Sebastian didnât know how he did it, but he drove back to Woods Corporation in one piece. The familiar sight of his company building loomed before him as he parked the car with an insane and wildly out-of-control screech. His hands were still shaking from the adrenaline rush of his reckless driving.He was still stark-raging mad!Walking unsteadily to his office, Sebastian didn't go unnoticed by his swam of nosy employees. But everyone knew well enough to shut up and bow respectfully as he walked through to get to his private elevator.It was as if a cloud of anger was hovering over him like a dark storm.As soon as he got into his office, he slammed the door shut behind him and made a beeline for the mini bar tucked away in the corner of the room.Without hesitation, he grabbed a bottle of Campari whisky as if his whole life depended on it.He wanted to at least get rid of a small portion of the venom and pain in his heart.Pouring himself a generous amount, he raised the glass to hi
Viewers discretion!!!This chapter may contain disturbing scenes!**********Sebastian bit uncontrollably on his fingernails in the backseat of his Bentley. It was a long-term habit of his since childhood to bite his nails whenever he was feeling disturbed or anxious. But those scenarios barely ever happened at all for years now.What could ever make the Almighty CEO of Woods Corporation anxious?Absolutely nothing!Or so he thoughtâŚ..He was very wrong to think he wouldn't feel that kind of uneasiness again.âŚ.especially when Kourtney Erin Allen existed.Jamie, who sat in the passenger seat beside him, nervously fiddled with his tie. He just ended a phone conversation with Sebastianâs head of security. He cleared his throat nervously, breaking the heavy silence that enveloped the car. "Sir, the Madame didn't go to her family villa," he spoke up, his voice laced with concern while Sebastian's bite on his finger tightened, worry gnawing at him."And Sir, the Madame also didn't go back
He had spent countless nights convincing himself that LOVE was just a distraction, a weakness he could not afford to have at any point in his life. But now, all those walls he built around his heart for years crumbled like dust to the ground.Because he loved herâŚ.YES! He loved herâŚ.He really loved herâŚ.Like a lotâŚNo! More than a lotâŚMore than he could describeâŚMore than he thought was possibleâŚMore than he thought he was capable ofâŚThe intensity of his feelings was so terrifyingâŚ.It was UNREALâŚ.He never planned on loving her this muchâŚ.Or even liking her this muchâŚBut now, his feelings for her are absolutely fucking INSANEâŚInsane enough to send a bullet flying through the man who had dared to touch her.A riff-raff.A pathetic excuse for a man!A mere nobody.A scum⌠the lowest of the low!A man like that had the audacity to lay a finger on what was undeniably HIS?Had the audacity to touch her with his greasy fingers?How dare he? How dare anyone think they could touch
âHowâs she?â Sebastianâs voice was low and tense.âShe's okay. The nurses checked. She is untouched, not damaged or marked in any way... Well... apart from a few wound scratches and some large handprints on her⌠ass!â Ryan, his close friend and an ER Doctor said, the last part slipping out before he could catch himself.Sebastianâs face turned pale, the reality of Kourtney's assault crashing over him like a tidal wave.The guilt was suffocating. How could he have let this happen?âBut, wait! What really happened?â Ryan asked, his eyes enquiring.âI mean, You are THE Sebastian Woods. You rule this City! How did you even let your wife get kidnapped? And she almost got raped?âRyanâs voice was incredulous, his medical professionalism momentarily forgotten while Sebastian shifted uncomfortably on his feet.The questions came at him like a barrage of bullets, and he felt himself retreating into a defensive posture.âWait! What was she even doing at Coolaroo? That wretched place is no place
At the Smith Villa, the atmosphere was tense. Brandon was lounging on the terrace, a drink in hand, looking relaxed as if he hadnât a care in the world.His parents were inside, worried sick about the photos that has taken over the internet. They had always warned Brandon to stay clear of trouble or anything that would get their family name into the mud.But now, he had unleashed such chaos.âBrandon, you should really think about what youâre doing. Why still getting involved with that Kourtney girl,â his mother called out from inside. âYou have no idea what kind of trouble youâre inviting. Your wedding to the other Allen young mistress is just a few days away. Goodness!ââRelax, Mom. Besides, itâs not my fault those pictures were posted online,â Brandon said, a smirk on his face. In fact, he loved the outcome. At this point, he no longer cared.But just then, a sound broke through the nightâa revving engine, followed by the screech of tires as different cars pulled up to the villa.
Brandon pushed himself up, wiping the blood from his nose, trying to regain some show of dignity.Gritting his teeth against the pain, he forced himself to speak, trying hard not to show any form of weakness.âYou think you can just do this to me?â he spat, his voice shaky but defiant. âYou canât just kidnap me. Iâm a Smith! My family has connectionsââBoom!Sebastianâs men wasted no time as another landed a hefty blow to his stomach. Brandon landed on his back with a thud, the air knocked out of him.Meanwhile, Sebastianâs lips curled into a smirk, and he took a slow drag from his cigar, letting the smoke curl around him like a serpent.âKidnap? Hardly. This is just a friendly visit to discuss your little stunt with my wife.âHe stood up from his desk, towering over like a dark shadow as he moved with an air of elegance toward his target.Family?Connections?What a joker!Brandon and his family were no match for him in any way or anything!The thought of him feeling untouchable beca
Kourtney paid the driver hastily with trembling hands and made her way towards Lilian's charming brick house, nestled among the flowering trees.Because of a misunderstanding a few months ago, Lilian had moved out of the Powell family villa. A decision Kourtney had supported wholeheartedly.She didnât even need to ring the doorbell; she knew the password. Lilian had always been her safe haven, and she desperately needed that comfort now.With a deep breath, she pushed the door open and stepped inside.The large living room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the television illuminating the space. Kourtneyâs brows furrowed when she saw Lilian sprawled out lazily on the couch, popcorn bucket in hand, utterly engrossed in a K-drama.Melodramatic music played in the background as a handsome male lead confessed his undying love to the female lead, his eyes glistening with unshed tears, while Lilianâs eyes sparkled with joy.She didnât even notice Kourtney had entered until she cleared her thro
This time, Kourtney could only hope he respected her decision.âYou... You donât get to just waltz in here after what you made me go through. I need space, Mr Woods!âSebastian rubbed a hand over his head, exhaling sharply as if trying to control himself.He needed to!He didn't want to give the woman any more reason to distance herself from him.She was back to calling him Mr Woods again and that somehow made his blood boil. It was as if they were back to square one all over again!âGo away, I beg you. I want you to leave me alone,â Kourtney's tears glistened under the dim light, and he felt a deep ache in his chest. No matter what happens hereâŚ. He knew he wasnât going to sleep tonight!âPleaseâŚâ she whispered. âJust go, Mr Woods. I donât want to see you.â At this point, Sebastian couldnât bring himself to press further. The hurt in her gaze was a stark reminder of how he had failed her. He was a man used to getting what he wanted, but Kourtney had been the only thing that had eve
Kourtneyâs senses sharpened immediately.This couldn't possibly be just a technical mishap! The entire event had been going on smoothly for hours now. So why now?Why when she was on stage speaking?A rush of urgency pulled her attention back to Debbie Howard once more.She felt a bead of sweat trickle down her temples as she recalled the smirk plastered on Debbie's face. It was still lingering, still taunting. Was this part of her plot?What more was she plotting? As if to confirm her suspicion, the giant screen on the stage behind her suddenly lit up and started playing an ear-piercing sound.Kourtney wanted to cry at this point. It was as if the universe was conspiring against her triumph. Her big moment was being ruined by such disruptions.But that wasn't even the end of it.Gasps and loud murmurs from the crowd suggested that something much worse could be happening. People were pointing at the screen behind her.She turned back to face it with her heart in her throat.A vid
Kourtney smiled brightly.Goodness, it felt incredible to be acknowledged in such a way. She knew that the glamorous lights made her look radiant, but their astonishment ran deeper than appearance. She could tell that they couldnât fathom why the most powerful man in the room would break his stoic persona for her.And with each sound of approval from the crowd, Kourtneyâs confidence began to swell, her earlier apprehensions replaced with a fiery determination. She turned toward her in-laws seated in the front rows.Grandpa Woods was on his feet as he supported his frail legs with his walking stick. Kourtney blushed. The Old Man had a sparkle of pride in his eyes, as if saying âThat's my talented Granddaughter-in-law.âApart from him, Edwin, his sister, Clara, and a few other Woods family members were upstanding in honor of her.However, the majority of them, including Sheila, her mother, and her sister still had that disdainful and envious looks on their faces.Nevertheless, the ovati
As she made her way towards the podium, through the backstage, Kourtney was still nervous as hell. The howling and supportive chants from the crowd could do nothing to calm her raging nerves.She just had a bad feelingâŚas if something would go wrong and she just couldn't shake it off. She decided to keep her head high regardless, not wanting to flop.She would grace the stage in front of so many people, her husband, his family, her own family, her ex and his family, and then the entire worldâThere should be no room for flopping!A feeling of impending dread should not be her utmost thought at the moment. She just needed to focus on what she was going to say so as not to appear stupid.But then Kourtney saw her, and her heart dropped.A very familiar figure!There, lurking in the shadows of the backstage area, was Debbie Howard dressed informally in a black and white uniform as if she were among the lighting or technical staff.Kourtney felt a chill run down her spine, like icy fingers
Scarlet knew that getting a little revenge would at least make her feel so much better about herself tonight.While she stood, brainstorming ideas of what to do, the live performance ended.âGive it up for BTS!â the host announced as all seven members left the stage in high spirits.It was a spectacular ten-minute medley of their top hits across the span of their decade-long career. The crowd erupted into thunderous applause, still buzzing from the electrifying performance that had turned the evening into an unforgettable spectacle.The crowd of people that had gathered including Kourtney and Lilian, started going back to their various seats. Everyone was chatting so excitedly.âDid you see that choreography?â one woman exclaimed, her eyes shining with awe.âRight? I thought I was going to faint!â her friend replied, clutching her purse as if it were a lifebuoy.It was one hell of a show!The performance was finally over, and it was time to move on to another part of the program.âNow
His eyes drifted across the crowd, scanning for something familiar.Then he saw herâKourtney.It was effortless to spot her amid the crowd; her vibrant green dress had been so eye-catching all night.Of course, she was going to be there at the forefront enjoying this nonsense!In fact, it was like she was at the center of it all.Soon enough, he was capturing every move she made, unable to tear his eyes away as she danced with her friend. It was almost as if they had previously mastered the moves as they imitated the backup dancers on stage.Hilarious!But the more Kourtney glowed with undeniable joy, the more Sebastianâs irritation melted away, replaced by something warmer as he felt a strange tug in his chest.Just seeing his wife so happy lifted the weight off his shoulders, as if he were dancing along with her.And to his surprise, he found himself swaying slightly in rhythm to the music. Unconsciously, he began to nod his head, tapping his foot against the polished floor.Just wa
Lilian hated this.She didn't want Kourtney to wake up one day and realize you wasted years waiting for a man who only wanted you in the shadows.She wasnât just Kourtney anymore; she was Kourtney Woods, the wife of the most powerful man in Melbourne. And she needs to shine beside him.âLook, Kourt, I care about you, and it worries me. You have every right to be out there, sitting by his side and drawing the kind of respect that comes with being his wife. Youâre not just some side project; you deserve to shine, to be the most important person in his life.âKourtney bit her lip, filled with the combination of sorrow and a will to believe in Sebastian. âBut⌠But he introduced me to his family. Doesnât that mean anything?ââMaybe,â Lilian said, softening a bit. âBut you need to have a talk with him. Make him realize that hiding you isnât an option. Youâre not a secret; Girl, youâre his wife! And I swear to God, if you let this man keep treating you like some *hidden secret*, I will perso
When Kourtney received the text right after stepping out of the ladies' bathroom, she frowned.She had just had the most insane confrontation with his ex-girlfriend, who threatened to throw her out of her âownâ event. The situation had left her rattled, and right now, she wasnât in a good mood.Once again, she ignored the manâs message and tucked her phone into her purse.âTypical Sebastian,â she muttered under her breath, feeling that simmering frustration become something deeper.Why couldnât he understand that this wasnât just a simple event for her?She was nervous as hell, wishing everything would go smoothly.Her whole career was at stake here!Nothing must go wrong, and she was supposed to make sure of it.However, the fact that she was living a double life right here made things so difficult.First, she was bullied by Sheila and her friends, now, she had run into Scarlet. Her emotions were all over the place now, and she could barely focus.Just as she grappled with her feelin
âI should just rip this off of you! You donât deserve it! Who the hell do you think you are?â Scarlet spat, her demeanor feral, like a wild animal cornered and desperate.âJust a woman who refuses to blend into the background while you prance around like you're the queen of the world.âShocked gasps echoed through the room. The vibe in the restroom had shifted in Kourtneyâs favor.A handful of other women had already gathered around the two like bees. Some had their phones secretly pulled out and recorded the altercation as it unfolded.A supposed world-famous model and idol was behaving wildly and harassing a lady over a dressâit was surely going to make good headlines for the press.Scarlet barely even noticed they were being taped, too consumed by the red haze of jealousy and rage that clouded her judgment. âLook at you, acting like you own this place!â she shouted, her face flushed with indignation.Kourtney, standing her ground, firmly replied, âI am owning it!âScarlet noticed t
Scarlet Thompson glided towards the lavish ladies' restroom with a heavy heart.She felt dejected, each step heavier than the last.She was more than just a blonde bombshell; she was the queen of this realm. But at this moment, she felt stripped of her crown.Despite being known for turning heads wherever she went, tonight, she felt utterly invisibleHer heart sank as she recalled how, for the whole evening, Sebastian hadnât even bothered to look her way.The man didnât pay attention to anyone but himselfâŚ.He sat at his solo table, effortlessly charming, with the air of a king who couldnât be bothered to glance at her for a second while she remained an invisible shadow just a few meters away at her familyâs table.Absolutely devastating!The sting in her chest twisted harder each time she glanced his way.It pained her so much that the man didnât seem to give a fuck about her. It hurt her ego so much.How could he not even acknowledge her?âJust breathe,â she murmured, leaning her we