Lisa tightened her grip on the steering wheel, her heart pounding within her chest as she scanned the unfamiliar car in front of them. The driver's side door swung open, revealing a man in a sleek black suit and dark sunglasses. A wave of relief washed over Adrienne when she recognized the driver. Despite his stern expression, she couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. Adrienne rolled down her window, allowing the crisp air to fill the car. "Seriously? Were you trying to kill us?" she joked, a hint of playfulness in her voice. The man glanced at her, his gaze unwavering behind his shades. "Please step out of your car, ma'am," he instructed, his tone firm and authoritative. "What are you doing here?" she questioned, her voice laced with curiosity and a tinge of concern. He noticed Adrienne's disoriented state and spoke up, his eyes narrowing as he observed her. "Hey, where is your shoe?" he asked. Ignoring the question, Adrienne impulsively wrapped her arms around
"What feels good?" He inquired, genuinely intrigued. Adrienne turned her face towards the breeze, closing her eyes to savor the moment. "This. Everything about this feels so good," she confessed, her voice carrying a sense of utter happiness. Raising his glass, Ryan toasted to the magic of the moment. "Cheers," he said, clinking their glasses together once again. "Congratulations on your recent project, by the way. It's a huge accomplishment," Ryan praised, genuinely admiring Adrienne's dedication and philanthropy. "Oh, that. Thank you," she replied humbly. "I truly admire your charitable nature. You've done so much for society," Ryan continued his words of admiration. Adrienne waved off his praise, downplaying her impact. "Come on. I haven't done that much, you know that," she modestly replied. "Oh, but you have. There must be a special reason why charity holds such a special place in your heart." Adrienne contemplated for a moment before responding. "There's not reall
"Hey beautiful, sorry I kept you waiting," Ryan said with a sheepish smile when he finally spotted Adrienne. After finishing his phone call, he had returned to find her missing from the couch. He called out her name, but there was no response. Taking a step outside, he found her reclining on one of the sun loungers. "It's okay, I was actually enjoying the evening view," Adrienne replied, a slight twinkle in her eyes. "Really?" Ryan raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised. "Yeah. Let's watch the sunset together," Adrienne suggested, a smile on her lips. "Should I lie on you?" Ryan teasingly asked. "Yes, you absolutely should," Adrienne responded, playing along and causing Ryan to chuckle. He settled onto a sun lounger adjacent to Adrienne's. "So, was it an important business call?" she asked, her gaze fixing on the slowly descending sun. "Yeah, unfortunately. I have to head somewhere tomorrow," Ryan answered with a hint of disappointment in his voice. "Oh, cool," Adrienne rep
Her mind raced, trying to understand his true intentions. "What are you imagining?" Adrienne playfully slapped his chest. "Get off!" Undeterred, Ryan continued, "I got some outfits for you. They're in the wardrobe. Change into your swimsuit and meet me at the pool." He kissed her forehead before leaving the room. "He's cute," Adrienne spoke to herself, her voice filled with affection. Ryan sat by the edge of the pool, his feet dipped into the water. A smile of anticipation played on his lips as Adrienne showed up. She was wearing the red bikini Ryan had carefully chosen for her, with a robe draped over it. "Why the robe?" Ryan asked, walking towards her. "I'm not entirely sure. Maybe I was feeling a little self-conscious," Adrienne admitted, her cheeks tinted pink. Ryan looked at her, concern flickering in his eyes. "Are you not comfortable showing your bikini to me?" Adrienne quickly shook her head. "No, it's not that. I'm just a little shy." "Should I help you take o
"Heyyy," Juliette greeted him, a hint of surprise in her voice. "What are you doing here by this time? And aren't you supposed to be abroad?" She asked, her brows furrowing with concern. "Something came up and I flew in today, but I wanted to see you first before attending to any issue. I'll be flying back today, probably in the evening," Ryan explained, taking a seat beside her on her bed. "Oh, really? What came up? Do you need help with it?" She asked, her voice laced with genuine concern. "Not a job for my assistant, and besides, that's not important right now," Ryan replied dismissively, reaching out to hold her hand. Juliette couldn't help but smile at his gesture. "I missed you," Ryan confessed, leaning in to kiss her passionately. "I missed you too," Juliette replied, returning his kiss with equal fervor. Their lips lingered together, the power of their connection growing stronger with each moment. Their bodies moved closer, the desire and anticipation fueling their acti
"I can't wait to finally own this hotel," Ryan exclaimed to Andrew with a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. They stood in the grand lobby, the opulent surroundings only fueling Ryan's desire for ownership. "You still obsessed with this hotel?" Andrew questioned, his skepticism evident in his voice. "It's not an obsession, Andrew," Ryan replied defensively, his tone tinged with frustration. "Then what is it? Love? Passion?" Andrew prodded, genuinely curious about his friend's infatuation. "It's business," Ryan stated firmly, his eyes narrowing with determination. "I don't trust my dad, and he still holds all the power at Haven Cosmetics. He can kick me out anytime I go against him. This hotel, however, is completely independent from his grasp. If - or when - I gain full rights and ownership, I won't have him bossing me around anymore. That old man needs to finally take a step back." "Oh, I see. You want something that's solely yours." "Exactly," Ryan confirmed, a hint of a smile
As the sun began its descent beneath the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the city streets, Daniel and Juliette found themselves strolling leisurely, completely enraptured by each other's presence. Hand in hand, their fingers interlaced, they walked closely together, their emotions radiating with every step. Melodies, faint and melodious, graced the air, painting a symphony that harmonized perfectly with their romantic evening. With smiles dancing on their lips, they indulged in their favorite icy treats, cones adorned with vibrantly hued scoops of gelato, a juxtaposition of beauty and bliss. Daniel glanced at Juliette, his eyes shimmering with adoration. "Work has been quite tumultuous this week. You must have seen the headlines," Daniel began. "Yes, I did. How is Adrienne? Is she truly pregnant?" Juliette pretended concern. "She's doing great," Daniel responded, skillfully brushing past her other query. "And how was your week?" he inquired. Juliette's gaze twink
At The Ryan's Mansion, Evelyn was rummaging through Michael's study, his belongings scattered across the room. Surprised by her behavior, Michael entered and confronted his wife. "What is going on here?" he asked, his voice filled with astonishment. Evelyn glanced up, offering a forced smile. "Oh, welcome back home," she replied, attempting to sound nonchalant. Leaning against a wall, Michael observed her carefully. "What were you searching for?" he inquired. Frustration and anxiety surged through Evelyn, her heart pounding against her chest. "I don't know," she answered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and anger. "You don't know? And look at what you've done to my study. What is wrong with you, Evelyn?" Michael's voice escalated, his patience wearing thin. Her emotions boiling over, Evelyn couldn't contain herself any longer. "Why did you bring that woman into our home? It's clear she isn't the business partner you claimed her to be. What is your relationship with