"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
Managed another chapter. The next one will definitely be... tomorrow. :)
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
"Reporting live from the red-light district of Bucharest, Romania, where women are being forced to work as prostitutes. The authorities have finally pinned down the brothel that imprisoned many women coming from the UK. Forces in England have collaborated with the local police to storm into this sex den, following the reports surrendered by a victim." From the CEO office, Andrew and William watched the news, coming from the opposing TV network. "Initial interviews have been made and so far, some ladies who have been trafficked illegally claimed, they auditioned to be potential talents of KNW Lifestyle Media. More investigation has yet to be made, but pieces of evidence remained to point toward the media company." Only one day of rest since Andrew returned to London, and another bad news resurfaced, putting blame on the media company. "This is bad," William said. He shifted to his son and asked, "Have the investigators returned to you?" "Not th
"I swear, I have no part in his sex trade business," Claire swore, crying as she spoke to William. "Nor is my son involved. William, you have to help me." "Then why did he give you one million pounds in total in the course of two months?" William asked with his voice raised and his eyes tightened. After Claire was taken to the police station, William took the chance to speak with his wife, wanting answers for himself. Claire gasped repeatedly and admitted, "Because I - I found out. I overheard him once when I visited his wife. So - so he paid me off to keep me quiet." "The fact that you kept it to yourself and you are receiving payment from his sex trade means you are still involved," he countered. "No! I - I never asked for it so when he gave me the money, I - I just accepted it. Denying it would mean going against him too," Claire tried to reason. "I - I never meant to be part of his organization." "He was using the media compa
"Where is my best mate?" Jonard asked Kenzie after stepping out of the fitting room. The two were at the fashion boutique of one famous designer in London, trying on their suits and Kenzie's multiple wardrobes for her wedding day. Two weeks have passed since the arrest of Noah Evans, Claire, and Harry, along with several people linked to the organized crime of trafficking women, KNW Media has been cleared of the allegations. Now, the governor was pointing fingers at the Kentworthys for not having known of Noah's side venture. Furthermore, not having recognized how the latter used the company's name in recruiting women for his sex trade business. Still, because there was no direct evidence proving that the media company was aware of Noah's illegal transactions, the hold on The KNW's assets, including that of Andrew's family, has been lifted. The operations and the financial status of the TV Network were back to normal. With that, Andrew
Andrew was on the phone, giving Wendell a side glance. When Kenzie did not pick up the second time around, he sighed and instructed, "Give us a few minutes and can you try to get in touch with my wife. Let her know that I am running late." Wendell nodded and left the office. Only then did Andrew shift his gaze to the weeping Gracelyn and said, "Gracelyn, I'm sorry to hear that you had cancer. Had I known, I would have been able to help you - " "Andrew," Gracelyn looked up to Andrew with pleading eyes, saying, "First of all, I'm sorry for coming here without an appointment." She looked down at her lap and fluttered her eyes before revealing, "I - heard that you were getting married - I, I did not think that you would already be... married, are you?" "I did not hear from our common friends that you were," she added, trying to explain her understanding of his status. "I'm already married, Gracelyn. My wife and I got married in paper. Our formal celebrati
"Misses Kentworthy is pregnant, did you hear?" Gracelyn heard the news as she made her long walk out of KNW Lifestyle Media's building. She frowned, staring at the two ladies who were gossiping. With that, she thought, 'Just an hour ago, she was the hottest news buzz of the building, but now, everyone was talking about Andrew's wife, being pregnant!' Many employees witnessed Andrew, carrying Kenzie in his arms with nothing but adoration in his eyes. They concluded, the man was head over heels for his wife. After all, he left the famous actress, Grace B., in his office with puke all over her legs. Gracelyn's hand clenched into a fist as she muttered, "I hope she isn't pregnant." She thought back at Andrew's words and said to herself, "Two weeks. Two weeks more to go before Andrew's announced wedding. I have to stop it and I have to find out if she is pregnant!" *** "Well, doctor?" Andrew asked, looking at the monitor while Kenzie lay do
"I have cancer," Gracelyn Brown reported in front of the cameras. She was being interviewed by a local TV show, coming from an opposing TV network. "And the reason why I am back is that I wanted more hope and strength." The actress sighed and reasoned, "This is my hometown after all. London is where I grew up."She peered down to her lap, appearing pitiful, yet still, her face looked very captivating. Her green eyes returned to scanning the cameras and pleaded, "I am hoping to get the support of everyone, my family and friends, co-English actors, and even from the love that I have lost." "You see, I have decided to take alternative treatments this time around." She gasped and explained, "I went through chemotherapy several years back and it was a misery. I - I honestly don't know if I can go through it again." "This time, I want to take a more natural route, supplements, herbs, and healthy living," she included. "And I know many will question my de
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