âWHERE IS MY WIFE?â Sebastianâs cold voice thundered through the room, his chilling presence sending shivers down their spine. He was almost furious at this point. But as he glared around the room, searching for any sign of Kourtney, no one dared to meet his gaze or answer his question. It was as if they were all hiding something, afraid of his wrath. Every one of them seemed to be in a daze. No one was saying anything concerning the whereabouts of his precious wife.His eyes scanned the crowd with a sense of growing unease. Despite the Melbourne weather forecasters predicting very delicate weather and advising all flights be canceled, Sebastian had just risked his life and that of his subordinates using his private jet to get here.Even after several pleas and warnings from his flight team, he had insisted on proceeding with the trip from Sydney, where he had done his Forbes interview. He did not want to disappoint Kourtney, especially when she had taken the initiative to call him
The room remained silent in total suspense as Kourtney and Sebastian locked eyes. It was as if time stood still, and the rest of the world faded into the background. The entire room watched the both of them keenly, eyes fixed on the couple like an audience watching a captivating play or soap opera.Kourtney took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She was standing here, face to face with the strange man she had married just about a week ago, yet it feltâŠ. so undeniably RIGHT!Sebastian's lips curled into a small smile as he took three steps forward, closing the distance between them. "Kourtney," his cold voice was filled with affection. His sharp and icy tone from earlier suddenly replaced by a cool and soothing tone.A wave of emotions washed over Kourtney as she looked into his eyes. She felt a connection, a spark that she couldn't explain. It was as if they had known each other for a lifetime, even though they had barely scratched the surface.Somehow, she felt the ne
Sebastian glanced down at Kourtney, his expression softening slightly and his anger slowly subsiding. Her gentle touch to his back just now made him feel some kind of electricity, and he felt a sweet tug in his heartstrings.He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear."I understand how you feel, my dear. But these people need to learn their lesson. They can't treat you like this."Kourtney nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you for standing up for me. I don't want to be here anymore. So can we just⊠go?"Sebastian turned back to the crowd, his gaze sweeping over them with disdain and disappointment. As usual, he saw himself as the biggest personality among them, and everyone else was just beneath him."You heard my wife. We're leaving. But before we go, I have one more thing to address.""I want to greet my father-in-law," Sebastian declared, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Let him step forward and face me!"Everyone shifted uncomfortably on their
After stepping outside the Allen mansion, Sebastian led Kourtney by the hand to his Rolls Royce, a sleek and luxurious car that perfectly matched his billionaire status. He slid into the driver's seat after making sure she was well and settled in the front passenger's seat. Kourtney was surprised to see him take the wheel today and not his usual chauffeurs.She flushed even more and couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as she realized that Sebastian was personally driving her for the first time - to his HOME. It was an intimate gesture that made her heart flutter.As they drove through the city streets, she noticed him stealing glances at her every now and then.Funny enough, the man still couldnât stop gaping at her even while driving. She felt a mix of flattery and annoyance. âCan you stop?â Kourtney blushed and then looked out the window, trying to hide her embarrassment.âStop what?â Sebastian asked innocently, though a mischievous glint danced in his eyes.âStop looking
After finishing their meal, Kourtney excused herself and suggested taking a stroll around the villa to explore her new surroundings. Some of the female servants, sensing her curiosity, offered to show her around and answer any questions she might have.Sebastian, however, was not having it.He trailed behind them like a lost puppy, unable to take his eyes off her.âYou don't have to follow us everywhere, you know. Why donât you go have a rest? Youâve just eaten,â Kourtney said, playing the dutiful wife.She glanced back at him with a teasing smile as he hovered around her like a bee on a flower.Sebastian chuckled, his eyes filled with adoration. "I can't help it. I want to be near you, just to make sure youâre safe!âKourtney rolled her eyes playfully. The man was starting to be clingy. "I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, you know. Besides, I think the servants are more than capable of showing me around."Sebastian refused to budge, his eyes fixed on her with an unnervin
âWhy don't we?.. Have our first shower TOGETHER?â âSay what now?â Kourtney blinked blankly at Sebastian as if she was staring at a ghost! Her mind was reeling. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. âIs he seriously suggesting that we take a shower together?â It was one thing to share a bedroom, but to be so intimate right from the start was a lot to handle. She already knew Sebastian was a shameless man, but she never really thought he'd be this shameless! She had thought the man would be reasonable enough to at least, let her stay in her own room and get used to him. Turns out she overestimated his rationality as now he was even bold enough to ask such. âYou heard me, Wife? Isn't it normal for couples to bathe together?â Sebastian seemed so unbothered by the look Kourtney was giving him, his mischievous smile growing wider. Kourtney, ââŠâŠâ Her jaw dropped, her mind racing to comprehend the audacity of his proposal. This was a whole new level of absurdity, and she wasn'
âI⊠I'm just trying to find a comfortable sleeping position,â Kourtney whined, her voice barely audible in the dimly lit room.However, there was no reply from Sebastian except for the heavy sound of his breathing. She tried to shift again, and this time⊠She felt something huge and hard pressing against her ass.âOh my goodness... What is that?â Kourtney thought as her eyes widened in fright.Sebastian's eyes darkened further, his desire becoming almost unbearable.âI warned you to stop moving. Now look what youâve made me become,â he said in a voice deep and thick with longing.The bulge underneath his robe was almost bursting through the material at this point.In a swift movement, he flipped Kourtney sideways to lay on her back pressed against the sheets. And then he hovered above her like a predator does with its prey. The evidence of his desire was obvious now and prodding Kourtneyâs belly as he lay on top of her, making a sharp gasp escape her lips.Sebastian pinned her down to
Kourtneyâs eyes nearly popped out of its sockets as soon as she got a glimpse of his naked boner. She was scared to death! The sight of Sebastianâs dick...... She'd never seen anything like it. It looked more like it came straight out of those popular X-rated porn websites. It was long, thick, veiny and.âŠâŠ. âOh God!â He was Sebastian Fucking Hot Huge Woods!!! The air in the room stilled, and a hot flash of heat covered her entire body. She stared up at him, gasping for air. Sebastian threw down his robe and met her widened eyes. His pulsating cock was already dripping with pre-cum, and the look in his eyes flashed with hunger and thirst that seemed to have plagued him all his life. âYou like what you see, Uh?â he chuckled darkly as he stroked himself a few times, amazed at his own rock-hardness. He licked his canine teeth and then licked his lips. Heâd never been this horny before! Kourtney blushed shyly and looked away. âI... I don't think thatâs going to fit inside me.â S
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. âKourt, are you insane? Where the hell have you been?â Irina was the first to spot her. Her tone was filled with disbelief and urgency.âI...Iâm sorry. IâŠI lost track of time!â Kourtney stammered, trying to catch her breath.âLost track of time? On your biggest day ever?!â Irinaâs voice rose, and Kourtney winced.She knew Irina didnât 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 hadnât been for the man, she wouldnât 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.âWhere are you going?â Sebastianâs voice was a low growl, still thick with sleep.âUhh⊠I need to go to the venueâŠâ She paused, trying to formulate the sentence.âThe Silverstone gala, it's today!â 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
âI know. Right? But I have learned that you need to defend yourself if you want to survive in this wicked world.ââYouâre lucky you have your husband to teach you,â Lilian said with a small smile. It was obvious Kourtney changed only after marrying Sebastian. She had to give the man his credit.âYes, I am. He always says that I have to stand up for myself. Thatâs what I did.ââI love the two of you! I'm glad you have him to teach you. Finally, youâre no longer the pushover Kourtney I used to know. And I canât believe heâs so generous giving you a card like that! Thatâs fuucking insane! Heâs so Daddddyyy.ââYes! Heâs the best,â Kourtney blushed, daydreaming about the man.âWhat should I cook for him when I get home?â 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 didnât speak for a w
Scarlet took a deep breath and straightened her spine, knowing she was losing this battle but unwilling to surrender gracefully.âI dare you to tell me who you are and where you got that card!âKourtney 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.âI donât think I have to answer you. It is none of your business.â She turned her head, dismissing Scarlet with a wave of her hand.Scarletâs face boiled with rage. âYou have no idea who youâre dealing with.âRight now, she was trembling at the edge of sanity.Kourtney remained unyielding, snapping her fingers as she said mockingly. âOh, please. Are you that desperat
âShe is theââKourtney hastily placed a hand over Lilianâs big mouth, desperate to prevent the truth from emerging.âDonât, Lil,â she pleaded, her eyes wide.Scarlet watched their little display with irritation.Holding onto her self-importance, she said mockingly. âYeah! I thought as much! Sheâs a nobody. Take it off!âThe 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. âSince she wants to make this into an auction, letâs 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 wasnât one to back down easily as well, especially not when she was already feeling so confident in her new dress. âWith all due respect, Maâam. Iâm already paying for this dress!â 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. âThat dress has already been chosen by this customer so I suggest you find something else that suits your unique taste.âJust like in typical fashion houses, there was only one of such dress available. It was custom-made for just one customer!There wasnât 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.âAre you ready for this?â Lilian asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement as they entered a mildly populated Dior department store.âMore than ever!â 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. âGo on, spoil yourself,â 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!âOkay, letâs 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. Thatâs 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. âSince when does he smile like that during these boring meetings?âTheir 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