After confessing my feelings to Allison, I couldn't shake off the worry that she might not feel the same way. Knowing how much she loves Rob only added to my fears. It felt like I was competing against someone who had already won her heart.

I felt exposed and vulnerable after sharing my feelings. I wanted Allison to understand how much I cared about her. I want her to know how much I love her and that there is no line I wouldn't cross for her. She needs to be mine, and only mine.

Some part of me is so grateful that I will soon have her as my wife, and Rob will never be able to take her back from me, but the other part is afraid of what dad will do after time expires. Would he kill her like he promised? Hell no. There is no way in the world that I will let him even go near her. All I need is a plan.

I immediately reached out to my security team, instructing them to assign our most skilled personnel to ensure Allison's safety in case of any unexpected events. Then, I convened a meeting with our PR team to address the impending media frenzy. Marrying my brother's ex-fiancée would undoubtedly stir up a storm of public scrutiny, so we needed a solid plan to manage the inevitable flood of news coverage and navigate the potential fallout for our company's reputation. Unfortunately for my brother, most of the articles will look like “The older the better, Allison Young is getting married to her ex-fiance’s older brother” or “LA's hottest bachelor is getting married to Allison Young.” In case you think I am kidding, no, I am not. That’s really how the articles look.

Speaking of the devil himself, Rob is calling me again. He is calling me nonstop after I kidnapped him and broke his nose. Doesn’t he understand how annoying he is?

“What do you want from me, Rob? I’m busy; some people have work to do, you know’

“Work?” He said it sarcastically. "Yeah, sure, marrying your brother’s girlfriend is a lot of work. What is it, Aiden? Blonde hair, green eyes, money, or intelligence—oh, wait, you don’t have any of them. It is just your dick.”

"Well, well, look who is jealous, dear brother. You should think about that before being with Lis because she is a “replica” of that crazy bitch.” Rob still loves her so much, and if he is fucking with me, I will do the same. He is crazy to think that I will ever let this chance slip away. “She is mine now; don’t talk to her, don’t look at her, and don’t even think of her. She is my future wife, and I will burn you alive if you ever go near her.”

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“Look at my brother. I didn’t know you had a possessive side until Allison. But there is one thing, my brother: no matter what you do to her, your love for her will be one-sided. You know why, my sweet Aiden, because I am her first love shit, I am her first everything. She will go back to me as soon as she gets that you are not a replica of me.” I had the feeling that I was going to kill him sooner than I expected.

“What makes you sleep better at night, Rob” and then I end the call.

My heart sank as Rob's words echoed in my mind, confirming my worst fears. The thought of losing Allison, the woman I had grown to love so deeply, filled me with an overwhelming sense of dread. I couldn't shake the fear that despite my best efforts, I would never be able to truly capture her heart.

The idea that Allison still had strong feelings for Rob wounded deep, throwing doubt on my plans for our future together. I couldn't help but wonder if I'd ever be able to compete with Rob's persistent grasp on her heart.

As much as I wanted to believe Allison could love me as much as she loved Rob, a continuing voice of doubt ate at my confidence. I was afraid that I would always be second best in her eyes, living in the shadow of the man she had previously loved.

Regardless of my anxieties, I was determined to battle for Allison's affection. I would do anything to prove myself worthy of her love, even if it meant facing the difficult task of capturing her heart against daunting challenges.

As I dealt with the approaching threat posed by my father, Richard Miller, I felt an overwhelming feeling of protectiveness for Allison. She was more than just someone I cared about; she was my entire life, and the notion of her falling victim to my father's schemes sent shivers down my spine.

With a sense of urgency, I set out to create a detailed strategy to keep Allison safe from my father's influence. Every detail mattered, and every care was necessary. I couldn't afford to take any chances, especially with Allison's safety on the line.

First and foremost, I made it my mission to be her unwavering shield, standing between her and any potential harm my father could inflict. Whether it was a family gathering or a chance encounter, I positioned myself strategically, ready to intervene at a moment's notice.

I also added cutting-edge security procedures to strengthen our defenses. I used every tool at my disposal—surveillance cameras, background checks, you name it—to try and avoid my father. I also got assistance from reliable supporters in my social network and workplace to make sure Allison was never left in danger.

Most importantly, though, was that I took proactive measures to protect Allison's financial independence and sense of personal authority. Legal barriers were built, and safety measures were taken to prevent my father from trying to control or take advantage of her.

It was a tough task, to say the least, but I was willing to go to any length to protect the woman I loved.For Allison, I would confront my father, challenge him at every turn if need be. After all, her safety and well-being were non-negotiable – they were my top priority, now and always.

A warm smile spreads over my lips as I reflect on our path that led us here. It's time to start a new adventure with the woman who owns my heart. With determined decide, I picked up the phone and rented the full kitchen at the Aloha Club for our upcoming culinary session. This is not just any day; it marks the start of something beautiful. And as I finish the plans, I can't help but feel a sense of eagerness for what comes next.