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Sawyer pulled out his wallet and fished out a wad of cash. Holding a few bills in front of Alex, he smirked. "Call me Daddy."
Alex’s eyes widened, the temptation undeniable. At once, he leaned forward, planting a kiss on Sawyer’s cheek before grinning brightly. "Daddy!"
Sawyer’s face mirrored the same grin. At that moment, with their identical expressions, it was clear there was no need for a DNA test—the resemblance was uncanny.
He handed the cash to Alex and then pulled out a few more bills. "Say it again."
"Daddy!" Alex chirped. Another set of bills landed in his tiny hands.
The little boy, delighted with the exchange, kept repeating, "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" every time, while Sawyer handed him money with an indulgent smile.
At that moment, Ellie walked into the house and froze at the sight.
Alex was sitting in Sawyer’s lap, happily chanting, “Daddy!” while Sawyer handed him wads of cash.
"Good boy," Sawyer praised, ruffling his son’s hair.
Ellie’s sharp heels clicked against the floor as she stepped closer. Hearing the familiar sound, both men—one grown, one tiny—immediately turned their heads toward the entrance.
"Mommy?"
"Ellie?"
Alex instantly jumped off Sawyer’s lap, his little hands clutching fistfuls of cash. A few bills fluttered to the ground as he ran toward Ellie.
"Mommy! Let’s go! I take you ice cweam date!" The boy declared proudly, shoving all the money into Ellie’s hands.
Ellie melted at the sight of her adorable son. She dropped to her knees, kissing his chubby cheeks all over. "Go wash up. I’ll take you for ice cream."
The boy beamed and dashed off.
Ellie, now standing, turned her sharp gaze to Sawyer and marched over.
"Stop spoiling my child! He’s so little. Why are you giving him so much—"
Her words got stuck in her throat when Sawyer suddenly pulled out a velvet box and flipped it open, revealing a dazzling diamond necklace.
Five minutes later, when Alex returned, freshly washed and ready, he found his mother sitting in Sawyer’s lap, her arms filled with jewelry boxes.
"Husband," Ellie giggled, kissing Sawyer’s cheek as he placed yet another set of rubies into her lap. Ellie’s eyes lit up like stars.
"Now this one," Sawyer coaxed, offering his other cheek while pulling out yet another box, ready to slide it into her hands.
***
He vanished without a word—now he’s back to drag her into his obsession.
“Run, Ivy. Hide. If I catch you again, you’ll become mine.”
Christian Evans’ words from five years ago still echo in Ivy Watson’s mind, as do the memories of him—memories that refuse to fade.
Back then, as an intern at the prestigious Evans Holdings, Ivy couldn’t escape her billionaire boss’s relentless pursuit. Christian loved her with an intensity that left her shaken. His love was overwhelming, possessive, all-consuming. He became her shadow, her storm—until one day, he vanished without a word, leaving her to drown in the darkness he left behind.
Now, she’s fallen into his arms again.
Christian has returned, and this time, he’s not letting her go. His obsession burns hotter than ever, every action a declaration that Ivy belongs to him. He’s everywhere—proposing to her, protecting her, feeding her, fighting for her, and vowing that she’ll marry him, bear his children, and belong to him forever.
He’s stalking her again.
But Ivy knows his game. And she won’t fall in love with him.
Not again.
Never again.