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âOPEN YOUR EYES, KOURTNEY. LOOK AT ME!!!â Sebastian demanded through gritted teeth and clenched jaw.Kourtney complied, slowly opening her eyes and locking them with his intense gaze. His raw desire and passion reflected back at her, sending a new surge of electricity through her body. She was captivated, unable to tear her eyes away from his piercing stare.His massive weight was crushing her, but she was unbothered by it. Surprisingly, it gave her unexplainable solace. His hipsâ rhythmic movement and how her body was responding so eagerly to his thrusts were overwhelming.She was becoming more defenseless by his delicious attacks.The sound of them panting breathlessly became so intense while the intoxicating scent of their arousal engulfed them like a cloud!Leaning down, Sebastian captured her lips in a fierce and passionate kiss, their tongues intertwining and dancing as their bodies moved as one.He simply could not get enough of her heavenly taste. "God, you're fucking beautifu
âPlease let me go now,â Kourtney begged. She wanted to cry at this point. Sebastianâs dick was already pulsating inside her once more, completely ready for another round of action.âHmmm⊠Just let me have it one more time tonight, Pretty, Please,â he responded hoarsely. Kourtneyâs refusal subsided upon hearing his soft, pleading tone, and she looked at him in a daze. She did not expect an arrogant man like him to speak like this.She could hear his now steady breathing start to quicken from lust all over again, making her heart race. She was in wonder and amazed at how he could get hard again so fast after his first release had rocked him to his very core.âOh, wait⊠no. I also want this?â Kourtney panicked inwardly. Then, she blushed, trying to avoid eye contact with him.She was surprised at how she had responded to their intense lovemaking just now but even more surprised that she also wantedâŠ. more!More of that big, veiny, long, hard dick!âMmmm...â she moaned as pleasure was s
Like a queen living in her new castle, Kourtney reveled in the thrill of the Serenity Villa on her first day as the young mistress of the manor. The grandeur of the estate was overwhelming, with its sprawling gardens, luxurious furnishings, and breathtaking views. It was so fucking gorgeous! It was a far cry from the Allen villa she had lived almost all her life. Matter of fact, the Allen family villa, no matter how grand it seemed, looked so mediocre and ancient compared to this! Kourtney couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement, wondering how she had ended up in this situation. She had always been a simple girl, content with her modest life. However, fate had a funny way of intervening, and now she was living in a lavish mansion as the wife of the cityâs wealthiest and most powerful Billionaire. Everything felt so unreal! But at the same time, there was a nagging doubt in the back of her mind. Wasnât this all too good to be true? She wanted to run! She wanted to stay! As
Skyline EventsKourtney couldn't help but notice the curious glances from her colleagues.âAre you okay, Kourt? I swear, your walking steps are kinda different today!â Kourtneyâs workplace Bestie, Irina, said after clearing her throat awkwardly.Kourtney gulped a mouthful of saliva as she felt the weight of Irinaâs gaze on her, waiting for a response. Her walking step was indeed different, yes! But not from any physical injury, but from the lingering soreness that resonated deep within her body from the relentless actions of #that man the night before, and the night before that.Her body still hurts from the manâs merciless thrusting all night long. The second night in a row!âSo people are noticing? Oh God! I'm screwed!â she cringed to herself, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.The urge to disappear, to fade into the background and become invisible, tugged at her. But despite feeling awkward and exposed, Kourtney knew she had to maintain a facade of normalcy.With a forced smile
Luke leaned forward, his gaze piercing into Kourtney's soul. âThe Allen corporation is on the verge of collapse. We need help, and you can provide that, Kourtney.ââAnd what does that have to do with me? You didnât even let me work there anyway, so how on earth am I supposed to help?â Kourtney's gaze hardened with contempt as she locked eyes with her father.Her dreams of contributing to the family legacy, of proving her worth within the walls of their company, had been mercilessly dashed time and time again.Luke's excuse after her graduation had been a cruel twist of fate - her degree in events management was deemed unworthy of the family business, while Kathlyn, who pursued that of a scientific field, was deemed more suitable and had been lauded and supported to join the company.She had been relegated to the sidelines while Kathlyn was ushered into a managerial position in the Finance department.The hypocrisy of it all made Kourtney's blood boil, but she swallowed her anger, bury
Woods Corporation.Inside the boardroom meeting, Sebastian kept looking at his $3.9 Million Patek Philippe 5004T wristwatch almost every 60 seconds, impatiently waiting for the time to strike 6 pm.He found himself missing his dear wife and couldnât wait to be out of this boring, annoying-ass meeting!He also kept tapping his pen against the mahogany table, his mind drifting to the fact that he used to relish staying in the office until 11 pm daily, tirelessly working on deals and projects. Back then, his mansion was empty and devoid of life. There was really nothing to go back home to, so why bother?But now, all he could think about was heading straight home to his wife, Kourtney.This time, he had someone to go back home to.It's crazy how things changed so fast and so unexpectedlyâŠâŠ..The memory of her slipping out of bed that morning, leaving him alone with nothing but the faint scent of her, brought a wry smile to his face. Kourtney had practically abandoned him in his sleep an
Kourtney's eyes widened in a mixture of guilt and shame as she tried to turn away, hiding the evidence of her pain."It's... itâs nothing, just a little accident," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.Sebastian's heart clenched at her obvious distress, a surge of protectiveness and worry flooding through him. To think he was rushing home to see the pretty face of his wife, not knowing it had already been messed up and bruised.The raw agony etched on her features hit him like a punch to the gut. Even her swollen eyes meant she had been crying for long, and the sight pierced through his heart like a knife, seeing his vibrant wife reduced to a shell of herself.Her cheeks were inflamed and discolored - a stark contrast to her usual radiance.âWho did it?â he rasped.âUh??âI said, who did it?ââUhmmmâŠ. It's no one. No one did it, okay? I... I said it was an accident!â Kourtney stammered a lie through her teeth.She had assumed the man would be back home late and probably woul
The next morning dawned with the harsh light of consequences and a storm of chaos for the Allen family. The entire household, along with staff, sat in their lavish living room, watching in horror as their stocks plummeted in real-time on the screen, a visual representation of their downfall.The atmosphere was tense and suffocating!News of their cooperation crumbling, investors fleeing, bankruptcy looming, and debts piling up like a mountain spread like wildfire across every TV station. Reporters didn't hold back, their words sharp as knives."The once-mighty Allen family is now on its knees, a warning tale of greed and mismanagement,â one business reporter on TV barked."The Allens are no longer among the titans of the industry they once were. It seems the golden facade of the Allen empire is finally cracking. Is it finally over?" one anchor declared openly.Another reporter ridiculed, "Investors are in a frenzy, trying to salvage what's left of their investments. The Allens are in
Kourtney glanced around the room, eyeing the other women. They were all looking at her with suspicion as if she were a suspect in a crime she didnât commit. Indeed, she was the target.âOh wow! This has never happened in our history before.â âWho could be the thief?ââWe've never encountered such cases at any of our gatherings in the past!âKourtney sneered on hearing their annoying remarks.It was painfully obvious they were trying to make it look like the thief was someone new in their circle. It all seemed like a slow-motion scene from a bad movie that made her bored, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes in disgust.Did they really think they could frame her like this?She didnât need a prophet to know she had been set up. The irritation bubbled within her. These women were more petty than she had ever imagined.âThat's true! Why donât we start by checking the purse of our beloved new young mistress?âBefore Kourtney could say, Jack, Sheila had moved swiftly, snatching her purs
The next day came quicker than expected for Kourtney. It was Saturday afternoon, and the Woods ladies always hosted a tea party. It was like a compulsory family-friendly tradition, they said.âWho still holds tea parties in the 21st century?â she muttered to herself, shaking her head in disbelief.The Woods family, apparently.Over here, everything felt ceremonious with a touch of rigid formality.Just the thought of it made her want to laugh and cry, at the same time.The ladies were dressed in elegant gowns, their hats adorned with flowers while holding dainty china teacups and sitting beneath a grand oak tree at the center of the Woods estate garden. Kourtney felt like she had stepped into a time capsule that took her to the past.Oh lord!Itâs giving the 19th century.It was the Victorian era once again!What would they have next?A masquerade ball?She chuckled lightly as she placed her own flowery hat on her head, feeling as though she was part of some kind of regency novel.Li
âWe can leave now if you want,â Sebastian said as he took her reddened hand, massaging it softly.She didn't have to put up with this nonsense.Kourtney looked up at him, her heart swelling with gratitude.âNo, I donât want to. I can handle them,â she replied, determination flooding her veins.You can call her so many things. But a âquitterâ isn't one of them.âVery well then. They will either accept you or face my wrath. I assure you this,â Sebastian spoke with ruthless precision as he pulled her closer.As a child, he had watched helplessly as his late mother was bullied continuously by members of the Woods family.Because of her poor background, they had never liked her.Back then, he couldn't do anything about it except clench his fists in frustration. However, one day, he vowed never to feel powerless like that ever againâa promise that fueled his fierce determination to succeed and made him become the man he is today.And now, he couldn't help his protectiveness over Kourtney a
That fear!It was that fear that somehow protected her like a shield, making them comply with whatever Sebastian commanded, even if it meant accepting her as his wife.They hated her presence here but could do little to nothing about it.Great!Just great!As they moved deeper into the grand living room, ornate chandeliers hung from the ceilings, casting a warm glow that seemed almost mocking in contrast to the chilly reception she was currently receiving.Apart from Grandpa Woods, other family members began to step forward to greet her. But their attempts felt empty and void, mere formalities arranged with forced smiles, making her feel small and insignificant.âWelcome to the family, Young Lady,â a middle-aged woman with perfectly styled blonde hair said. âWeâve heard so much about you.â The words dripped with sarcasm, and Kourtney could see the flicker of contempt behind her bright blue eyes.Oh!They knew!It was clear they already knew her entire history.Her identity and recent
The drive to the Woodsâs ancestral villa was filled with an electric tension that made Kourtney feel alive yet utterly terrified. She perched on the plush leather passenger seat of Sebastianâs Bentley while he drove, gliding through the streets with great skill and charisma.Her heart was thumping loudly in her chest, and she placed a hand on it as if to calm her raging storm of emotions.Sebastian, effortlessly handsome behind the wheel, glanced over at her with an eyebrow raised. âCan you stop being so nervous?â He asked, a hint of irritation seeping into his voice while his dark eyes narrowed slightly. He saw no reason for her to feel that way. She was making him feel like they were heading to a live-or-die boxing match instead of just his family villa.The woman simply had nothing to worry about. If only she knew....... Meanwhile, Kourtney rolled her eyes at him, a small gesture of defiance, but she said nothing.He still didnât understand. He still didnât get it.And she gue
After a moment of silence, when she didnât hear any response, she shrugged it off as if nothing had happened.Edwin Woods's heart was hammering in his chest.That was a close call!He peeped, watching her from the small hole by the door.He realized she was still wrapped in that delicate white towel, her hair cascading down her back in damp waves. His mind raced, imagining how soft her skin would be if he could touch her. But he had to stay hidden.He observed every little movement, from the way she brushed her damp hair back to the way her towel hugged her curves. She was so beautiful, so enchanting, and he couldnât tear his eyes away from her.He felt like a thief, stealing moments of her life, but in his mind, he was merely a guardian waiting for the right time to make his presence known.He watched as she rummaged through her closet, pulling out clothes.She resumed her whistling, a carefree tune that made him smile. The way she moved, so blissfully unaware of his presence, sent a
Sebastian stepped out of the car, holding the door open for her. âCome on, letâs go inside,â he urged gently as he extended a hand to her.Kourtney hesitated for a second but then took his hand, feeling the warmth of his grip. As she stepped out of the limousine, she was greeted by the bright lights of the boutique and the luxurious aura that surrounded it. Inside was a treasure trove of elegance. Silks, satins, and shimmering fabrics adorned the racks, each piece gorgeous and unique. She felt a flicker of excitement as she walked through the aisles while Sebastian watched her, admiration filling his eyes.She looked like a delicate flower in a garden of riches, and he wanted to shower her with the best of the best.âPick whatever you like,â he ordered.Her heart fluttered at his words. âReally? You donât mind?â âNot at all,â Sebastian rasped.The way her emerald eyes lit upâit was mesmerizing. Just like that, they spent the next few hours shopping.The shop attendants treated Kour
The men walked straight to her, ignoring Liam completely. âMrs. Woods, Mr. Woods wants you to come join him in his car right away,â one of them said.Kourtneyâs heart dropped. âHeâheâs here?â she stammered, glancing nervously out the window. Sure enough, her husbandâs white limousine was parked outside, surrounded by a crowd of curious onlookers. It felt like a scene straight out of a movie!âOh no! What now?â she winced inwardly.How did he even find out she was here?Would he accuse her of being promiscuous again?Surely, he might confuse this little luncheon with Liam for a romantic date. Right?The man was quick to jump to conclusions, and she feared facing the wrath of his anger again.What would he do to her this time? Drive her to Coolaroo again?Kourtney shivered with that thought in mind. Her heart started racing with fear and confusion.She stood up, her hands trembling as she shot Liam an apologetic look. âI... I have to go.ââGo? Go where?â Liam demanded, his expression
However, Sebastian sat behind his mahogany desk, barely acknowledging her presence. Instead, he was buried in a stack of papers on his desk, his dark brows furrowed in concentration.Rachael felt a pang of disappointment as he didnât even glance up to greet her.She could feel the embarrassing mix of frustration and sadness swelling in her chest.As usual, he was acting as if she were just another piece of furniture in the room.What would it take for this man to notice her?She swallowed hard, the presence of his two hulking bodyguards hovering in the corner of the room making her feel even more small and vulnerable. She knew they were there to prevent her from getting too close, a reminder of the boundaries he had drawn after their last encounter in his office space.He had made it clear that he didnât want anything personal between them, and that hurt more than she cared to admit.But why is she still...here?âBastian,â she started, her voice smooth and confident as she prepared to