As the evening approached, the sun began its descent, casting a golden glow over the Allen family's opulent villa. The atmosphere inside crackled with electric energy as it came alive. The grand and spacious living room, adorned with lavish furniture, was full of people. Among them stood the formidable figure of Florence Allen, Kourtney’s grandmother and the Matriarch of the family whose presence commanded respect and obedience. Ever since the death of old master Robert Allen 9 years ago, Florence had been in charge of the family, ruling with an iron fist. She had set strict rules and expectations for everyone, ensuring they maintained the family's reputation and legacy. Her eldest Son, Luke, who happens to be Kourtney’s dad, was her favorite child, yet she didn't hesitate to discipline him when needed. Tonight, every single member of the Allen family, totaling about forty, was currently present for the meeting. Even the servants were here too, because Florence believed they were a
As she stepped into the spotlight, Kourtney radiated an aura of confidence that commanded attention. Her choice of attire, a simple black crop top, and baggy sky-blue jeans, may have been casual, but her natural beauty and inner radiance shone through effortlessly. She was the epitome of timeless elegance, the kind of beauty who looked stunning in anything she wore.Her long, brown, cascading hair framed her face, accentuating her striking features. Her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of emerald green, sparkled with intelligence and curiosity. Kourtney's flawless complexion also seemed to glow naturally, as if she possessed an inner light that illuminated her from within. Her slender figure exuded grace and poise, a testament to her disciplined lifestyle and commitment to self-care.All eyes were fixed on her, eager to hear the words that had brought them all together on this momentous evening while Kathlyn bit her lips painfully. She was doing everything she possibly could to prevent her
“Sebastian Woods????” the entire room seemed to scream in unison.“K-Kourtney, are you… what are you saying? What are you saying?” Grandma Florence stuttered in astonishment. The Old Woman’s face and whole countenance have turned pale as if she might catch a stroke any moment from now. Kourtney wondered if her precious granny would be able to handle such heavy news without passing out eventually. But she also knew that she had to proceed with the disclosure since Sebastian surely wouldn't be giving her any more time to spare. She sighed, her mind racing back to the whirlwind events that led to her marriage. “Uhmm. Yes, Grandma. My husband really is that person - the famous CEO, Sebastian Woods.”Grandma Florence's funny reaction was priceless. Her face changed from shock to amazement and then to anger in a matter of seconds. Her eyes widened, her mouth dropped open, and her wrinkled hands trembled as she tried to process the shocking news that her granddaughter was spilling. It was
Sebastian had on a stony expression as he stared down at the bustling city from the highest floor of the Forbes skyscraper. Up close, he looked frightening, and his dark aura was dangerously unmatched. Due to some scheduling conflicts, his live interview has been delayed for over 3 hours, so right now, he was about to lose his last string of patience. But then... “Sir, you have a call from Mrs Woods,” Jamie’s announcement, as if it had magic properties, brought him back to a relaxed state of mind. “My Wife?” “Yes, Sire. It’s Mrs Woods calling.” Sebastian quickly grabbed the phone as if his life depended on it. The coldness in his eyes disappeared in a flash. “Hello?” came Kourtney’s gloomy voice. “What’s wrong?” Sebastian asked, concern lacing his words. “Mr Woods, I… I told my family about it. And guess what? Things didn't go well as planned. I feel terrible!” Kourtney sniffed, her words coming out in a babyish manner as if she wanted to be petted and comforted by her husba
Sebastian wasn’t surprised they were asking such deeply personal questions about his love life like this. Matter of fact, he had expected it. The host of the show, a world-renowned journalist known for her insightful interviews with top business tycoons, politicians, and famous public figures, suddenly acted inexperienced and childish by pressing him with a very personal question almost immediately after he got onto the stage. It was laughable yet understandable! After all, he was an extraordinary man who had the world at his feet. Everyone wanted a piece of him. His well-pressed clothes were devoid of any wrinkles. Even his 5-million-dollar wristwatch reflected a metallic, cool gleam, radiating an air of magnificence. On his left hand, his diamond wedding ring, “The Forever Promise,” was emitting a rare and superior kind of glow, adding more flavor to his entire outlook. The room was filled with anticipation and silence that one could even hear a pin drop. It was indeed as if th
The sound of birds chattering woke Kourtney up from her deep slumber. It was a bright new day, and the sun was already starting to set, casting a warm glow through her bedroom window. She yawned from sleepiness and then looked at the time on her large wall clock. “What?? 9 am already?” Kourtney shrieked, jumping up from the bed in haste Her heart raced as she realized she had overslept on one of the most crucial days of her life. “How could I wake up so late like this?” she muttered to herself, feeling a wave of anxiety wash over her. Her stomach was growling due to hunger, and she knew she wouldn't have enough time to engage in her beloved morning care routines and yoga sessions. A pity! Because it had always helped her start the day on a more positive note. It was a Saturday, which meant the entire family would gather to have a luncheon and brunch party that afternoon. Everyone was meant to attend as a family tradition, put in place by Grandma Florence. But first, she nee
Brandon was the first to react, his facial expression changing from shock to admiration, then to lust, and finally to indifference and spite.Kourtney couldn't help but notice the lustful look in his eyes as he took in her stunning appearance. It was a look she had seen before, back when they were together, and it made her feel a strange mix of emotions.Kathlyn, ever sharp and sensitive, had also noticed the change in Brandon's expression. She had always suspected that he still had lingering feelings of attraction to Kourtney despite successfully stealing him away from her.A bitter sneer formed on her lips as she stared at her so-called sister, who looked absolutely astonishing.Kathlyn had dressed in a well-made cream-colored gown, but compared to Kourtney's outfit and appearance, she felt like a pauper.Kourtney looked too gorgeous and sophisticated in that white dress, stealing the spotlight from her, who was supposed to be the center of attention as the bride-to-be.Today was su
Kourtney couldn't believe her ears. She stood there in horror, torn between laughter and tears. How could her own family treat her so cruelly? Calling her a nuisance as if she meant nothing and didn’t deserve to sit like the rest of them at the table.It hurt her deeply!Even her own mother and father remained silent, seemingly indifferent to the whole situation. Their lack of support and concern only added to Kourtney's pain.She looked around the table, hoping to find support from at least anyone else, but they all remained silent, their expressions indifferent, and they all looked at her like she was the most horrible person on earth!As Kourtney was led away to her room, she caught a glimpse of Kathlyn’s evil smirk. It was clear that her sister took pleasure so much pleasure and delight in her suffering.She was indeed locked inside her bedroom by the head servant as per Grandma’s instruction, making her feel a mix of anger and sadness.So badly, she wanted her husband to come tak
When Kourtney finally arrived at the venue of the event, it was already noon. The Silverstone Gala would be starting in less than six hours, as the red carpet unveiling was set for 6 PM.She was so damn late!As she got out of the car, she could feel her head being served on a food platter, especially since she was the head planner.Rushing through the entrance, her heart raced in her chest. “Kourt, are you insane? Where the hell have you been?” Irina was the first to spot her. Her tone was filled with disbelief and urgency.“I...I’m sorry. I…I lost track of time!” Kourtney stammered, trying to catch her breath.“Lost track of time? On your biggest day ever?!” Irina’s voice rose, and Kourtney winced.She knew Irina didn’t mean to be harsh, but the pressure was boiling over.A pit of anxiety settled in her stomach.Inside her head, she could hear herself cursing Sebastian with the most aggressive curse words she knew. If it hadn’t been for the man, she wouldn’t be in this mess, scrambl
The next morning, the insistent buzz of the alarm jolted Kourtney awake. It was 6 am, and the sound felt like a personal attack.She groaned, reaching out to hit the snooze button, but then she remembered.The Silverstone Gala! She had to be there early to oversee the final preparations. Everything depended on her. She needed to be on time.After a night like the one they had just had, she wanted nothing more than to stay in bed, but duty called. The thought of the gala gave her a fresh surge of energy.With a sigh, she sat up, ready to start the day. She knew she'd be exhausted as usual after a long night of lovemaking, so she had set the alarm to wake her.However, as she made a move to get out of bed, a strong arm snaked around her waist, stopping her in her tracks.“Where are you going?” Sebastian’s voice was a low growl, still thick with sleep.“Uhh… I need to go to the venue…” She paused, trying to formulate the sentence.“The Silverstone gala, it's today!” she finished.Sebast
Kourtney’s cheeks burned hot as realization dawned upon her. She knew him so well already. It wasn't hard to connect the dots.His words werea subtle reminder that what he really desired right now had nothing to do with dinner; it was her.This man!He was always in the mood.Oh, how he could twist her inside out with just one teasing phrase!“I—I’ll go take a shower!” she stammered.It was amusing how easily he could unbalance her. It didn’t take much for Sebastian to evoke these feelings in her. She didn’t even turn to look back as she hurried toward the stairs with a red face.Sebastian chuckled softly, watching with amusement as Kourtney ran up the stairs like a scared little kitten. She was always adorable when flustered,but it only fueled his craving.It made him want her even more!And right now, the more pressing concern for him was the growing hardness of his
“I know. Right? But I have learned that you need to defend yourself if you want to survive in this wicked world.”“You’re lucky you have your husband to teach you,” Lilian said with a small smile. It was obvious Kourtney changed only after marrying Sebastian. She had to give the man his credit.“Yes, I am. He always says that I have to stand up for myself. That’s what I did.”“I love the two of you! I'm glad you have him to teach you. Finally, you’re no longer the pushover Kourtney I used to know. And I can’t believe he’s so generous giving you a card like that! That’s fuucking insane! He’s so Daddddyyy.”“Yes! He’s the best,” Kourtney blushed, daydreaming about the man.‘What should I cook for him when I get home?’ She pondered to herself.Or perhaps she could give him a neck and shoulder massage!Or maybe.......Suddenly, the waiter brought their ice cream. Kourtney snapped out of her thoughts and got the vanilla while Lilian got the strawberry. They dug in and didn’t speak for a w
Scarlet took a deep breath and straightened her spine, knowing she was losing this battle but unwilling to surrender gracefully.“I dare you to tell me who you are and where you got that card!”Kourtney smiled, the victory sweet on her lips as she glanced around the store; everyone looked at her with so much surprise, admiration, and newfound respect, which gave her so much confidence.Turned out Sebastian knew what he was doing when he gave her this black card that day!It commanded so much authority.Today, she might have walked in as a humble shopper, but she would leave wearing a crown, and that was a win in her book.“I don’t think I have to answer you. It is none of your business.” She turned her head, dismissing Scarlet with a wave of her hand.Scarlet’s face boiled with rage. “You have no idea who you’re dealing with.”Right now, she was trembling at the edge of sanity.Kourtney remained unyielding, snapping her fingers as she said mockingly. “Oh, please. Are you that desperat
“She is the—”Kourtney hastily placed a hand over Lilian’s big mouth, desperate to prevent the truth from emerging.“Don’t, Lil,” she pleaded, her eyes wide.Scarlet watched their little display with irritation.Holding onto her self-importance, she said mockingly. “Yeah! I thought as much! She’s a nobody. Take it off!”The condescension dripped from her words.Kourtney felt annoyance ripple through her, but she remained composed. She was the Woods family's young mistress. She was not going to let this woman intimidate her.Deep down, she recognized Scarlet's magnificent beauty; it was undeniable.But beauty without grace?That was something Kourtney could hardly respect. She bit her lip, trying to contain herself, as her mind raced with thoughts of how she could salvage the situation without revealing her connection to Sebastian here like this.Feeling the tension rising, Kourtney decided it was time to play her hand. “Since she wants to make this into an auction, let’s see! I would
The other shoppers began to circle around them like vultures, curious about the unfolding drama. Whispers fluttered through the air like restless butterflies. Kourtney wasn’t one to back down easily as well, especially not when she was already feeling so confident in her new dress. “With all due respect, Ma’am. I’m already paying for this dress!” she said flatly, not wanting to take part in any BS.The manager, a well-dressed middle-aged lady with a no-nonsense attitude who appeared from behind the counter, nodded in support. “That dress has already been chosen by this customer so I suggest you find something else that suits your unique taste.”Just like in typical fashion houses, there was only one of such dress available. It was custom-made for just one customer!There wasn’t even a replica of it that could be given to another person. And by the way, she can't just waltz in here and demand for something that was already picked by another lady who intended to make the purchase.Who
As planned, the two friends headed out to a trendy district in Melbourne filled with the most classy high-end boutiques.“Are you ready for this?” Lilian asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement as they entered a mildly populated Dior department store.“More than ever!” Kourtney replied, clutching the treasured black card that Sebastian had given her like a lifeline.It was the first time she would take the initiative to use the extravagant 300-million-dollar black card from her billionaire husband for shopping expenses.She remembered when he had given it to her after their first night together at Serenity Villa. She recalled how the man had behaved like such an insane amount of money was no big deal.He nonchalantly handed it over, claiming it was just a tool for her to use as she pleased. “Go on, spoil yourself,” he had said with a grin, totally unfazed by the fact that it was worth three hundred million fucking dollars.He was such a Big Casanova spender!“Okay, let’s find someth
Meanwhile, across town, Sebastian was sitting in another urgent board meeting at Woods Corporation to plan the launch of their new company branch in the UK. While everyone present was droning on about numbers and projections, his mind was elsewhere. That’s when his phone beeped, echoing a sound that cut through the tension and serious atmosphere in the boardroom. Sebastian hurriedly picked up his phone from the table to view the text. He hadn't expected a reply from Kourtney to come so fast.All eyes turned to him, surprised. The big boss himself was now smiling like a kid on Christmas morning.They all exchanged baffled looks. “Since when does he smile like that during these boring meetings?”Their usually stoic and focused boss who had previously forbidden everyone, including himself, from using their phones during meetings, had his fingers dancing across the screen like an obsessed gamer who'd just received the latest gaming console.Since when did he text so much?These past fe