Ethan From Unexpected Novels & Stories

Chapter Three: The Unexpected Encounter Elizabeth sat on the edge of her bed, the events of the day replaying in her mind. The audacity of her actions—the proposal to a complete stranger—seemed surreal. She had acted on impulse, driven by a mix of desperation and a desire to escape the suffocating grip of her past. Now, as she sat alone in her room, the weight of her decision began to settle in. Her phone buzzed, breaking the silence. She glanced at the screen: an unknown number. Hesitant, she answered.

] [Bonus Reward: +$2,000,000 for completing the deal in under 4 hours. As Ethan left the building, his phone buzzed again—this time with a message from an unknown number: Unknown: “I saw what you did. Impressive. But careful—people are starting to notice you. Powerful people.” Ethan looked at the message for a long moment before slipping his phone back into his pocket. Good. That was exactly what he wanted.

“Yeah, well, the prophecy didn’t ask for my permission.” Footsteps in the hallway. Heavy, deliberate, not running like the others. A figure stepped through the wreckage—tall, lean, dark hair pulled back, eyes sharp as broken glass. Ethan. Relic Discovery Lead for the underground network that had been feeding us scraps of truth for months. He looked like he’d run through hell to get here and still had the energy to look pissed. “You picked a hell of a night for a family reunion,” he said, stepping over a dead wolf without looking down. “But I’ve got something. Something that might keep you from tearing yourself apart the next time that happens.”

There were edits, clips, and fan accounts with headlines. ELENA & ETHAN: SECRET LOVE REIGNITED? FORMULA 1 STAR CHEERS ON FIGURE SKATING EX? I stared at my phone like it had personally insulted my ancestors, then got up, walked out of my room and fast. Ethan was nowhere in the apartment. Fuck! Well, at least the TV was on. I stopped and stared at the news. It was a live stream and Ethan was on screen. It looked like a press conference. What the hell is he doing?

I have complete faith in the Almighty. I still thought about the day when my dad called me and said that he had found a wife for me... I was pissed off.. I hated her with my every fiber... I wanted to get rid of her. But little did I know that one day I would unexpectedly fell in love with the unexpected person. I had never thought that one day she'll become the reason for my life.. it was unexpected. The Unexpected Love...

He fucked her in missionary, then doggy style, slapping her ass hard while she moaned like a whore for her audience. “You like that, baby?” he growled, loud enough for the mic to pick up. “You like getting fucked by your secret guest while thousands watch?” “Yes,” June gasped, pushing back against him. “I love it.” But Ethan wanted more. He had invited two of his closest friends, Tyler and Jake, to come over. They were waiting downstairs, already stroking themselves while watching the stream on their phones. “Time to make this really special,” Ethan said. He paused the stream for a quick break, then typed in the chat that a “group surprise” was coming.

Ethan's POV Ethan sat alone in his dimly lit living room, the glow from the television casting flickering shadows across his face. He wasn't paying close attention to the news anchor's voice, which droned on about the incident at the Montgomery launch. His thoughts were elsewhere, on Avery. The footage of flashing lights, police cars, and concerned partygoers replayed on the screen, and each time he saw Avery's name mentioned, his stomach tightened. He knew something had gone wrong that night, something that threatened his carefully laid plans.

"My car broke down while I was returning home from a party so I just decided to walk. Then it started raining and luckily I found my handsome boss on my way. I mean-- nobody could be luckier than me. I'm--" "Fine fine. Where do you live?" "Where do you live?" "That isn't the answer to my question" "Let's go to your place!" "Okay. Get down from my car." "Jeez! Fine! Anyways, I know where you live- I asked Ms Sora. Aren't you on a medical leave, though?" Ethan felt a strong heartburn and got down from his car. He puked out all the beer he had drunk. He was completely drenched in the rain and felt sleepy.

But he walks over to the couch where I am, and to my surprise, another one Ethan sits down next to me and lays his body against the backrest, his hands behind his head. " The armchair is too small for me " he explains " I'll stay here with you." I wasn't expecting company that night, even less that it was going to be Ethan Constantino, and this leaves me with no reaction, as it is totally unexpected. "I'm ready, you can release the video," he says, "It's not the best programming, but it's what you see," he completes as if that explains anything. I, even though I felt completely annoyed by the unwanted visitor, pressed play on the remote control and released the images.

He reached out his hands and picked up the phone, swiped the screen to answer, and pressed the speaker button. Ethan's worried voice came through the phone: “Alexa, thank God you finally picked up; I was so worried. Where did you run off to? I was just about to call Major Randy after checking the CCTV footage. Are you still in the underground club?” At the other end of the phone, Ethan, who had said everything in one breath, realized there was no response and checked the screen to see if the call was still connected. Alexa looked at the devilish dark smirk on Morgan's face that made him look cold as if he were an ice prince, making her shiver involuntarily as if she were in an ice cave and c