With a resigned sigh, Kourtney picked up the hospital menu. "So what would you like to eat, Your Highness?"âI don't eat hospital food. My Assistant will bring in the meal my personal Chef made.âKourtney eyed him annoyingly. The man had a thing for always showing off, never missing an opportunity to flaunt his wealth and privileged lifestyle. His arrogant manners kind of made her want to punch him across his devilishly handsome face. "Must be nice,â she muttered under her breath."Well, when you're used to a certain standard, settling for less just isn't an option," Sebastian smirked, seemingly unfazed by her remark while Kourtney rolled her eyes.A few minutes later, Jamie rolled in a trolley containing dishes that would make even the most perceptive food critic's mouth water. Kourtney couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the spectacle. Each dish looked like it had been carefully crafted to nourish and delight the senses. The centerpiece was a rich, velvety soup in an ornate bowl
Kourtney felt her cheeks flush deeper as she realized the implications of their current position. She was seated on his lap with his arms encircling her waist, and the intensity of his gaze was undeniable. She immediately struggled to get off him, but the man just wouldn't budge. He held her tightly against him. âMr Woods, I beg you to let me go now.â âWhy the rush? We're a married couple, after all. What's wrong about sitting on me?â he rasped. Sebastian's tone was defensive, and he continued to hold her with an iron grip in a possessive manner. Even his usually composed expression was replaced by a flicker of something more primal. There was a burning heat evident in his eyes. Kourtney, on the other hand, was flustered and conflicted, her face a deep shade of crimson red. She wriggled in his embrace, desperately trying to free herself. âThis man! How much more petty can you get!â she thought. Meanwhile, Sebastian's body, against his better judgment, responded to the close proxi
"Nothing to be overly concerned about Mrs. Woods, just some series of physical breakdowns caused by extreme fatigue. Apparently, your husband is a workaholic," Ryan lied diplomatically.Kourtney's eyes narrowed in a mixture of relief and annoyance. "Fatigue? That's it?ââYes, he just needs some rest and a healthier work-life balance. It's not uncommon for high achievers to push themselves too hard. Bastian needs to learn when to take a break."Kourtney sneered. âOH⊠I see. It was nothing serious, and your friend here made me pamper and feed him like he was some dying old Grandpa! All this drama for fatigue?â Sebastian, unapologetic, shot back, "Well, isn't it nice to know you care so much?"Kourtney, not one to let Sebastian have the last word, retorted, "Oh, you'll be lucky if I even lift a finger again. You can feed yourself!âSebastian raised an eyebrow, a challenge in his eyes. "Is that so?âHe shot her a sour look while Ryan couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the bickering
Kourtney tightened her grip on the bag of fruits as she recognized the couple â Brandon, her ex-fiancĂ©, and her sister Kathlyn, the same people who had betrayed and cheated on her.They seemed so happy together, and a bitter taste filled her mouth as she recalled the pain they had caused her. Her stomach churned, and she felt a headache, witnessing the life that was stolen from her. The universe seemed to conspire against her today.Frozen in her steps, Kourtney debated whether to turn around and find an alternate route, but then, they were standing on the road leading back to Sebastian's room, blocking any escape.Brandon, with his keen eyes, spotted her first. âKourtney???â he called out.He had a somewhat surprised expression on his face as if he hadn't expected to run into her here.Kathlyn, on the other hand, wore a triumphant smirk, her eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief."Oh, look who's here! Our dear Kourtney."âOh, Hi,â Kourtney sneered with disgust evident on her face. B
âIâm just doing charity from the bottom of my good heart.â Sebastian smirked. âCharity or not, It's good to know that you care for your husband.â âMr Woods, are you gonna open your mouth or not?â Kourtney asked impatiently, âI might change my mind, you know.â Meanwhile, on the sidelines, Jamie cleared his throat. âUhmm... Madame, Sir... usually donât eat fruits. I meanâŠâ Sebastian shot him a deadly glare, silencing him immediately. Kourtney chuckled. âLMAO! Who doesn't like fruits? My God⊠you're such a weirdo, Mr Woods.â âI like it now,â Sebastian replied icily. âOh... I see! Open your mouth then,â she dangled the watermelon slice closer to his lips. Sebastian opened his mouth agape, his eyes fixed on Kourtney. His lips slightly brushed against her fingers now as he accepted the slice, unlike the time she fed him with a spoon. And just like that, Kourtney felt her heart thumping and her cheeks heating up. His lips coming in contact with her fingers made her feel some type
Four hours later, the room's background light had shifted from the warm glow of late afternoon to the dark shades of late night. Sebastian, ever the attentive partner, had dimmed the hospital room overhead lights to create a more soothing atmosphere so Kourtney could enjoy her sleep.Even though he needed more lighting to be able to work, he willingly turned down the lights so she could sleep better. He also couldnât stop himself from stealing glances at her every now and then.Even with tons of work documents in his hands, he watched her from time to time as she reclined softly against the pillows like a cute little toddler. And the tenderness in his eyes also spoke volumes. She looked so cute! Too cute! âMy wife is super adorable!â he murmured.With her looking like this, Sebastian couldnât possibly concentrate on his paperwork.He could hardly help himself anymore as he reached out to touch her. He gently brushed his fingers against her nose, cheeks, and lips. It wasn't weird or a
"I beg your pardon, Mr Woods. Did you forget our agreement? You promised to give me a one-week grace period before moving in together. And we still have three days left. Did you forget?â Kourtney sneered.She felt she still needed more time to adjust to this whole idea. She hadn't even had the courage to tell anyone about it yet; not even her best friend, Lilian Powell.Meanwhile, Sebastian's arrogant demeanor faltered for a moment. He hadn't anticipated her reminding him of their agreement, which he had reluctantly put in place.His eyebrows furrowed, and there was a conflict visible in his eyes. He hated to admit it, but Kourtney had a point. They did have an agreement, and he couldn't disregard it completely."Oh, right. I did say that, didn't I? "Yes, you did. So, stick to our agreement!âAfter a tense silence, he finally relented. "Fine, you win this round. You can go home, but I don't like it."Kourtney exhaled, feeling a sense of victory. "Gee, thanks.âSebastian, still feelin
Sebastian was the actual owner of the hospital and could do whatever he wanted. However, after a moment's consideration, he decided to let it go, even with the extreme power he held.With a shake of his head, he turned away, dismissing the idea of forcing her back in. He had missed three full workdays, and there were piles of paperwork awaiting his attention. The workload was a lot!Yet, as he delved into the sea of documents, thoughts of Kourtney lingered in his mind. Sebastian couldn't shake the distraction she had become. He could hardly concentrate while she was sleeping beside him, and he still couldn't even now that she was gone.Just the simple thoughts of her brief peck on his cheeks left him in a state of disarray. Her teasing kiss and the challenge in her eyes had left a lasting impression on him."Damn, what's wrong with me?" he muttered, frustrated by the unexpected intrusion of these thoughts.Her presence, or the memory of it, lingered in his mind. He shook his head, att
The Woods Family Villa.The sprawling estate nestled among the prolific hills and lush greenery buzzed with tension. The grand room, adorned with antique furnishings and portraits of ancestors who seemed to watch over the familyâs every move, was where Edwin found himself surrounded by the ever-fuming Grandpa Woods and other members of the family. âCan you believe it? That boy has gone too far this time! Changing the ownership of the San Bora land to his wife? What kind of madness is this?â Grandpa Woodsâ bushy eyebrows knitted together in a frown as he paced the length of the room, his voice echoing with indignation. The other Woods family members exchanged uneasy glances, not daring to speak up at this time. Grandpa Woods was a man well known for his formidable presence with a reputation for his bad temper. The only person who had the guts to always offend him like this was none other than Sebastian, his antagonistic and rebellious grandson.âCan you believe it?â his groggy voice
Kourtney glanced down at her phone, seeing the screen lighting up with her grandmotherâs name, and her heart sank. The last thing she wanted was another lecture about family loyalty and unity. She took a deep breath and then tucked the phone back into her pocket, trying to shake off the unease that settled over her. Taking hold of the jug, she poured water into Sebastian's glass one last time before settling down to sit beside him.The man watched her with an amused expression, and she could sense his curiosity, but she didnât want to dwell on what her family was trying to do. It was all so exhausting with the back and forth.And as much as she appreciated her grandmother, the thought of her family trying to manipulate her again after everything was irritating. She didnât need a prophet to tell her that Grandma Florence's calling was just another attempt to coax her into giving them back the land they wanted so badly. And still, they hadnât bothered to apologize for how they had t
At that moment, Grandma Florence entered the living room, her old, frail body shaking slightly. The news had hit her like a ton of bricks, and she clutched her chest as if the weight of the situation was too much to bear. Seriously? When will it all end?âAre you okay, Mum?â Denise Allen rushed to her side in panic. âCall my doctor!â Grandma Florence managed to shrink out the words.They helped her back to her bedroom, where she could lie down and take her medications.Later, as the family regrouped in the living room, the tension thickened.Kourtneyâs aunt, Denise, stormed back in, her face twisted in fury. âThat damn bitch! Who does she think she is, asking that man to take back our land?ââDenise, please!â Matilda Allen, Kourtneyâs second Aunt, interjected. âThis isnât helping. We need to think clearly.â âThink clearly?â Denise scoffed, âThat child has already made her choice to humiliate us all. Itâs despicable!â âLetâs invite her for dinner at her favorite restaurant. We can
âOh!â Kourtney blushed harder, feeling her shyness melt away as they shared this playful banter. His mouth literally had no filter.âI think so too,â she added, recalling the wild moments of their night together.Sebastianâs morning wood was already evident, and she tried her hardest not to let her eyes wander down to the pointy thing peeking from the sheets. It was hard to ignore, thoughâespecially with the way he was looking at her, those horny and lustful eyes she was already getting used to.âYouâre a sight to wake up to, Mrs Woods. I could get used to this,â his voice was rough from sleep, yet it was laced with lust.Gently, he brushed some loose strands of her hair behind her ears, the gesture sending a rush of warmth flood through her body as she met his gaze.Kourtneyâs heart raced at the thought of how easily the man could turn her whole world upside down. She smiled. âYouâre not too bad yourself.ââAah!â he chuckled at her admission, the sound deep and rich.Their little m
Kourtney cried out again as the delicious thrills coursed through her veins the moment he startled suckling on her perfect titties.Handling them roughly and biting softly, he moaned into her skin.God, her tits were fucking amazing!He couldnât get enough of them.âYou know my tongue feels so warm against these," he said before dipping his head back to suck and nibble on one tit, his hand reaching up to cup her other breast and squeeze hard."Oh, God," Kourtney panted.Her nails dug into his shoulder blades, scratching lines down his back.She squirmed as Sebastian kept up his assault on her breasts.Soon enough, he pushed her flat down roughly on the desk in front of him.He wanted to savor this moment, to memorize how she looked splayed over on his workspace like this. This vision will forever be the first thing to come to his mind every time he enters his study room from now on.Without a struggle, Kourtney collapsed on it, lying on her back now with random papers flying off or be
âMmmmmmghhhâŠâ Kourtney squirmed underneath the man, dragging his face down to kiss her again. âI want you to touch me. I want to feel you everywhere.â Sebastianâs eyes widened in surprise, and he pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. âEverywhere, huh?â his voice was thick with disbelief and desire.Kourtney shook her head, a fierce determination shining in her gaze. âYes. I want you to claim me. I want to be yours.â Those words were more than enough to send a fresh jolt of raw desire coursing through Sebastianâs veins. This was so out of character for her, but he loved it. âYouâre different," he murmured, "What happened to the woman who always held back?" "I guess she realized life is too short to hide from what she truly wants." Kourtneyâs words hung in the air, heavy with promise as she fluttered her lashes at him. There was a fire in her now, a fierce determination that made his heart race even faster and his grip on her tightened even more.This was everything he had
Sebastian licked and sucked the milky white cream so hungrily⊠like it was the best thing he'd ever tasted in his entire life.He rolled her nipples around with his thumbs and index fingers as he continued to eat her delicious pussy, sending loads of her juices into his mouth. Damn! He loved the way she tasted. No, he loved everything about this woman. âYour body drives me crazy, Babe,â he said hoarsely.With those words, the dam broke!And with one final flick of his tongue, Kourtneyâs body shuddered and vibrated uncontrollably as waves of pleasure crashed over her. âOH, YESSSSSS. . . GODDDDDDDDDDDDD. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS,â She cried out as she felt herself exploding, leaving her breathless and utterly spent.The powerful orgasm ran like a train over her body, making her shake violently. It felt fantastic!âFuck!â Sebastian cursed as he put his arms under her legs, holding her hips as he pressed his face tightly against her swollen sex. He always knew she would taste fantasti
Kourtney felt a jolt of electricity at his words, and her heart raced as Sebastian stepped closer.There was no denying the way the manâs gaze darkened with desire. She had seen that look too many times alreadyâŠâŠ.âMâMe?â she stuttered with chaos written all over her face.âAbsolutely.âThe next thing she knew, Sebastianâs hands gripped her waist, lifting her effortlessly as usual, as if she weighed nothing.Kourtney gasped. Her heart was literally in her throat as her husband placed her gently on the edge of his study table, the cool surface contrasting sharply with the heat radiating from her skin.âWhat is this man up to?â she wondered.Not minding her obvious confusion, Sebastian settled himself into his chair. And with one swift and sudden movement, he held her two legs widely apart in front of his face while Kourtney gaped at him with wide eyes.There was that familiar predatory glint in his gaze as he inhaled sharply, enjoying the sweet scent of her womanhood.Sebastian could
Sebastian was seated behind his massive mahogany desk, his eyes glued to the glowing screen of his laptop.But, the moment Kourtney stepped into the room, the world around him faded away, and his focus honed in on her.His gaze roamed over her, taking in every detail, and suddenly, his breath caught in his throat.Quickly, his eyes darkened with desire.He had not expected to see her like this.The soft sky-blue material of her nightie danced around her thighs, hinting at what lay beneath.The fabric clung to her curves, shimmering like a second skin. As she walked towards the desk, the sway of her hips did a number on him. He couldnât help but let his gaze travel from her perfect, pretty face and tousled brown hair down to her feet and then back up.It was as if the night had woven its magic around her, making her look ethereal and utterly captivating.âDid the servants see you like this?â Sebastian asked, his voice coming out harsher than he intended.It made Kourtney freeze in her