"I'm not really just a regular barista," Kenzie revealed to a group that included most of Andrew's family and his best mate, Jonard.
"Oh, I need to hear this," said Melissa.
"Please, darling. Enlighten us," requested Emily, Andrew's grandmother.
Kenzie eyed her brother and after getting approval, she began, "Back home, people whom I call friends betrayed me. They used me because of my father's influence and I found out two years too late... It hurt... It really hurt."
She narrated how her boyfriend was a sham and how her bandmates played her, pretending to like her for years.
"I wanted to leave it all behind me and just forget. I was in a stage where I did not care and I just wanted to start fresh just being... Kenzie. Me without being feared or without being seen as an opportunity to get ahead of their businesses or career," she explained, exhaling at the end. "I wanted to form genuine bonds."
"When I renewed my passport, I chan
Merry Christmas Everyone! Thank you for the greetings and yes, I am safe. As for the crisis our city is facing, I am holding on. Your support helps me get through. I managed to get a room in this same hotel where there is wifi (after being on the waitlist for so long). So while I am here I can publish chapters. The next update is tomorrow.
With eyes tightening, Kyle clenched his jaws while his body leaned forward. While sitting in front of Andrew, he rested his elbows on his knees. As intimidating as he could, he sought, "Have you... had sex with Kenzie?" Andrew relaxed his back. He looked earnestly into Kyle's eyes and replied with full emotions, "Mr. Wright, I love your daughter." He paused as if thinking deeply. He shook his head and resumed, "If I did not love her, I would not desire her. Making love is an expression of affection. So I think it's perfectly normal considering we are married - " "Dammit, Andrew! That is not what we talked about!" Kyle yelled, throwing his hands in the air in surrender. So much for all the practice, Andrew went through, trying to pass a lie detector test, it was just not in his bones to make up a story, especially when it involved speaking to the parents of his wife. A night before their flight to Braeton City, Andrew and Kyle were simulating the
Everyone was aboard a private jet, directly flying into Braeton City. "What is she doing here? You are not welcome to join us in this trip, not after what you tried to do to my wife!" Andrew raised his voice, walking towards the seat where Briana settled. "I'm sorry, son. I had no idea Claire was bringing Briana with her," William revealed, shaking his head while standing angrily at the seats next to his wife, and Harry. The original plan did not even include Harry and Claire but they insisted to come along, saying they wanted to support Andrew, but much to William's disappointment, his wife and stepson had other plans. "But I did not have anything to do with that video," Briana reasoned, folding her arms across her chest. She was about to say more when Kenzie stopped the entire exchange. "Let her come to Braeton." Kenzie smirked in Briana's way and resumed, "She wants to swim in a place where she doesn't belong, she is more
Their first stop was at the Wright mansion. The second their vehicles lined up to the heavy gates, Andrew's company was instantaneously fascinated. The mansion that Ethan Wright provided for his family was enormous, well kept, and with enough vegetation around its immense gardens. Jealousy crept over Claire's head, seeing how the estate was bigger than that of her husband, William. She no longer cared about Briana, not one bit. As she rode on the last Maybach with her son and William, she remarked, "Wow, so Kenzie is really a billionaire." "Were you still doubting that fact?" William asked, shaking his head. The mother and son pair looked at each other before Claire responded, "We thought it was Andrew's scheme to get the investors believing in him." Deep inside, they wished it was true because the newfound partnership with the Wrights may mean they're doomed. On the first Maybach, Andrew was feeli
"So where exactly are we going?" Andrew inquired. After a pleasant dinner, Kenzie's father and maternal grandfather quickly isolated Andrew, taking him for a ride in a military vehicle. "We are going to the military camp," Kenzie's grandfather, former general Winfield Davis answered. Andrew swallowed air down his throat. He realized, his greatest fear has finally come. Despite Samantha Wright's efforts in trying to save him from the expected confrontation, here he was, on the route to being... interrogated. Half an hour later, Andrew was sitting in an enclosed chamber. It was dark, with thick silvery walls with no windows. Yep! With hands behind his back and a light over his head, he was pretty much treated like a suspected terrorist. Ethan sat on a chair in front of Andrew and ordered, "First of all, you are not going to say anything about this to my wife. When we return, you are going to say that I treated you
[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS R-18. IT CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS] "I want you to... scream my name." Following Andrew's words, Kenzie took off his coat. She sighed, expressing, "God, I missed you." Their lips crashed back into each other's, hungrily tasting their flavors. From within the living room of their presidential suite, the smacking of their lips could evidently be heard, their moans and gasps filled the air. One by one, they took off their clothes, their hands carelessly caressing each other's folds. Grabbing Kenzie's breast, Andrew sighed, "God, I missed this." He returned to eating her rims while reaching for her core and began... pleasing her down there. Kenzie's moans escaped her lips as she too, fondled with Andrew's member. She caressed it softly with her slender hands. "Fuck." Andrew carried Kenzie to their bedroom, and it was there where they resume
"I am exhausted," Kenzie yawned, laying in Andrew's arms that evening. "We had... a very long day." "Yes, we did," Andrew agreed. "And we did not sleep a wink last night." Kenzie chuckled, saying, "that was your fault. Your being perverted." "My fault? Your fault for being so hot," Andrew reasoned, hissing while he was at it. "I just want to have you all the time, if only my stamina can keep up with my mind." It could not be helped. Kenzie laughed boisterously despite earlier feeling sluggish. She suggested, "Andrew, I don't think there is something wrong with your stamina. I read online that a married couple have sex two or three times a week on an average -" "What? Bloody hell! They don't love their wives enough!" Andrew countered, granting more giggles from Kenzie. He reminded, "Well, sweetheart, you have to consider that we aren't average. Unless, of course, I am very busy and away on a business trip then the sacrifice is understan
Since Andrew was already there, part of his agenda was to connect with local media companies, music, as well as, movie producers in the country. While engaged in a meeting with the Vice President of Channel 6 network, Kenzie took the opportunity to meet local singers. She wanted to assess if any of them were potential superstars that she could produce music for. She purposely visited the media company's recording studio to listen to various albums. For nearly two hours, she immersed herself, jumping from one collection to another. She was so occupied that she failed to notice a new talent had entered the recording studio, and another producer requested to manage the console. "Misses Kentworthy? I know the recording studio had promised to give you the time, but I was wondering if we could record just one song for my artist," the male producer said. "That's no problem. I was about done, anyway," Kenzie replied and c
In a hallway of Channel 6 recording studio, a man with blond hair stood still as silence engulf him. Despite the pestering of his new wife, Alyssa, he could not hear her words, his eyes fixed on the beautiful girl that was walking away. The former known rising pop singer, Brad Scott, now downgraded to a freelance talent scout, could not believe the sight before him. 'Is this real?' He wondered. 'Could she have really moved on? Did she mean when she said she realized her feelings for me were not deep enough? Why... why does it hurt?' Kenzie Wright, the same girl, who gave him everything and was willing to buy him anything he requested, was in a man's arms, other than him. This was the same girl who prepared his water canister during every concert he had for the past two years. Did he feel guilty for the lies that he gave her? At the time, when the whole scheme was in place, he only cared about what he could get out of it. His stardo
Hello, my lovely readers, Thank you once again for having supported me this far. Kenzie and Andrew's love story has finally concluded. I'd have to say, this was the most challenging novel for me to write, all because of how we were affected by Typhoon Odette. Still, I thank my creator for guiding me and providing for me and my family's needs during that difficult time. I also appreciate my reader's words of encouragement, understanding, and concern. You all have helped me get this far. I am grateful that despite the struggle, I completed the novel according to my timeline. In case you did not know, this novel is Book 2 of the Wright Family Series. You can read the other books by searching for the titles below. Book 1: Mommy, Where Is Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return Book 2: Flash Marriage A Billionaire For A Rebound (Kenzie's Story) Book 3: I Kissed A CEO And He Liked It (Kyle's Story) Book 4: The Devil's Love For The Heiress (Kate's Story) Book 5: I Fell For Th
"Alright, Luke. The first and very basic technique is to strike from above," Andrew said, holding a wooden sword in his hand. "As your starting position, your left foot should be here as your leading foot." Looking down in his ready stance, he explained, "Your right foot is to the back. This way, your body weight is evenly distributed and your hips are facing towards the opponent." He held tightly on the grip and demonstrated, "Your sword is pretty much at shoulder level. Like this." "Then, you bring your sword forward this way. You step your right foot this way, out of the line of attack, and then bring down your blade, hitting your opponent!" Andrew turned to Luke with a confident grin and said, "It's very easy... What do you think?" "Dada! Dada! Num, num mama!" The one-year-old was pointing to the door, wanting to go to his mommy. Obviously, Andrew's demonstration did not sink in to the baby. And how could he? It was just Andrew's wishful t
Kenzie was back home with her husband and daughter. She was at least happy; she got to visit Braeton before she would give birth for she knew, she would need to hold back from flying once the baby is out. Kyle ended up visiting them though, in the middle of her wait. He had been planning to build a hotel in England and that was finally put into action when Andrew aided in securing a prime lot, just within the city. At that time, Kenzie and Andrew suspected that Kyle might be interested in a girl, seeing as how he was now smiling like a love-sick fool, but naturally, her twin brother was in denial. Nevertheless, it wasn't Kenzie's priority. She figured if her brother would meet a girl to help him get it up, she would be introduced to the family soon. Yes, her brother, Kyle had trouble getting it up for some time. Kenzie never knew why, but she was always confident her brother would meet his "The One" in due time. She thought, pe
Months passed again. Crowding in a room of two obstetrician doctors, Andrew walked in with one more. He said, "This is Doctor Mandal, from The Royal London Hospital." Turning to the other doctors, Andrew introduced each one, "This is doctor Owen from Liverpool. This is doctor Martin, my wife's attending doctor." Lying in the hospital bed, Kenzie had a frown on her face. She shook her head and sighed in annoyance at what her husband had actually done. "This is absolutely no disrespect to doctor Martin," Andrew began. "I absolutely - absolutely understand that sometimes, a baby's gender can be named incorrectly." Exhaling deeply, he resumed, "They say, two heads are better than one, well, I made it three heads. Surely, we can be more accurate in identifying my child's gender." "I understand, Mister Kentworthy," doctor Martin replied. "And I respect your preference, so, shall we begin?" It was because of Kenzie's first pregn
A loud smack made it in Kenzie's behind, making her scream, "Ahhh! Andrew!" "Get your ass off the bed, sweetheart? Your pregnant, not sick. The doctor clearly said you could walk, go up and down the stairs, and even work," Andrew said before letting out a heavy sigh. "Your perfectly round ass is going to get bloated." "How dare you? I don't care if I get fat! I will just lie here in bed until this baby turns four months old, and that's final!" Kenzie retorted while giving her husband a nasty stare. "I'd rather be safe than sorry, thank you very much." "Ahhh..." Taking a full turn Andrew groaned before joining his wife to bed. He said, "Well, if you are not joining me at the party, then I'm not going either." "What?" Kenzie turned with a frown. "You are not attending your company's anniversary party? Are you crazy?" "What good is a party if my wife isn't there?" Andrew said while turning to her side and embracing her from behind. "The party can
Time passed again. Months turned into a year. While it did not take long for Kenzie to recover from the depression, the couple decided not to rush on having a baby, rather allow it to come along, should it happen. They did not want to plan it. Each time Andrew and Kenzie made love, they simply relished in the pleasure without expecting anything to come out of it. Whether Kenzie wanted to rest in order to conceive, Andrew never put pressure on her, especially since, when she lost the pregnancy, she blamed herself thoroughly. Thus, Kenzie managed to take her career into greater victory, turning it into a business of her own. She managed to sign more artists under her record label and named her company, Steller Music Entertainment. Within that time frame, Courtney Star released another single, signed under the new record label and the young artist, Little Cali. Others were still working on recording their first album with Kenzie's
"I'm sorry, Misses Kentworthy, but you had a miscarriage." The words kept repeating in Kenzie's head as she sulked inside her room, back in Braeton. On the same day she learned her pregnancy failed, she left to see her family. She brought along Kimberly with her and since Andrew could not just leave the company abruptly, especially when he just took a leave, attending to his parents' wedding; he had to stay and command KNW Lifestyle Media. When she arrived in Braeton, she went straight to her parent's house, not making use of the one her father bought for Kimberly.Kenzie wanted to be in her most familiar space, her comfort zone, one she grew up in most of her life. For three straight days, she had been grieving in her room, merely going out to check on her daughter and eating meals. She could not function effectively in her daily routine, not even enjoy her time with Kimberly. Kenzie, evidently found herself in a depressed state that
Two months passed. Andrew and Kenzie sponsored Melissa and Ambrose's church wedding. It was almost two years too late. They had longed planned their formal celebration, but the two got occupied with taking care of a new baby. Their son, Maverick was hospitalized twice since he was born and that dragged out the couple's plans to formalize their weddings. Furthermore, Ambrose was busy expanding his business, often traveling to another country, hoping to find the next good acquisition. Like Andrew and Kenzie's wedding, many esteemed guests crowded within the cathedral of Melissa's choice. It was yet another grand wedding, coming from the Kentworthys. While waiting for the bride, Kenzie and Andrew gave their regards to Ambrose. "Congratulations again, brother, for finally marrying the woman of your dreams," Andrew said while fixing Ambrose's bowtie. "There you go. You almost looked like me
[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS R-18. IT CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS] Kenzie was feeling pampered, bathing in warm water that complemented with special salt from the Dead Sea, and scented with lavender oil. She felt her skin being lathered by the same mixture as she caressed herself. Just as she closed her eyes appreciating the aroma, she felt hands massaging her neck and back. "Hmmm... right, there," she said while tilting her head to one side. "Though, this is not a place for a massage." Andrew chuckled and said, "You seemed like you could use one." From within their penthouse bathroom, the couple was inside a sizable jacuzzi tub, enjoying their romantic bath, drifting with rose petals. Andrew insisted they enjoy the bath the hotel had arranged, before indulging in a night of love-making. Kenzie's hair was tied behind her head, perfectly formed into a bun and with that, her slender neck was in full displa