Ethan's POV
I was upstairs in my bedroom searching for my car keys when I heard her voice from downstairs calling out to me. What the fuck was she doing here already?
I walked out of the room and went down the stairs. She was standing at the bottom, all excited with another woman beside her. She informed me that she'd caught an early flight and introduced the woman beside her as Dianna Promme, a wedding planner. What the hell was wrong with this woman?
She moved in for a hug but I pushed her away gently. I tried to explain that I needed to talk to her but she began talking to Dianna Promme. I was getting impatient.
She squealed at the pictures of a wedding magazine.
I noticed Emma in the corner. I went over to her and instructed her to go to the guest room while I handled Sharon. Things had the potential to get ugly and I didn't want Emma getting caught in the middle of it. She complied and I sat next to Sharon, watching the woman who
Emma's POVI walked out of the bedroom and into the living room."Excuse me, Sharon. There's something we have to discuss with you," I interrupted her silly excitement but she ignored me.My patience was running thin.Ethan arrived beside me."Emma, let me handle this," he whispered in my ear."No," I stated, taking a stand.I grabbed the magazine from Sharon's hand and held it behind my back. She looked at me wide-eyed and seemed ready to kill but I didn't move; I couldn't."Now that I have your attention, there's something we have to talk about in private, or we can do it here. I don't give a damn but we're going to talk to you now."I had no idea that I had that in me but lately I had developed a courageous attitude, which I loved."Ethan, what's going on?" she asked as she stood up."Sharon, lets discuss this in the study. Mrs. Promme, please excuse us," he sai
Emma's POVIt had been one month since my engagement with the handsome Ethan Hollen. His former fiancee, Sharon, had left his mansion and his life completely. I was finally at peace with the world around me. Ethan had already begun to spoil me rotten, shopping for clothes, shoes, jewelries and other accessories, taking me to fancy restaurants for dinner dates, and spending all of his free time with me.I was so grateful to him for changing my life for the better. He was such an incredible human being. Never in my life had I thought I would actually get the chance of becoming so happy.You'll never amount to anything!" my foster mother screamed in my face and pushed me into my tiny, cold, dark room.I was ten.I was doing the chores of washing the dishes after dinner and accidentally broke a cup.She punched me in the back and yelled at me. She said that I was and always would be an outcast and that was w
Emma's POVSharon and Ethan's mom appeared before my eyes. I was half naked and wrapped up between the covers on the bed."I don't believe my eyes," Ethan's mom started as she walked into the room and her eyes locked on me."I told you that we'd find her here. Here's the little black prostitute who seduced your son— my fiancee!" Sharon butt in, holding her chest as if she had just swallowed a very large pill."You're a shameless maid who'll do anything to get some money, even if that means sleeping in bed with your employer," Ethan's mom said with a hard look on her face. "You're disgusting and you disgust me. I'm giving you five minutes to get up and get out of my son's house!"I was stunned. So stunned that I couldn't speak. I couldn't wrap my mind around what, and who, was in front of me."I said to get up!" her voice echoed throughout the room.I pulled the sheet around me as I stood. She moved closer
Ethan's POVI had been calling Emma for hours and kept reaching her voicemail, and Halley's too. When I got back they would be grilled. I also wanted to know what the results of the pregnancy test. Would I be a dad or would I have to make a better effort?I couldn't concentrate on the meeting being held in front of me; I kept thinking about Emma."Sir, does that mean that the demands have been met?" Linda shooed my floating thoughts away.I raked my fingers through my hair and heaved a sigh. Linda looked at me."Sir, are you alright?" she asked with a small smile to show she wasn't making a scene."I'm fine," I answered and flipped through the proposals in front of me.I headed back to my hotel room, after the meeting, and called Emma again but got the same results. Voicemail. I called Halley and I got her voicemail too. Where were they and what were they doing? Something was wrong. Emma wouldn't ignore my
Emma's POVI woke up tied to a chair with an excruciating pain at the back of my head. I looked around. I was inside of a small wooden house, similar to a shack. I let out a groan from the pain in the back of my head, which drew the attention of three guys who looked at me with raging eyes.One came over and stood right in front of me. He was approximately six feet, six inches tall, mid-forties with a dark chocolate complexion."What's a pretty little thing like you doing all alone in a dirty swamp?" he asked.The other two looked around the same age and built but had cream complexions."I was kidnapped." The words trembled through my lips."Who would want to do you any harm?" His voice was heavy like thunder."My fiancee's mother. She doesn't want me for her son."The three men broke into laughter."You poor thing.""Why am I here? Please let me go," I begged as tears came.&n
Ethan's POVI arrived home in the early hours the next morning. The plane ride took eight long hours because of a terrible weather pattern and a lot of turbulence. As I drove up to the mansion, every one of my household employees were lined up in front of the main entrance.I got out of the car with rage and anger. "Where's Emma?" I yelled, daring anyone to answer my question without knowledge.Their eyes only glanced at me.I was furious. I needed answers and all they could provide was eye contact. My eyes landed on Halley. "Halley, where's Emma?" I asked again, controlling my anger."Sir, all I know is that she was in the room and then Sharon and your mom came after her.""Where were you when they left with her?""They didn't leave with her. They had someone take her somewhere.""Where were you?!"She began to cry. "I was locked in the chambers."I pushed past everyone and headed inside and upstairs to m
Ethan's POVMy phone rang in my pocket as I sat in the helicopter. Detective Sam had gotten some news. Emma was at a local hospital north of my current location. I instructed my helicopter pilot to change course. I was relieved that she was found and at a hospital. She would get the treatment that she needed there.We landed on the hospital's roof top and moved towards the entrance. I took the elevator down and arrived at the fourth floor. A receptionist stood behind a desk flipping through papers. She gave me a pleasant smile as I approached."Hello, I'm Ethan Hollen. I'm looking for my fiancee, Emma Cole."She fixed her hair with her fingers and drew out her large chest as she smiled. Maybe she wanted to impress me, but it wasn't working. I was only attracted to one woman."Yes, Mr. Hollen. She's in recovery 0-10 on the third floor. It's only one floor down." She batted her eyelashes like a doll."Thank you," I said back before looki
Emma's POVIt'd been two weeks since I'd gotten back home and recovered, but I was reliving a nightmare. I kept envisioning Sharon and Mrs. Hollen inside the room with me whenever I tried to sleep. Their images were plastered in my head and their words still replayed.The swamp was another nightmare, too. How close I came to my death and the struggle and pain I endured trying to get out of it.Now, I was no longer pregnant with Ethan's baby, and that just did a number on me. I was traumatized, and had been since the doctors told me the news when I awoke. My body had rejected the baby due to stress and the banging my body had taken at the hands of Mrs. Hollen and Sharon in the house, and in the van on my way to the swamp. They removed the fetus from inside me immediately so it wouldn't caused an infection.I couldn't wrapped my mind around the fact that the baby wasn't inside me anymore, and I had to get through it by myself. Ethan coul