All Chapters of Belong with them: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ryan"Yeah, I will be there in ten minutes," I ended the call. The final meeting for our new project was scheduled for today, and I needed to check on the preparations.I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist and glanced around my room, making sure the coast was clear. Ever since the incident with Ms. Amy walking into my room unannounced, I'd become more cautious. The memory made me roll my eyes, yet I smiled, thinking about her flushed face."Why am I even thinking about her?" I muttered to myself, shaking my head.I grabbed my charcoal grey suit and a black tie, then picked out one of my favorite silver-tone Rolex watches to wear. After a quick hairstyle adjustment, parting it to the side and a spritz of aftershave, I was ready to go.Before leaving, I contacted Caine to ensure everything was in order with some documents I needed. Once that was sorted, I grabbed my laptop bag. I had one more task on my list before heading to the office: checking on Liam.Ms. Amy should have arrived

RyanI beckoned Caleb to come and sit with me on the patio. He plopped down with a sly smirk that annoyed me. I couldn’t hide my scowl at his self-satisfied expression. What the fuck is that smile about?“What?” I growled, and his smile only grew wider as he riled me.Caleb shrugged nonchalantly, feigning innocence. “Ah, nothing,” he sighed, but his gaze wandered towards the patio door, giving me the impression that he was waiting for Amy to make an appearance.My frown deepened, and I found myself disliking the implications behind his look, even though I knew it was irrational. Logically, my brain knows Amy is safely tucked into bed right now. She immediately retreated to her bedroom after the awkward conversation with my brother.After informing me that my dinner was in the oven, she gave me a small smile before going to her bedroom while Caleb played with Liam. Although Caleb asked her to stay, she politely refused, respecting our privacy.Once Liam was tired after playing with his

Ryan“Anything else I can get you, sir?” the air hostess inquired with a polite smile.“Hmm?” I looked up from my screen and replied, “No, thank you.”She nodded and returned to the cabin. Finally shutting down my laptop, I retrieved the glass of water that had sat untouched for about ten minutes.I was flying on the company jet today. I avoided using the company jet as chartering one was more expensive than flying first-class. Also, Mark tended to overuse the jet, attending more overseas meetings than I did.Additionally, it was not eco-friendly, and not many people knew this, but I loved nature and tried to preserve it as much as I could from my end.I would have done that today as well if Mark hadn’t cried about the critical meeting of our project back home. The big baby didn’t want to handle some technical issues that had come up.He was furious that I had gone to the London office without him. Well, I did not want to go, but someone at my home was making me restless. Not the restl

RyanIt had been eight days since Amy... Ms. Amy’s accident. It has been a... uh... weird experience. Jim has been dropping off and picking up Liam from school alone while Ms. Amy is on bed rest. Liam seems to have practically moved into Amy’s room, and the two of them chat and giggle like schoolgirls hopped up on sugar and never-ending sleepovers.Amy was advised by the doctor to stay in bed for two weeks, followed by a week of gradual recovery. Her butterfly stitches were removed the day before, and now her wound needs daily cleaning. But she was proving to be an irritable patient.She had requested, or practically begged, to be allowed to tutor or spend time with Liam after just three days of bed rest. It was a rather unusual sight. Most people would be delighted to take a break from work when they fell ill, but Amy appeared to be an exception.Liam checks on her every day before he goes to school and rushes into her room as soon as he comes back. Ms. Amy practically jumps out of he

Ryan“Great idea,” I replied, inspecting the latest developments in the alpha test of the project. “The turnaround time has reduced further. Good.”I handed Paula her device, ensuring all the changes she had made were saved. Paula was one of the best program analysts and ethical hackers I had ever come across. I had hired her four years ago when she corrected my code while serving me coffee in a small town. She is my protégé. She and her team were critical to the project.“Thank you, sir,” she nodded, saving her progress again.I surveyed the team working on the project and said, “The alpha test results are great, but I need you all to be careful. The recent unsuccessful hacking attempt on our company makes me a bit concerned. We can’t afford any vulnerabilities. Double-check all our backdoors and security software.”Paula reassured me, “I’ve been monitoring our security systems closely and working with the cybersecurity team to strengthen our defenses.”“Excellent,” I acknowledged.A