The special guest room buzzed with anticipation, the air thick with the kind of excitement that only comes before a major launch. I glanced at my watch, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and excitement. Today was the day Kora Bradson, the breathtakingly beautiful and wildly popular celebrity model, would be walking through the doors of Daze Glam Beauty and Cosmetics. She was set to model our latest product, the Daze Beauty Super Easy Makeup Remover.As the founder and CEO of Daze Glam, I’ve had my fair share of high-stakes meetings, but there was something uniquely electrifying about today. Kora Bradson wasn’t just any model. She was an icon, a vision of beauty that captivated millions. Her endorsement could take our product from a promising innovation to an overnight sensation.I took a deep breath and adjusted my blazer, smoothing down a few stray hairs. Presentation was everything, especially in this business. My assistant, Stacy, popped her head in, a look of barely contained e
A knock on the door interrupted us, and my grandmother Kris walked in, her presence commanding and reassuring. "I heard all that has being going on and it's very clever of you have Kora over, that's a huge step, keep it up" she said, closing the door behind her. "And I think I might have a few ideas that might help in the company issues."I smiled, feeling a flicker of hope. "Grandma, I could use all the help I can get."She sat down beside Stacy, her eyes sharp and focused. "Your parents built this company from the ground up, and we're not going to let a bunch of opportunists tear it down. We need to gather evidence, expose the people behind these scandals, and launch a campaign to restore Daze Glam Beauty and Cosmetics's image."Stacy nodded, her eyes gleaming with determination. "I can start digging around, see what I can find. We need to know who we're dealing with.""And I'll work on a PR strategy," Kris added. "We'll need to be transparent with the public, show them that we're t
As Stacy continued to gather evidence, Kris and I worked on crafting a comprehensive PR plan. We knew we had to be strategic, to anticipate the moves of those trying to undermine us."We'll need a strong statement," Kris said one afternoon as we sat in the conference room, drafting our plan. "Something that addresses the issues head-on but also reassures our clients and partners that we're taking decisive action."I nodded, jotting down notes. "We should also highlight the steps we're taking to ensure this doesn't happen again. Show that we're committed to transparency and integrity."Kris smiled, her eyes twinkling with pride. "That's the spirit. We'll turn this around, Kylie. I have no doubt."As we worked late into the night, I felt a sense of purpose and drive that I hadn't felt in a long time. This company was more than just a business to me; it was a part of my family's legacy, and I was determined to protect it.The day of the press conference arrived, and I stood in front of t
It was a gloomy afternoon as I drove to the cemetery to visit my parents' graves. The sky was overcast, matching the heaviness in my heart. Running Daze Glam Beauty & Cosmetics, a multi-million dollar company, was a dream come true, but today, I felt a profound loneliness. As the CEO, my life was always busy, filled with meetings, travel, and constant decision-making, but visiting my parents’ resting place grounded me, reminding me of where I came from and what I had lost.I got out of my car and walked slowly to their graves, the crunch of the gravel under my feet the only sound in the silence. I stood there for a long time, talking to them in my mind, updating them on my life and telling them about their future grandchild. I was four months pregnant, and though I was excited, I was also terrified. My boyfriend, Devin, was thrilled about the baby. He was supportive, loving, and everything I could ask for. But there was always a shadow looming over us – his identical twin brother, De
The news of my death spread quickly. Devin, was devastated. Losing me and our unborn child was more than he could bear. When he received the call from Kim, my best friend, he collapsed in shock. I could only imagine the anguish in her voice as she broke the news to him.He was not just going to lose just me, but also our future together, our dreams, our plans. The grief was overwhelming, a tidal wave that consumed him. He was inconsolable, his heart shattered into a million pieces.Devon, Devin's identical twin brother, took the news just as hard. Despite our complicated history our brief affair and the love he still harbored for me, he was heartbroken. The rivalry and bitterness between the brothers, fueled by their love for me, seemed insignificant in the face of such tragedy.Devin's pov:The phone call shattered my world. Kim's voice cracked as she uttered the words, "Kylie... she's gone." I couldn't process it. How could she be gone? Just moments ago, she was vibrant, full of lif
Kylie's pov:It was a small comfort to know that my death had brought them back together, even if it was too late for me to see it.The news of my accident spread like wildfire through Daze Glam Beauty & Cosmetics, the company my parents had built from the ground up. I could almost hear the gasps of shock, the whispers of disbelief as my employees tried to come to terms with the fact that I was gone.I had always prided myself on being a strong and capable leader, someone who inspired loyalty and dedication in my team. Now, as I watched from afar, I saw the impact of my absence on the company. There was confusion, uncertainty, and a sense of loss that mirrored my own.But amidst the chaos, there were glimmers of hope. I saw how my team rallied together, how they supported each other in the face of tragedy. I saw the determination in their eyes, the resolve to carry on my legacy and keep the company running smoothly.Of course, there were those who saw my accident as an opportunity. I
The soft glow of light flickered through the window, casting shadows on the walls as we lay tangled in each other's arms. The air was filled with the sweet scent of jasmine, and the sound of our gentle breathing was the only sound in the room. I gently leaned in, feeling a bit nervous but extremely excited. Reaching for his lips, I grabbed his hair pulling him closer to me, gently. Our lips locked in, the kiss started slowly and gradually deepened. His hands found their way to my tiny waist, pulling me closer. Our bodies pressed against each other. He slid his fingers into my already wet pussy and I let out a soft moan. I was trying to catch my breath as his fingers moved in deeper ***I paused to refill our tequila glasses from the pitcher and chuckled at my best friend, Kim. Her big, brown eyes were wide open, and she was leaning so far forward that I feared she might topple over. She was normally the one with the sexy stories, so I was enjoying having one of my own, for once.We we
"O-M-Geeee!" Kim screeched as she pretended to bang her head on the table. "It was all a dream? You've gotta be kidding me. What happened on your blind date?""The date was a dude. He spent the whole evening complaining about his exes, and then he wanted to split the check. I mean split the check down to the penny - as in, I ate more of the appetizer than he did, so he demanded I pay for more than half of it." I rolled my eyes. "He definitely wasn't the guy of my dreams. Or anyone else's," I added somewhat contrarily.I'm sure my grandma, Kris had meant well when she set me up with Lucas, telling me that she was sure he'd be the love of my life, but he was clearly not the man for me. "Maybe there isn't a man that's right for me," I grouched."Please tell me you used the battery-operated gadget I bought you to finish off the work that dream guy started," Kim said. She narrowed her eyes at me, assessing, then said, "I can tell you didn't. You're too grumpy. There's nothing wrong with
Kylie's pov:It was a small comfort to know that my death had brought them back together, even if it was too late for me to see it.The news of my accident spread like wildfire through Daze Glam Beauty & Cosmetics, the company my parents had built from the ground up. I could almost hear the gasps of shock, the whispers of disbelief as my employees tried to come to terms with the fact that I was gone.I had always prided myself on being a strong and capable leader, someone who inspired loyalty and dedication in my team. Now, as I watched from afar, I saw the impact of my absence on the company. There was confusion, uncertainty, and a sense of loss that mirrored my own.But amidst the chaos, there were glimmers of hope. I saw how my team rallied together, how they supported each other in the face of tragedy. I saw the determination in their eyes, the resolve to carry on my legacy and keep the company running smoothly.Of course, there were those who saw my accident as an opportunity. I
The news of my death spread quickly. Devin, was devastated. Losing me and our unborn child was more than he could bear. When he received the call from Kim, my best friend, he collapsed in shock. I could only imagine the anguish in her voice as she broke the news to him.He was not just going to lose just me, but also our future together, our dreams, our plans. The grief was overwhelming, a tidal wave that consumed him. He was inconsolable, his heart shattered into a million pieces.Devon, Devin's identical twin brother, took the news just as hard. Despite our complicated history our brief affair and the love he still harbored for me, he was heartbroken. The rivalry and bitterness between the brothers, fueled by their love for me, seemed insignificant in the face of such tragedy.Devin's pov:The phone call shattered my world. Kim's voice cracked as she uttered the words, "Kylie... she's gone." I couldn't process it. How could she be gone? Just moments ago, she was vibrant, full of lif
It was a gloomy afternoon as I drove to the cemetery to visit my parents' graves. The sky was overcast, matching the heaviness in my heart. Running Daze Glam Beauty & Cosmetics, a multi-million dollar company, was a dream come true, but today, I felt a profound loneliness. As the CEO, my life was always busy, filled with meetings, travel, and constant decision-making, but visiting my parents’ resting place grounded me, reminding me of where I came from and what I had lost.I got out of my car and walked slowly to their graves, the crunch of the gravel under my feet the only sound in the silence. I stood there for a long time, talking to them in my mind, updating them on my life and telling them about their future grandchild. I was four months pregnant, and though I was excited, I was also terrified. My boyfriend, Devin, was thrilled about the baby. He was supportive, loving, and everything I could ask for. But there was always a shadow looming over us – his identical twin brother, De
As Stacy continued to gather evidence, Kris and I worked on crafting a comprehensive PR plan. We knew we had to be strategic, to anticipate the moves of those trying to undermine us."We'll need a strong statement," Kris said one afternoon as we sat in the conference room, drafting our plan. "Something that addresses the issues head-on but also reassures our clients and partners that we're taking decisive action."I nodded, jotting down notes. "We should also highlight the steps we're taking to ensure this doesn't happen again. Show that we're committed to transparency and integrity."Kris smiled, her eyes twinkling with pride. "That's the spirit. We'll turn this around, Kylie. I have no doubt."As we worked late into the night, I felt a sense of purpose and drive that I hadn't felt in a long time. This company was more than just a business to me; it was a part of my family's legacy, and I was determined to protect it.The day of the press conference arrived, and I stood in front of t
A knock on the door interrupted us, and my grandmother Kris walked in, her presence commanding and reassuring. "I heard all that has being going on and it's very clever of you have Kora over, that's a huge step, keep it up" she said, closing the door behind her. "And I think I might have a few ideas that might help in the company issues."I smiled, feeling a flicker of hope. "Grandma, I could use all the help I can get."She sat down beside Stacy, her eyes sharp and focused. "Your parents built this company from the ground up, and we're not going to let a bunch of opportunists tear it down. We need to gather evidence, expose the people behind these scandals, and launch a campaign to restore Daze Glam Beauty and Cosmetics's image."Stacy nodded, her eyes gleaming with determination. "I can start digging around, see what I can find. We need to know who we're dealing with.""And I'll work on a PR strategy," Kris added. "We'll need to be transparent with the public, show them that we're t
The special guest room buzzed with anticipation, the air thick with the kind of excitement that only comes before a major launch. I glanced at my watch, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and excitement. Today was the day Kora Bradson, the breathtakingly beautiful and wildly popular celebrity model, would be walking through the doors of Daze Glam Beauty and Cosmetics. She was set to model our latest product, the Daze Beauty Super Easy Makeup Remover.As the founder and CEO of Daze Glam, I’ve had my fair share of high-stakes meetings, but there was something uniquely electrifying about today. Kora Bradson wasn’t just any model. She was an icon, a vision of beauty that captivated millions. Her endorsement could take our product from a promising innovation to an overnight sensation.I took a deep breath and adjusted my blazer, smoothing down a few stray hairs. Presentation was everything, especially in this business. My assistant, Stacy, popped her head in, a look of barely contained e
Taking the responsibility of running "Daze Glam Beauty and Cosmetics" was a dream I had cherished for years, a way to pay tribute to my parents' enduring legacy and ensure their memory lived on. But as I stood in my office, staring out at the cityscape, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the world on my shoulders. Between my complicated personal life and the mounting scandals threatening to destroy everything my parents had built, I was stretched to my breaking point.Just then, the soft sound of my office door opening broke through my reverie. I turned to find Stacy, my trusted personal assistant and confidante, entering with a determined air about her."Kylie, we need to have a discussion,"she stated, her voice laced with gravity.I nodded in agreement, motioning for her to take a seat. "I am aware. "I know. Things are getting out of control."Stacy sat down across from me, her expression one of concern. "I've been hearing rumors, and it's not good. There are people in the company
Kim stood up, her expression resolute. "I'll keep an eye on Devon. Make sure he's okay. He needs time, but he'll come around.""Thank you," I said again, my voice thick with gratitude.After Kim left, Devin and I sat in silence for a while, the weight of the day's events pressing down on us. I leaned my head on his shoulder, finding comfort in his steady presence."I'm scared, Devin," I admitted, my voice barely a whisper. "I'm scared of what this means for all of us."He wrapped his arm around me, holding me close. "I know. But we'll get through this. One step at a time."As the evening wore on, I found myself thinking about everything that had led to this moment. The whirlwind romance with Devin, the unexpected and complicated affair with Devon, and the heart-wrenching decision I had to make. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Love wasn't supposed to hurt this much.The next day, I decided to check on Devon myself. I needed to make sure he was truly okay, to face the pain I had cau
The words hung in the air, heavy and final. Devin took a step closer to me, his hand reaching out to rest on my shoulder, a gesture that was meant to be comforting but only seemed to intensify the tension in the room."Devon, we need to talk about this rationally," Devin said, his voice calm and measured, though I could hear the underlying tremor of uncertainty."Rationally?" Devon's eyes blazed with anger. "There's nothing rational about this! You always get everything, Devin. Everything!"I felt tears sting my eyes, the weight of the situation pressing down on me. "Please, Devon, I never wanted to hurt you."Devon shook his head, his fists clenched at his sides. "I can't do this. I need to get out of here."Before I could say another word, he turned on his heel and stormed out of the restaurant, the door slamming shut behind him with a resounding thud that echoed through the silence. I sat there, frozen, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to process what had just happened."Ky