking her body. I had slept in Justin's apartment to go with her since the appointment was at eight in the morning."Emily! We're going to be late," I tried to wake her up once again, and nothing. These days she's been like a bear in winter; if you let her, she'll sleep standing."For the love of God, Emily. Wake up!" I said the last word a bit louder, and she started to move. She looked at me with a wrinkled face, probably annoyed at having to wake up early."Good morning to you too," she said, getting up. "Get ready quickly; we're going to be late.""And what time is it?" she asked, heading to the bathroom."7:30 am.""OH MY GOD, Tyler, WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP EARLIER?"Morning screams.After that
Emily's POVEverything was too calm, and it worried me. Paul hadn't left yet, raising even more suspicions that maybe he was watching us from afar, ready to attack at the right moment. I was happy, and the next moment I was sad and worried; my mood swings were killing me. Also, I couldn't be alone after Luke managed to escape. If it was indeed my father behind it all, he wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted, and it's not very comforting to know that whatever he wanted involved the death of my daughter.How good it is to call her that and not just a baby. Tyler wasn't very happy that the name was Rachel, but since I was little, I dreamed that if I ever had a daughter, her name would be Rachel, like my doll. Cliché? Ah, who cares. I liked Rachel."You look terrible," Caroline entered the kitchen where I was eating caramel ice cream."Thank you very much; I'm feeling rejuvenated," I sarcastically replied."Oh, Emily, you have to go out more; you have to have fun," she said, scooping
**Tyler Mitchell's POV:**"You know you can't do this to her," Justin said, taking a sip from the drink in his glass."My intention was never to be with Emily, never was," I shrugged, although I knew that was a lie. I started to have some kind of feeling for her, and honestly, I didn't want her to die. However, a man has his needs, if you catch my drift."Are you going to tell me who she is?" Justin asked, insisting on the same question from a few minutes ago."I can't, but it's insignificant, and it was only once. Now, changing the subject, what time is the shipment going to arrive?""The guys should already be receiving it, relax."My phone rang. It was Emily. Have I mentioned how clingy she is?"Tyler, you need to come here urgently!" She said as soon as I answered, not giving me space."What happened?" I asked, thinking it wouldn't be anything serious, at least a cramp."Josh is here, and he's bleeding a lot, Tyler! He got shot!" She shouted with a trembling voice.My muscles trem
**Emily POV**My heart was racing; I didn't know what to do. What if I told Tyler, and it made things worse? And who could it be? Does Paul know where I am, or does he?Damn it! Whoever left this might be connected to Ethan's death. How did someone manage to get in here? Someone very close! Who could that person be?What if they were still in the house? It wasn't possible since there were only me, Tyler, Justin, Caroline, and Emma, who should have returned from her trip to visit her niece.How would I know what to do? How could I do anything being pregnant?I can't put myself at risk, and whoever left this here knows our every move and knew we would be at Ethan's funeral. And how could I sleep knowing there's a psychopath nearby?Tyler entered the room; I impulsively hid the letter under the pillow."You should rest a bit; it was stressful," he said passing by me."Is stress the only thing you feel after losing your friend?" I asked, raising my eyebrows."And tiredness," he said witho
**Tyler POV**"It doesn't matter? It doesn't matter that I'm the daughter of the man who killed your mother?" That hit me hard. I moved away from her, looking at her seriously."What? What the...""I know everything, Tyler; you don't need to pretend anymore," she said, cutting me off."How did you find out?" I asked, trying to keep calm."Did you really think I was that stupid? Did you think I wouldn't find out sooner or later?""You can't get involved in this; it's not your concern.""Not my concern, Tyler? HOW IS THIS NOT MY CONCERN? YOU MARRIED ME JUST TO TAKE REVENGE ON MY FATHER, BUT WHAT DID I HAVE TO DO WITH IT? JUST BECAUSE I HAD THE MISFORTUNE TO BE BORN HIS DAUGHTER, AND YOU DECIDE THAT I SHOULD DIE TOO?""YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT ALL THIS MEANS. I GREW UP HEARING MY FATHER SAY THAT REVENGE WAS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING. MY PERSONALITY WAS BUILT ON THE DEATH OF MY MOTHER AND THIS DAMNED DESIRE FOR REVENGE. YES, YOU JUST HAD THE MISFORTUNE TO BE BORN TO THE WRONG FATHER. BUT I'M