Kinsey stood in front of her mirror, admiring her reflection. She wore a stunning emerald green dress that hugged her figure perfectly, flowing elegantly to her ankles. The fabric shimmered softly in the light, with intricate lace detailing along the bodice and delicate cap sleeves that added a touch of sophistication. Her hair was styled in loose waves cascading down her back, and she wore minimal jewelry, letting the dress speak for itself. She felt a mix of excitement and nervousness, knowing tonight would be a challenge without Brandon by her side.Arriving at the engagement party, Kinsey was immediately greeted by Taylor, who looked radiant in her own elegant attire. “Kinsey, you look absolutely stunning!” Taylor exclaimed, pulling her into a warm hug.“Thank you, Taylor. You look beautiful too. Congratulations again!” Kinsey replied, her smile genuine despite the pang of loneliness she felt inside.Taylor's fiancé, Daniel Jones, approached them with a kind smile. He was a tall,
Kinsey's mind was groggy as she struggled to come back to consciousness. The cold water shocked her awake, and she found herself lying on a damp, concrete floor in what seemed like a large storage room. Her heart raced as she took in her surroundings—bare walls, dim lighting, and the unmistakable scent of mold. The sight of the men standing before her made her blood run cold.The men, now unmasked, stared at her with leering eyes. One of them, a burly man with a scar across his cheek, stepped forward and grinned. "Well, well, look who's finally awake," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice.Kinsey's voice trembled as she spoke, trying to maintain her composure. "Who are you? What do you want from me?"The scarred man laughed, a chilling sound that echoed through the empty room. "Who we are isn't important. What we want, well, that's a different story."Another thug, lean and with a menacing look in his eyes, approached her and knelt down, reaching out to touch her face. Kinsey jo
When Kinsey woke up, she was in a hospital bed. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air, and the steady beeping of machines was the only sound. Her body ached, and she felt weak, but her first thought was of Brandon."Brandon..." she whispered, her voice hoarse.A nurse appeared beside her. "Mrs. Simons, you're awake. Try to stay calm. You've been through a lot.""Where's Brandon?" Kinsey asked, her eyes filling with tears. "Is he... is he okay?"The nurse's expression softened. "He's in surgery. The doctors are doing everything they can. You need to rest."Kinsey's heart ached with worry and guilt. She closed her eyes, praying for Brandon's recovery. She couldn't bear the thought of losing him, not after everything they had been through. Tears slid down her cheeks as she whispered, "Please, let him be okay."Meanwhile, in the operating room, Brandon fought for his life. The doctors worked tirelessly to remove the bullets and stabilize his condition. As the hours passed, the te
Taylor walked into the hospital room with a hesitant knock, her eyes filled with concern and regret. "Kinsey, I am so, so sorry," she began, her voice trembling. "I had no idea something like this would happen at my engagement party. I was so worried when I couldn't find you and then I heard about the kidnapping..."Kinsey, sitting on her bed, looked up and managed a reassuring smile. "Taylor, it's not your fault. None of us could have predicted Blair's actions. She was determined to go through with her plan, and she would have found a way no matter where we were."Taylor sighed, relief and guilt warring on her face. "I just can't help but feel responsible. I should have been more attentive."Kinsey reached out and squeezed Taylor's hand. "You have nothing to apologize for. I'm just glad it's over now, and we're all safe," she paused with a naughty smirk on her face. "And by the way, would you believe that this incident just brought us together? I have confessed my feelings to Brandon
Max entered the room with a sense of relief, seeing his boss sitting up and looking much better than he had a few days ago. He approached the bed, a genuine smile spreading across his face.“Boss, it’s good to see you looking so well,” Max said, pulling up a chair beside Brandon’s bed.“Thanks, Max. I’m feeling a lot better,” Brandon replied, his voice stronger but still tinged with the exhaustion of recovery. “How’s everything going on the outside?”Max’s expression turned serious. “There’s a lot to discuss, Mr. Simons. Firstly, we’ve made some headway on the hacker front.”Brandon raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? What did you find out?”“The hacker goes by the name Axus,” Max explained. “She’s incredibly discreet and only communicates through another hacker named Belle. They have a very secure and secretive way of exchanging information.”Brandon nodded, a thoughtful look crossing his face. “I wanted to thank her personally, but I guess that’s not going to happen.”Max shook his h
In a secluded corner of a quiet café, Brandon and Karl met discreetly. The atmosphere was tense, each man wary of the other's intentions. Brandon's eyes were steely, his determination evident in every line of his face."Karl," Brandon began, his voice low and firm. "We need to talk about Kinsey."Karl leaned back in his chair, a smug smile playing on his lips. "I'm listening."Brandon didn't waste time. "I want you to stay away from my wife."Karl's smile widened, turning into a grin. "Your wife? Last I checked, she wasn't exactly thrilled to be with you."Brandon's jaw tightened. "You know nothing about our relationship, Karl. I've sacrificed a lot for her. I almost died protecting her."Karl scoffed, leaning forward. "You think that makes you a hero? Anyone with resources could do that. You can hire a platoon of security guards to follow her every day because you have the money. It's the small things that matter, Brandon. Being ther
Kinsey stood among her colleagues, her emotions a turbulent mix of anger, hurt, and embarrassment. As Brandon introduced himself with his usual charm and confidence, her mind replayed the memory of Chelsea in the elevator, each repetition stoking her resentment.Brandon tried to catch her eye, his smile warm and inviting, but she turned away, her face a mask of indifference. Internally, she was seething.The memory of Chelsea's face haunted her. "I’m visiting a friend on the top floor," Chelsea had said, the implication clear. Kinsey had been so naive, so stupid to trust Brandon, to confess her feelings to him. She felt a deep sense of betrayal and embarrassment.Kinsey felt insecure in every way possible. Chelsea is more fitting for Brandon. They match in status, in every way that counts. Unlike her, poor and stupid, abandoned by her own family.As Brandon spoke to the employees, detailing his vision for the company and his plans for the future, Ki
Kinsey lay awake, Brandon's words echoing in her mind. "Jealous" Was she jealous? She couldn't deny the pangs of hurt and anger that had surfaced when she saw Chelsea with Brandon, and the thought pissed her off.Another thing that's bothering her is Taylor's wedding. She had promised Taylor and Daniel that she would bring Brandon to their wedding, but her pride kept her from asking him. Her mind churned with conflicting emotions, preventing her from finding peace.Morning came too soon, and with it, a heavy sense of unresolved tension. Kinsey dragged herself out of bed, her eyes heavy from lack of sleep. Determined to resolve things, she decided to talk to Brandon about the wedding. She steeled herself and walked to their room, only to find it empty.Her heart sank a little. "Where could he be this early in the morning?" she muttered.As she headed to the dining room for breakfast with Connor, she felt a mixture of disappointment and anxiety. Sitting across from Connor, who was cheer
Brandon and Kinsey slowly cut into the cake, and as the slice was pulled away, a collective gasp filled the room. The inside of the cake was a brilliant blue."It's a boy!" shouted Taylor, throwing her hands up in celebration.Those who had bet on a boy cheered, while those who had hoped for a girl joined in the joyous laughter. Cooper lifted Connor into the air, both of them laughing with excitement. "I have a playmate," Connor shouted.Brandon laughed and then turned to Kinsey, his eyes misty with emotion. "We’re having a son."Kinsey's smile was radiant. "Yes, we are. I can’t wait to meet him."Amelia clapped her hands, beaming with joy. "Congratulations! A little boy is going to bring so much happiness into your lives."Chelsea hugged Kinsey tightly. "I'm so happy for you both. This baby is going to be so loved."Grandpa Benjamin's eyes twinkled as he motioned for everyone to gather around. "I have a special gift for Brandon and Kinsey," he began, his voice warm with affection. "I
"If you ever look at her like that again, I will make your lives here like hell. Don't test me," Brandon said as he stepped forward, his voice low and menacing.Thomas and Johnny exchanged a wary glance, the threat in Brandon's tone cutting through their bravado. They knew all too well the reach of Brandon’s power, even within prison walls."Alright, alright," Johnny said, raising his hands in mock surrender. "No need to get all worked up. What do you want, Brandon?"Brandon took a deep breath, trying to control the anger boiling inside him. "I want to know why. Why did you kill my parents?"Thomas's face twisted with bitterness. "Elliot was always the golden child, wasn’t he? Dad’s favorite, the one trusted with everything. And what were we? The leftovers. We had to scrape by while he got it all handed to him."Johnny nodded, his expression mirroring Thomas’s resentment. "We hated him. We hated how he looked down on us, how he had everything we wanted. But we never meant to kill your
In the morning, Brandon gently caressed Kinsey’s scars, his fingers tracing the faint lines left by Blair’s brutal whipping. His jaw tightened as he thought about the pain his wife must have endured. His heart ached, a mix of anger and sorrow. He would make sure Blair paid for what she had done."Good morning, beautiful," Brandon whispered as he noticed Kinsey slowly flickering her eyelids open.Kinsey smiled, her cheeks flushing pink at the memory of the passionate night they had shared. They had both been insatiable, rediscovering each other most intimately. "Good morning," she replied softly, her voice filled with contentment.Brandon’s eyes softened as he looked at her. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his tone gentle."Better," Kinsey said, her smile widening. "Especially after last night."Brandon chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "I’m glad to hear that. What do you want for breakfast? I can have anything you like brought up."Kinsey’s face turned serious as she propp
For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Brandon's eyes widened in surprise, then filled with a joy so intense it took his breath away. "A baby?" he repeated, his voice choking with emotion.Kinsey nodded, tears of happiness welling up in her eyes. "Yes, Brandon. We're going to have a baby."A broad smile spread across Brandon's face, and he let out a joyful laugh, lifting Kinsey off her feet and spinning her around gently. "We're having a baby!" he exclaimed, his voice ringing with excitement. He set her down carefully, cupping her face in his hands and kissing her deeply.Kinsey melted into the kiss, feeling the warmth of his love and the reassurance of his touch. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "I was so nervous to tell you. I thought you wouldn't like to have a baby yet," she admitted, her voice soft against his lips.Brandon pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. "Nervous? Kinsey, this is the best news I've ever heard. You've made me the happies
The soft murmur of conversations and the clinking of champagne glasses filled the elegant ballroom where Taylor and Daniel’s wedding was in full swing. Brandon couldn’t take his eyes off his wife, Kinsey. She looked stunning in the custom gown he had arranged, a delicate creation that seemed to shimmer under the soft lights. Brandon himself was dressed in a tailored suit that complemented her dress perfectly, a symbol of their unity and love.As they stood together, Kinsey glanced up at him, feeling his gaze. "You look absolutely beautiful," Brandon murmured, his voice filled with admiration and love. "I can't believe how lucky I am to have you by my side."Kinsey blushed, a warm flush spreading across her cheeks. "Thank you, Brandon. You look incredibly handsome too. This suit... it’s perfect."Brandon smiled, his eyes twinkling with affection. "I wanted us to look our best tonight. It’s a special day for Taylor and Daniel, and I wanted to make sure we could celebrate it fully, as a
As Brandon and Kinsey stepped through the door of the Simons' Mansion, the last person they expected to see was Cooper. The man stood in the foyer, his posture tense but his eyes determined."Cooper?" Kinsey's voice trembled with shock. "What are you doing here?"Brandon’s initial reaction was fury. "What the hell are you doing in my house without any prior notice?" His voice was hard, filled with protective anger.Cooper raised his hands in a gesture of peace. "Please, Brandon, Kinsey. I know this is unexpected, but I need to talk to both of you. It's important."Brandon crossed his arms, his jaw tight. "You've got five minutes. Make it quick."Cooper took a deep breath, his eyes meeting Kinsey’s. "I'm here to tell you the truth about Connor. He’s my son, Kinsey. Alexa and I... we were together."The words hung in the air like a bombshell. Kinsey’s knees buckled, and she stumbled back, leaning against the wall for support but Brandon was quick to help her. "What? Connor... your son?"
Olive paced back and forth in the living room, her eyes blazing with fury as she glared at her husband, Jonathan, who sat calmly on the couch. The tension in the room was palpable, a storm of emotions ready to burst.“How could you, Jonathan?” Olive’s voice was sharp, almost a hiss. “How could you not let me talk to Brandon when you met him? Do you even care about Blair? She’s our daughter, and she’s been rotting in jail with no bail for days now!”Jonathan sighed heavily, running a hand through his thinning hair. He looked exhausted, a man burdened with too many troubles. “Olive, it’s not that simple. Blair has committed serious crimes. Kidnapping, detaining, whipping, and attempting to murder Kinsey… She’s lucky she’s even alive.”Olive’s eyes filled with tears of frustration and anger. “I know she’s done wrong, but she’s our child! I can’t just sit here and do nothing. We need to beg Brandon to drop the charges. It’s the only way to get her out.”Jonathan shook his head, his expres
Kinsey lay awake, Brandon's words echoing in her mind. "Jealous" Was she jealous? She couldn't deny the pangs of hurt and anger that had surfaced when she saw Chelsea with Brandon, and the thought pissed her off.Another thing that's bothering her is Taylor's wedding. She had promised Taylor and Daniel that she would bring Brandon to their wedding, but her pride kept her from asking him. Her mind churned with conflicting emotions, preventing her from finding peace.Morning came too soon, and with it, a heavy sense of unresolved tension. Kinsey dragged herself out of bed, her eyes heavy from lack of sleep. Determined to resolve things, she decided to talk to Brandon about the wedding. She steeled herself and walked to their room, only to find it empty.Her heart sank a little. "Where could he be this early in the morning?" she muttered.As she headed to the dining room for breakfast with Connor, she felt a mixture of disappointment and anxiety. Sitting across from Connor, who was cheer
Kinsey stood among her colleagues, her emotions a turbulent mix of anger, hurt, and embarrassment. As Brandon introduced himself with his usual charm and confidence, her mind replayed the memory of Chelsea in the elevator, each repetition stoking her resentment.Brandon tried to catch her eye, his smile warm and inviting, but she turned away, her face a mask of indifference. Internally, she was seething.The memory of Chelsea's face haunted her. "I’m visiting a friend on the top floor," Chelsea had said, the implication clear. Kinsey had been so naive, so stupid to trust Brandon, to confess her feelings to him. She felt a deep sense of betrayal and embarrassment.Kinsey felt insecure in every way possible. Chelsea is more fitting for Brandon. They match in status, in every way that counts. Unlike her, poor and stupid, abandoned by her own family.As Brandon spoke to the employees, detailing his vision for the company and his plans for the future, Ki