As the guests trickled out of the beachfront villa, Selena glanced around the now-empty courtyard, her eyes widening slightly. "Hey, where did everyone go?"She was a little tipsy, her cheeks flushed with a soft pink hue, her gaze hazy and slightly unfocused, adding an extra layer of allure to her already beautiful features.Aaron gently took the wine glass from her hand, setting it aside before scooping her up in his arms. He started toward the upstairs bedroom, holding her close as her body relaxed into his."You haven’t even seen your new room yet. Let’s go take a look," he murmured.Selena’s limbs went limp, her arms draping lazily around his neck as she leaned into him, her voice soft and dreamy. "New room… what does it look like?"Aaron smiled, amused by her dazed innocence. "You’ll find out soon enough."Their master bedroom was on the second floor, the largest in the villa, with elegant double doors leading into the suite. Inside was a cozy sitting area, complete with a sofa, c
"Drink a little—it'll help," Sidney said softly, holding the water bottle closer to her.Maria looked at the water being offered, then took it from his hand, sipping it slowly. As she drank, Sidney's eyes never left her, studying her quietly.Neither of them spoke for the rest of the drive.When the car finally came to a stop, the driver announced, "We're here."Sidney turned to her. "I’ll walk you up."Maria didn’t object, and they stepped out into the cool night. The breeze was crisp, refreshing after the warmth of the villa, and they walked in silence. Maria moved at a leisurely pace ahead, while Sidney followed closely behind, his gaze fixed on her, growing more intense with each step.Suddenly, Maria stopped.Sidney halted too, watching her carefully, waiting for her next move. She turned to face him, a playful smile on her lips, her hands resting casually behind her back. "After going to Selena’s wedding today, I realized… maybe marriage isn’t so bad after all."Sidney’s heart b
Maria's entire body trembled, overwhelmed by the unfamiliar yet intoxicating sensations coursing through her. Her hands gripped the edge of the cabinet tightly, her toes curling involuntarily as Sidney's breath, hot and teasing, grazed her most sensitive spots. The stimulation was almost unbearable, pushing her to the edge.Outside, the wind picked up, causing the sheer curtains on the balcony to flutter in the breeze. The soft moonlight, once filtering gently through the window, was now obscured by drifting clouds, casting the room into a dim haze.A tear escaped the corner of Maria’s eye, her breathing rapid and uneven, her body quivering under Sidney's touch. After what felt like an eternity, her body finally surrendered, collapsing in his arms. Sidney stood and wrapped her in a protective embrace, his strong arms carrying her toward the bathroom."Did that feel good?" he whispered against her ear, his voice low and breathless, the heat of his words brushing against her skin.Mari
"I’m starving," Maria said as she pulled her hand away, breaking the tension that had built between them.Sidney nodded, his voice calm. "I’ve already made breakfast. Wash up, and it'll be ready.""Alright," she responded, tossing the covers aside and sliding out of bed.Her pale skin was adorned with faint traces of last night—bruises from his grip, tender marks where his lips had lingered. The sight told the story of their passion, but Maria didn’t seem to mind. She moved with ease, disappearing into the bathroom without a second thought.Sidney’s eyes followed her every movement, heat rising again in his chest. He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to stay composed as the door shut behind her.Moments later, her voice called out, "Can you grab me a dress?"Sidney let out a breath, heading to her walk-in closet. As he stood in front of the endless rows of clothes, he paused. There were so many choices—elegant dresses, casual outfits. For a brief moment, he was lost in indecision.Fin
Since she had mentioned marriage, Sidney was determined to ask again. If she refused, he wouldn’t press further. Maria quietly observed him, then asked, "Sidney, are you really sure? I’m pretty unpredictable. One day, I might just get bored of you, and then we’ll have to get divorced."His eyes were full of sincerity as he responded, "I’ve thought it through. I want to marry you. I’ll do everything I can to make our marriage work and never let you feel tired of me. I want us to go the distance together."There was no denying the stir in her heart, especially when he was looking at her like that—like she was his entire world.Without thinking, Maria leaned in and kissed the corner of his lips. "You’re so sweet."Sidney’s hand found the back of her neck, deepening the kiss. When they finally pulled away, both of their breaths were a little uneven."Maria, marry me?""Okay," she replied without hesitation this time.The moment she said yes, she could practically see fireworks bursting i
Maria accepted the bouquet and took a sniff, the delicate fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose. Only then did Sidney pull out the marriage certificate, handing it to her."Doesn't it look better with the flowers? More ceremonial?" Hearing this, a deeper smile spread across Maria's lips. "You sure know a lot, huh?"Sidney replied, "I pay attention to you. I know you love taking pictures. If it were just the certificate, you'd find it too plain."Maria laughed and took the marriage certificate, adjusting the angle with the bouquet before starting to snap pictures.It didn’t take long before she was done. Handing the certificate back to Sidney, she got into the car without hesitation.Sidney carefully put the marriage certificate away, then got in the car and asked, "How about we grab a bite to celebrate?"Maria, still looking at her phone while selecting photos, said, "We just ate. I'm not hungry yet. Let’s go take wedding photos."Sidney chuckled at that. "Alright."By the time t
Maria thought Lucas must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed today. Since when was he so easygoing? Usually, it was a miracle if he didn’t work them to the ground, but today, he was offering her a break?This thought crossed her mind, and she voiced it aloud, "Boss, are you feeling alright today?"Lucas was speechless.Among his subordinates, only Maria dared speak to him like that, with no regard for formalities. But he couldn’t do anything about it—Maria was both highly capable and incredibly loyal.Lucas glanced at Aveline beside him, holding back his temper as he said, "Do you want the time off or not?""Of course I do!" Maria agreed without hesitation. Lucas was showing her some grace today, and she wasn't about to waste the opportunity."Just let me know once the date is set," Lucas replied calmly."Got it," Maria answered, then quickly ended the call....Lucas turned to Aveline and asked, "Is that enough sincerity for you?"Aveline shook her head. "Not quite."Lucas look
As the two of them stepped out of the bridal shop, a warm breeze blew past, carrying with it a hint of stifling heat. Maria squinted slightly, a faint smile lingering on her lips."Mary!" Suddenly, a voice called out from across the street.Maria's smile instantly vanished, replaced by a coldness in her eyes. On such a perfect day, someone just had to come and spoil it—what bad luck."Let’s go," she said, not bothering to glance at the person calling her. Instead, she gripped Sidney’s hand and walked toward the car parked nearby.Sidney sensed her shift in mood and asked, "What’s wrong?"Maria replied, "I’m tired. I just want to go home and rest."Sidney nodded, opening the car door for her. He then drove in the direction of her place."Mary!" Tracy called out several times, but Maria didn’t even look in her direction. Frustrated, Tracy hurried across the street only to be left standing in a cloud of exhaust as the car drove away, leaving her fuming."Ungrateful brat!" she muttered
Jolie stirred, her eyes fluttering open in the dimly lit cabin. The sharp, handsome features of the man before her were so close that she could feel the warmth of his breath. His lips, carrying his familiar scent, gently traced hers, as if torn between waking her and letting her sleep. Her breath hitched, a brief moment of confusion washing over her. Gavin noticed and, in response, pressed a firm kiss to her lips. "Did I wake you?" "You did that on purpose," Jolie replied, her voice soft and husky from sleep. "Mm." Gavin didn’t deny it, his tone unapologetic as he leaned down to kiss her again. Still groggy, Jolie found herself caught off guard, his lips capturing hers with a growing intensity. By the time she realized what was happening, he had deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing and tangling with hers in an intoxicating rhythm. Her breath quickened, and she instinctively pushed against him. Gavin pulled back, only to trail kisses along her cheek and down her neck, his
The night air was cool, a gentle breeze slipping through the car window and lifting the strands of hair framing her face. They fluttered across her vision, briefly distracting her, yet she could still clearly see his eyes. At that moment, the unease and uncertainty stirring in her chest melted away, replaced by an inexplicable sense of calm. It felt as though there was nothing he couldn’t handle. As long as he wanted to. Jolie smiled softly and said, "Alright." When they arrived at the private airstrip, the captain came forward to exchange a few words with Gavin. Standing nearby, Jolie watched and couldn’t resist asking, "How long will you be staying?" Gavin glanced at her. "How long do you want me to stay?" The overly intimate tone of his words, spoken with such casual ease, caught her off guard. Her cheeks flushed immediately—especially since there were others around to hear it. Lowering her gaze shyly, she murmured, "You can stay as long as you want." She turned he
Gavin looked at her, his gaze steady, and replied in a calm voice, "You’ve got the leverage to do it." Oh... Jolie’s heart skipped a beat, her pulse momentarily thrown off rhythm. What was this feeling? It was as if someone was spoiling her, cherishing her unconditionally. Even though it was just a simple conversation, it carried a warmth she couldn’t ignore. For a moment, she realized that what she once thought was affection and care had been nothing but an illusion. A smile unconsciously curved on her lips as her eyes lit up. "Does this mean I can walk around Larbor City like I own the place?" Gavin raised an eyebrow. "Are you a crab?" Jolie burst into laughter, her mood instantly lifted by his quick-witted remark. Her earlier irritation dissipated, replaced by lightheartedness. Whether or not he meant it, the fact that he sided with her made her happy. "I’m full. Should we head out?" she asked, her appetite long gone after everything that had happened earlier.
The girl stared in disbelief, her hands clutching her face. "You hit me?" Jolie blinked innocently at her. "Weren’t you the one insisting I hit you earlier? I just gave you another slap to match your story. You should be used to it by now." "Jolie Quin!" Ian had reached his limit, his voice full of anger as he glared at her. "Apologize to her!" Jolie glanced at him, her expression calm but icy. "Get lost." She had thought he might be reasonable, but clearly, he was blinded by infatuation. She had no patience to deal with him any longer and turned to leave. Before she could take a step, Ian grabbed her arm roughly. "Jolie, you’re not leaving without apologizing! I don’t think I’ve ever wronged you, have I? We used to get along just fine, didn’t we?" "Let go," Jolie said, her brows knitting in disgust. She hated being touched, especially by someone she considered beneath her. Ian tightened his grip, his hand digging into her arm hard enough to cause pain. "Jolie, yo
Jolie was completely baffled, a string of question marks running through her mind. But when the girl suddenly dropped to her knees, it genuinely startled her.She quickly reached out to help her up. "Get up first. We can talk properly."Before Jolie could react, the girl grabbed her hand and slapped herself hard across the face with it.Smack!The crisp sound echoed in the quiet hallway, leaving Jolie frozen in shock."Why did you hit me?" The girl, who had just been crying like an innocent damsel in distress, now clutched her face and loudly accused her. "Ian and I are the real couple! You’re the one coming between us. How could you hit me?"Jolie blinked, completely dumbfounded, as the girl’s voice rang out.A few passersby paused, glancing over to witness the commotion.Meanwhile, Ian, who had been waiting and wondering why his girlfriend hadn’t returned, came looking for her. The scene he walked into—his girlfriend on the ground, crying and accusing Jolie—made him stride forward,
The person in the hallway glanced at her briefly but quickly looked away, as though she were a stranger. Jolie’s hand, lifted halfway to wave, stalled in mid-air.What... was that? Gavin noticed her reaction and asked in a low voice, "What’s wrong?" "Nothing," Jolie replied, shaking her head and brushing it off. The man outside was Ian. Pretending not to know her was probably his way of avoiding unnecessary trouble—after all, they had already "broken up." The door to their private room shut completely, and Gavin hadn’t seen Ian or his group. He turned back to her and asked, "Do you come here often?" "Yeah," Jolie nodded. "I come here a lot with friends." So, this was one of her favorite hidden gems. The fact that she was willing to share it with him felt significant somehow. Gavin caught himself lingering on that thought and was momentarily taken aback by his own reaction. He kept his expression neutral, not letting on what had crossed his mind. The food arrived qui
The reason it wasn’t the same was simple—her plan would fall apart if she got caught.Of course, that wasn’t something she could admit.Jolie simply said, "I just don’t want any unnecessary complications. Since you’ve already arranged the flight, let’s just leave directly."Gavin’s dark eyes fixed on her for a moment, but he didn’t press the issue.It was clear she didn’t want to talk about it any further, so he let it drop.When the elevator doors opened, the two of them walked out together. A car was already waiting at the entrance. Gavin, ever the gentleman, opened the door for her.The car pulled away from Cooper Enterprises, and Gavin asked, "What do you want to eat?"Jolie, busy typing on her phone, replied, "I know a good restaurant."It was a cozy place she loved, one she often visited with her friends."Alright," Gavin replied, pulling out his phone to respond to some emails. With his work condensed into such a tight schedule, he seized every spare moment to handle it.Jolie p
Gavin suddenly recalled Wilfried's words, "That girl doesn’t even like you."Lowering his gaze slightly, Gavin pushed the thought aside without explanation, his expression remaining cool and indifferent as he watched her. After Jolie finished looking through the photos, she turned to him and asked, "Why do you have pictures of all these women?" "My father brought them over," Gavin replied. "Oh." Jolie nodded knowingly and didn’t press further. It was easy enough to figure out—the Cooper family obviously wanted him to consider an arranged marriage, so they sent over these photos for him to choose from. She could understand that. In fact, she even helped him look through them, just in case one of these women turned out to be a good match for him. After all, their relationship wasn’t meant to last forever. When he grew tired of her and she had her fun, they’d part ways, and everything would return to normal. As she neatly organized the photos and placed them back on the ta
It was Jolie’s first time visiting Cooper Enterprises, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of curiosity about the place.No, to be precise, it was her first time stepping into any corporate office. The Quin family also had company, but she had never visited, nor had Daisy or Terence ever asked her to.The private elevator for the CEO was stunningly opulent, its polished surface gleaming like a mirror, perfectly reflecting their images. Jolie’s heart began to race with an inexplicable excitement.The assistant glanced at her and said with a warm smile, "Miss Quin, there’s no need to be nervous. Mr. Cooper will definitely be delighted to see you."Jolie nodded and replied, "I’m not nervous."The elevator moved swiftly, and as they neared the executive office, Jolie adjusted her cap and mask, pulling them snugly to hide her face as much as possible.Meanwhile, near the adjacent employee elevator, Rosalie was holding a stack of files, ready to head downstairs.She froze the moment she s