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Kourtney Allen typed in the password of her fiancé's luxury penthouse excitedly. It was an automated door, and her birthdate was the code to unlock it. She couldn't wait to see the surprised look on Brandon's face when he sees her, especially because she dressed so well for him.
Kourtney was eager to spend quality time with him, having returned two days earlier from the women's empowerment conference she attended in another state. Besides, they would be getting married in three weeks.She kept daydreaming about the joyous wedding, the warm embrace, and the loving words they would exchange at the altar.However, she was blissfully unaware of the heart-wrenching scene that awaited her.Her happy footsteps came to a standstill when she heard faint sounds emanating from the bedroom. A sinking feeling instantly settled in the pit of her stomach. It was the voice of a man and a woman in the heat of passion.Pain and anger rose within her depths as she pushed open the door with a bang, revealing a scene that shattered her heart into a million pieces. Her worst fears were realized in that devastating moment. It was simply beyond anything her wildest dreams or nightmares could conjure.The air was heavy with the scent of betrayal, and the carpet looked messy, with things scattered all over it. She saw red high heels, a beige dress, a bra, and panties. Men's clothing was also littered around.And then, tangled in the sheets on the king-size bed were Brandon and her younger sister, Kathlyn Allen. Shock thundered through Kourtney's entire being, rendering her frozen and paralyzed for a moment."Why?" she finally managed to croak. Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over."Brandon, how could you?"Her no-good fiancĂ©, Brandon Smith, sat up on the bed, his face displaying a mix of guilt and indifference after being caught in the act. But he quickly shook off the feeling of remorse and breath a sigh of relief instead. He had already been planning to break off the shitty engagement with Kourtney for a while now, but he was too chickenhearted to bring up the discussion. Perhaps, her finding out like this was for the better!He finally met her gaze, his expression hardening."Kourtney, you've been extremely unexciting lately. As dull as a corpse! Iâm sick and tired of you. So, it's best if we break up.âHis cruel words struck Kourtney like a dagger to her heart. Her eyes widened in complete disbelief."How... How could you say that to me? After everything we've been through? You're the one who proposed to me. You promised me a future together, and I trusted you.âBrandonâs expression remained cold and indifferent, his tone devoid of pity or even guilt. "I'm sorry, Kourtney. I should never have proposed to you in the first place. Kathlyn is the one I truly love, not you.âKourtney's hand instinctively clutched at her chest as if trying to calm the physical ache and emotional torture she was experiencing. The betrayal felt even more painful for her as it came from someone she considered family. Her very own flesh and blood...âMy... my own sister?" Kourtney's voice cracked as she glanced briefly at her younger sister.Kathlyn has been silently watching their exchange with keen interest while wearing a cruel, triumphant smirk."Oh, come on, Kourtney, it's not my fault Brandon loves me. He finally realized just how boring you are. You were never good enough for him to begin with. Iâve always been the one he desired.â Kathlynâs voice dripped with satisfaction, delighting in the pain she had caused.Kourtney's expression turned into rage and disgust now. It was not the first time Kathlyn was doing something like this to her, so she wasnât in any way surprised.Flashbacks of their high school years flooded her mind. Eight years ago, when they were ages sixteen and fifteen, Kathlyn intentionally dated a boy she liked and kissed him in front of the entire school. This happened less than a week after Kourtney revealed him to be her crush. The sisters grew very distant ever since then.And now Kathlyn did it again, not with a mere crush but with her beloved fiancĂ© with whom she had already begun to plan a grand wedding. The invitation cards had already been sent out to friends and well-wishers.Even her gorgeous and exquisite wedding gown has already been custom-made and sent over by her favorite designer. Her dream wedding dress, which she wouldn't be able to wear anymore.Tears trickled down her face freely as the height of their betrayal weighed in.Kathlyn grinned wickedly, taking pleasure in Kourtney's agony. Her eyes glinted with malicious joy as she noticed Kourtneyâs tears."You know, Sis, he was eager to taste what he was missing all these years. And let me tell you, he found it with me."Kourtney felt humiliation gushing within her. She wanted to scream, to lash out at both of them for their cruelty, but she couldn't find the words.The betrayal was too overwhelming, but she managed to ignore Kathlynâs wounding insults and turned her attention back to Brandon. The man she had once thought was her soulmate, was now a total stranger with a cold heart. A heartless and selfish bastard!"Brandon, you've shown me your true colors as a despicable person. Just know that your actions have destroyed the love I had for you. And Iâm calling off our wedding. Enjoy!"Without sparing another glance at either of them, Kourtney turned away and shot the bedroom door behind her with a bang. She clutched her chest as if trying to physically hold the pieces of her shattered heart together. Hot tears streamed down her face as she stumbled down the staircase. Her legs felt weak, but she pushed forward, determined to get away from this nightmare.With every step she took, the pain intensified, making it hard to breathe. She was heartbroken, and her trust shattered to pieces.She couldn't help but question her worth, wondering if indeed, she was as boring and unexciting as Brandon and Kathlyn had claimed. Everyone knew she was an introverted person, unlike her sister who craved attention wherever she went. She always felt like an invisible shadow compared to her vibrant younger sister.Kathlyn effortlessly captivates almost everyone she meets with her outgoing personality and charm. Even their parents didn't hide that Kathlyn was their favorite child and it hurt her deeply.Kourtney had dedicated three years of her life to this relationship, only to be blindsided by this painful betrayal. Her little sister and the man who promised to love her for the rest of her life.âWhy I'm I always getting cheated on?â Kourtney thought as she left the mansion, her world in tatters, but that was just the tip of the iceberg.**********âMom... Dad?â Kourtney called out desperately the moment she entered their family mansion. It was a miracle that she was able to drive back home safely amidst the excess tears blurring her vision. This time, as Kourtney entered the familiar walls of their house, the silence seemed to suffocate her.She was breaking apart and needed her parentsâ love and support now more than ever. She couldn't wait to tell them what Kathlyn had done so they would realize just how evil she was. She hoped they would take her side and comfort her lovingly.After what seemed like forever, her mother, Margaret Allen, emerged from the living room. Luke Allen, her father, followed closely behind holding his favorite Forbes Magazine, his expression stern and grave."Kourtney? What's wrong, Sweetheart?" Margaret asked, her voice filled with worry.Kourtney's throat felt tight, and it was hard to find the words to express the pain she was going through.âMommy... Dad, I... I caught Brandon and Kathlyn. I caught them in bed together with my own eyes! They were having an affair behind my back...âKourtney finally choked out, her voice trembling with despair as she relieved the heart-wrenching moment all over again.She expected shock, disbelief, or even outrage from her parents because she knew them too well. But what she saw on their faces was something entirely different.Margaret's expression displayed a complex mix of sadness and guilt, while Luke's stern gaze remained unwavering as if he just heard something normal. There was no shock or surprised look on their faces as she expected, only a knowing look that left Kourtney confused.She soon realized the painful truth: âThey already knew!!!â"You... You knew?âNeither one of them replied, but the look on their faces gave the answer away. The revelation struck Kourtney like a bolt of lightning. She swallowed hard, trying to comprehend the situation unfolding before her.Numerous questions popped into her head while her entire body shook and trembled. How could they have known about the betrayal and not said anything? Was it possible that her parents had been supporting Kathlyn, their favorite daughter, to go after her man all along?Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to find her voice."How... How long have you two known?"âWhat Iâm doing here is none of your business, Woods.â She replied.And that was all the proof Edwin thought he needed.He guessed she was here with that gentleman from the Silverstone Gala. It had to be it and once again, hearing it from her mouth would shatter every stupid, desperate hope heâd been harboring in his chest.âYou're probably here with your boyfriend, ain't you?âLilianâs eyes flashed with something dangerous. âWhat boyfriend?âFor some reason, she hasn't dated anyone since she graduated from the four walls of high school.âDonât play dumb, Miss Powell. I saw you at the Silverstone Gala with him.ââOhh!â She gasped as the realization of where he was driving at sank in.âYes.â Edwin took a step closer, his voice dropping lower. âThe one you were laughing and dancing with. All night long!âFor just a second, a tiny, microscopic fraction of a moment, something dark flickered in Edwinâs eyes. Something possessive. Something that looked almost⊠obsessive. Like he wanted to l
As Edwin jogged forward, he felt it⊠butterflies, actual, ridiculous, teenager-at-prom butterflies slamming around in his stomach like they were trying to escape.Like fireworks on New Yearâs Eve!âWhat the hell is wrong with me?â He thought.But he couldnât look away. Neither could she.Several women glanced his way, whispering animatedly behind their hands, but he barely noticed. The noise of Bullock Speedways seemed to fade into the background. The revving engines, the shouting, the music, all of it became white noise compared to the sight of this woman.He froze again, unable to move as they were now only a few feet apart.Around them, there seemed to be a pause. People were staring now, whispers spreading like wildfire through the crowd. âIsnât that Edwin Woods?ââWhoâs the girl?ââLook at the way theyâre staring at each otherâŠâEdwin Woods, the untouchable playboy, frozen in place by a womanâs gaze?They could hardly believe it as he was a regular figure there, and theyâd ne
Sebastian didnât do small gifts. He did grand, over-the-top, make-you-cry gestures. But this box was tiny.âOpen it,â he said, voice rough.Kourtney obeyed, lifting the lid. Inside lay a watch, simple, silver band, white face, no diamonds, no sparkle. Just clean lines. It looked like something sheâd pick herself.âItâs got a tracker. GPS, heartbeat monitor, panic button. If anyone so much as breathes on you wrong, Iâll know. And Iâll be there before they blink,â the man said, half-bragging.âSebastian Woods,â she playfully pouted her lips, âyou absolute caveman. You want to track me like Iâm a lost puppy?ââDamn right,â he growled, pulling her into his lap.Kourtneyâs fingers hovered over the watch. âHubby, itâs⊠normal. Like something Iâd actually wear without blinding people from space.âHe laughed, the sound rumbling in his chest. âExactly. Youâd toss anything shiny into the ocean and call it âtacky.â I pay attention, princess.âHe lifted it out, the metal cool against her wrist as
Kathlynâs knees wobbled, and she felt the weight of her desperation pressing down on her. She couldnât go back to Grandma empty-handed. Not when the old womanâs threats still echoed in her ears. Her pride screamed at her to stand tall, to walk out with her head high, but her fear was louder. She needed Kourtneyâs mercy, even if it meant humiliating herself.âKourtney, wait!â she called, her tone frantic. She stumbled forward, her hands outstretched. âIâll do anything. Iâll kneel, Iâll crawl, please, just let me stay!âKourtney froze on the staircase, one hand gripping the polished banister. She turned slowly, her emerald eyes narrowing as she looked down at Kathlyn. The disgust on her face was like a slap, sharp and stinging. âKneel?â she repeated, her voice low and dangerous. âYou think groveling like some lizard is going to change anything?Kathlynâs face burned, her cheeks flushing with shame and fury. She wanted to scream!!!Instead, she sank to her knees, the cold marble biting
Kathlyn flinched, her thin shoulders hunching. âKourt⊠Sister, can we talk?â Her voice was a shaky whisper, and oh, nothing like the confident sneer Kourtney remembered. She sounded⊠desperate.âI donât want to hear it.âKathlynâs eyes darted to the floor, her fingers twisting together. âI know you donât want to see me,â she said, her voice barely audible. âBut can you at least spare me a moment? Please?âKourtneyâs jaw almost dropped. âPlease?â Kathlyn didnât say please. Kathlyn demanded, manipulated, and took. This strange humility, this trembling vulnerability, it was all wrong. Kourtneyâs first instinct was to scoff. âSheâs faking it,â she thought. âSheâs always faking it.ââJust tell me whatever Mom, Dad, and Grandma sent you to say,â she said, rolling her eyes. âI donât have all day.â Her voice was cold, but inside, her heart was a mess. Part of her wanted to scream, to demand why Kathlyn thought she could just waltz into her home, the home she shared with her husband. An
Sebastianâs laugh was deep, wicked, and he crossed the room in barely two strides pulling her against him. His hands cupped one of her ass cheeks, squeezing hard as he kissed her, his tongue claiming her mouth with the same intensity heâd fucked her last night. She moaned, her pussy already wet, her body arching into his, betraying how much she wanted him to fuck her again.âCareful, baby,â he murmured against her lips. âKeep talking like that, and we wonât leave this bedroom today.âShe giggled, pushing against his chest playfully. âGo finish your work, Mr. Woods. Iâve got packing to do, and weâve got a whole week to play.âHe growled, stealing one more kiss before reluctantly pulling away. âYouâre lucky Iâve got a business call in ten minutes,â he said, his eyes promising all kinds of filthy things. âBut tonight, youâre mine again.âKourtney shivered, watching him stroll back to his study, his sweatpants doing nothing to hide the hard outline of his cock. She was his tonight and e
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