"No, you’re ruining my makeup, Kai," Tiffany said softly. Her feet barely touched the floor as Kai effortlessly lifted her with his strong arms, his warm embrace wrapping around her. He strode into the living room, his trousers loose at his waist, swaying with each step. "Do you really have to go?" he asked. "You can spend the entire day with me. I miss you already." Tiffany rolled her eyes, trying to suppress a smile. "Don’t be greedy," she replied teasingly, her lips curling into a smirk. "You had me all to yourself this morning and last night." "I'm greedy, Love, I'm surprised you don't know that." Tiffany laughed. "What do I do staying all day with you?" "Cuddle, maybe eat some dessert, and fuck?" Tiffany beamed, her smile bloomed into a laugh until her eyes landed on Gemma. "Oh, Gemma," she called out, her voice playful yet desperate as she tried to break free from his strong grip. "Let me go." She whispered. Slowly, he lowered her feet to the floor, yet kept her tightl
"Kai?" Tiffany called, almost melting as they parked on an empty tarmac. There was a sleek private jet parked on the empty tarmac. Their gaze met, and he smiled. Peter opened the door, and he got out. Walking over to her side. He opened the door, taking her hand. "Why are we flying?" She asked. "I thought it was just dessert?" "It's the weekend. Who says we can't fly to have dessert?" He asked with the smuggest smile curling on his lips. Tiffany held onto Kai’s hands as they walked up the stairs to the jet. As they climbed, she laughed softly and shook her head at his extravagant gesture. Kai took her hand and led her into the jet. As they entered, they felt the cool, luxurious interior with leather seats, polished wood details, and a faint scent of expensive cologne. The pilot, wearing a neat uniform, was waiting near the cockpit for Kai. He gave a polite nod to acknowledge them. "Mr. Winson, welcome on board." the pilot greeted. "Everything ready?" Kai asked, his voice smo
A white Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up outside Tiffany’s apartment building. She glanced at Kai, who sat beside her, his hand resting casually on her thigh. "It's a shame we have to come back. I wish I could escape like that forever," she murmured. "You know you can," Kai assured her, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. "You just have to say the word." Tiffany smirked. "I’ve got it, big boy." Audrey opened the car door, and Tiffany stepped out, inhaling Seattle air. "Come on," Kai murmured, wrapping an arm around her waist and guiding her inside. A few minutes later, they arrived at their floor. Tiffany clung to Kai, giggling as she brushed her lips against his. They stepped out of the elevator, Tiffany’s laughter echoing the space. "You should've seen your face when that lady approached you," Tiffany teased, laughing even harder. "You looked like you were about to tear her apart." "Why would I buy a shell for a hundred dollars?" Kai scoffed. "I might be a billionaire, baby, but
As soon as Kai stepped into his apartment, he pulled out his phone and dialled Peter. "Do you have any news about the Chase family?" "Ah, yes," Peter replied. "I dropped the file on your desk at the office earlier. Do you need me to bring it to you?" "Yes, immediately," Kai said. Within an hour, Peter arrived, a thick folder tucked under his arm. He handed it over without a word, watching as Kai flipped through the documents with intense focus. Tiffany’s father, Johnson Chase, had no official address listed. Just a series of P.O. boxes. His financial records were scattered with so many debts. He barely had anything to his name. The records for Tiffany and her mother. Ashley and Margaret Chase had stopped seven years ago. However, there was something tragic. Her mother had reported fifteen domestic abuse, but every single one dropped by her or Tiffany. Years after that, Ashley had a death record of poison, and her mother took her own life. If they had such records, how did he kno
Kai rested his head on his fingers, his head lowered as Peter gave the report on Tiffany’s day. However, he hadn't stopped mentioning Levi Jones which was starting to annoy him. "I asked you to watch Tiffany, not tell me who she's doing business with. Isn't there something better than this?" If there was anything he wanted to know. It wasn't the brother of his ex-fiancee hitting on his ex-wife he was still in love with, all in the name of business. "I think Miss Halton is planning on leaving the country," Peter said; Kai looked up at him, his eyes heavy with sleep, but somehow managed to wear an angry look. "What?" Meanwhile, Tiffany sat at the café, staring at the cup of coffee while she waited. Her gaze constantly stared out the window until a lady walked in. "Oh, I'm sorry... Tiffany Halton, right?" She asked, sitting opposite her as she dropped her bags on the available chair. "Mrs Carol?" Tiffany asked, and she nodded. She smiled at her, Carol was a real estate manage
Kai sat in the dark, watching Tiffany sleep. The dim light of the lamp beside her shimmered on her face. His chest ached as he took in her peaceful face, knowing there was little he could do to ease the troubles swirling in inside her even though he wanted to. He reached for his phone on the nightstand, his fingers hesitating before gripping it tightly. After pulling the blanket over Tiffany, he quietly left the bedroom, heading to his office. Sitting at his desk, he stared at the glowing screen of his phone. A familiar number blinked back at him, waiting. He could call. He could fix this for her. But should he? Should he let her fight her own battle? It was best not to provoke her any longer. A deep sigh left his lips as he leaned back. Just as he was about to put the phone down, it rang. Without checking the caller ID, Kai immediately answered. "Mr Winson, it's urgent," Peter's voice crackled through. "I just got word from London. There’s a shareholder meeting tomorrow at K.W.
Tiffany let out a deep sigh, her stomach twisting painfully as warmth crawled up her spine. She leaned back against the couch in her office, pressing a hand against her forehead. The slight throb in her temples made it hard to think. Elle had disappeared into the storage room, leaving Tiffany alone with her racing thoughts. "Miss Halton, the car is ready," Danielle announced from the doorway. But as soon as she saw Tiffany's pale face and heavy breathing, concern filled her eyes. "Are you alright?" Tiffany tried to breath slowly, nodding. "My bag," she said weakly. Elle turned, grabbing it from the table, and quickly handed it over. She dug inside, pulling out a small pill bottle. Without hesitation, she shook out a few tablets, tossed them into her mouth, and swallowed them with a gulp of water. Danielle frowned. "Should you really be taking those on an empty stomach?" "I'll be fine, Elle, " Tiffany murmured, brushing it off. "Can you grab my coffee?" Elle hesitated before hand
He looked exactly how he looked years back, but her mother had aged badly. How was he still looking young? Her phone rang again, and she could see the caller. It was Kai. "Ashley!" He pulled her closer. "Look at me, sweetheart." Her gaze shifted to his, tears springing down her cheek. She shook her head as he leaned closer. "Mrs Winson? Tiffany. Shit!" Benson yelled, running towards her. As soon as Jonnson heard this, he got up, immediately running away. Tiffany folded herself tightly. His goddamn voice. His grip, they were still strong against her skin. It burned. Benson ran after him, but her eyes were glued to the fish he had left on the floor. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she stared at the frozen fish lying on the tiles. The memory clawed its way up from the depths of her mind. Her mother’s trembling hands, the poisoned fish on the plate, the bitter scent. The rain that night. It was a memory she had buried. A memory she could have stopped that night, but she watch
As Kai drove out of the parking lot, the heavy rain drummed against the car’s windows, the rhythmic sound was soft. Tiffany's breath mingled with the low hum of the car, the quiet space filled with the sound of the rain tapping against the glass. Despite the storm, there was a sense of desire. Kai parked the car in a secluded spot. He quickly got rid of his tie, his eyes locked on Tiffany as she reached for him, pulling him close. Her lips crashed against his deep, urgent, and hungry. The kiss was fiery, like they were starved for each other. Tiffany’s hands slid over his chest, moving lower and Kai groaned softly, his hands catching hers.A low, breathy laugh escaped his throat. "Relax, love. I'm all yours." His voice was a husky whisper, and their gazes met for a heartbeat raw and intense. "Take off your panties right now and give them to me."Tiffany didn't hesitate. She slipped them off and handed them to him, her fingers brushing his as she
Tiffany stood in front of the mirror, smoothing out the fabric of her flowing red dress. The soft material clung to her in all the right places, the strapless cut baring her shoulders and the delicate curve of her collarbone. Tiffany ran her fingers over the material, smoothing out nonexistent wrinkles as she took a deep breath. As she fixed her earrings, Kai walked in looking dashing as ever. He was leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, eyes dark as they roamed over her. His lips twitched at the corners, softness flickering behind his gaze. "You look breathtaking," he murmured, pushing off the frame and stalking toward her.Tiffany felt a warmth spread across her chest, her pulse quickening, but she masked it with a soft laugh. "You too, darling." She whispered as he reached her, his hands skimming her waist before settling on her hips. His touch was firm and entirely distracting.Kai tilted his head, his lips grazing her jaw before pressing soft kisses down her neck. A shive
The morning light spilled through the curtains. The cool breeze whispered through the open balcony doors. Tiffany stirred, her body aching slightly and her muscles tender from last night. She let out a soft hum, stretching lazily beneath the silky sheets.Kai ’s arm was draped over her waist, his grip loose, his face nuzzled against her neck. Tiffany turned slightly, watching the slow rise and fall of his chest, the way his lashes laid against his eyes, and his hair covering his forehead, giving him a boyish look. His lips slightly parted in sleep. A smirk tugged at her lips as she recalled how desperate he had been and his pleas last night. Carefully, she slipped out from under his arm, suppressing a wince the moment she sat on the bed. As she got up, her legs wobbled beneath her. She padded towards the en-suite bathroom, her body glowing with a satisfied exhaustion. She took a glance in the mirror, staring at her flushed cheeks, tousled hair and her lips still swollen from Kai’s
The Hawaiian breeze drifted through the open balcony doors, carrying the scent of salt and hibiscus into the dimly lit bedroom. The soft rustling of palm trees outside was nothing compared to the sound of Kai’s ragged breaths as he lay sprawled on the bed, his wrists bound to the headboard with silk scarves. Tiffany straddled him, a wicked smirk curving her lips as she dragged her nails down his chest, revelling in the way his muscles tensed beneath her touch."You look so good like this," she murmured, her fingers tracing the taut lines of his abdomen, deliberately avoiding the one place he wanted her most. Tiffany leaned down, teasing him with her breath before finally capturing his lips in a deep and searing kiss. Kai groaned into her mouth, trying to chase her when she pulled back, but the silk restraints kept him in place.Tiffany trailed her hands down his chest, her fingertips barely grazing his skin, making him shudder beneath
His deep voice cut through, interrupting the nonsense she was about to start spilling after checking him out. "It's fine."Before she could ask for the payment. Kai handed her his card.Minutes later, Tiffany walked back to their space. Kai lounged on the sunbed, his head tilted back, eyes closed as the warmth of the Hawaiian sun kissed his tanned skin.Tiffany's gaze trailed over him as she approached, her lips parting slightly at the sight of his toned chest rising and falling with each steady breath. The white shorts hung low on his waist and his open crochet shirt doing little to hide the sculpted lines of his torso. He looked effortlessly stunning, and from the way a few women nearby stole lingering glances at him, she wasn’t the only one who thought so.A flicker of possessiveness stirred in her chest. Without a second thought, she climbed onto his lap, her thighs settling on either side of him. The sudden warmth of her body against his stirred him from his relaxed state, and h
The next morning, Tiffany barely had any time to sleep. They were heading somewhere, but Kai hadn’t told her where.Peter was driving while Kai sat in the back with her. Tiffany rested against his body as he made adjustments to some files Peter had handed him before they got into the car."Sir, we've arrived," Peter announced.Kai looked at Tiffany. She was asleep. He leaned closer, his voice soft. "Wake up, baby, we’re here."Tiffany let out a low growl, stretching. "I'm tired," she mumbled, sitting up.Kai smiled, taking her hands. "Don't worry, you'll get plenty of sleep if I decide to be nice," he whispered, opening the car door.As Kai helped her out, Tiffany gasped at the sight of the jet. She should have been used to this by now, but she wasn’t. It always felt new to her."What? We’re travelling?" Tiffany said loudly, the sleep in her eyes vanishing instantly.Tiffany’s eyes widened as she took in the jet, the bold lettering of Kai’s name gleaming against the pristine white bod
Tiffany’s stomach tightened with a little excitement as she stared at them both. Where was James?She nudged Kai subtly, nodding in Noami’s direction. He followed her gaze, "I'll be back. I want to greet someone.""I'll be back. I want to greet someone," he said.Kai held her close, pressing a kiss against her cheek before watching her slip out of his arms and head toward Daniel and Noami.As Tiffany walked away, her phone buzzed. Kai took it out, raising a hand to silence whatever Levi had to say. His gaze locked onto the screen.A text message from her father.Kai glanced at Tiffany. In just a few minutes, she had joined Noami, laughing with Daniel. Without hesitation, he pulled out his phone, took a picture of the message, and then deleted it from hers. He blocked the number, his jaw tightening. One last look at Tiffany, and then he disappeared into the crowd, dialling the number on his own phone instead.Meanwhile, as Tiffany approached, Noami had already spotted her and signalled
Kai stood frozen, staring at Tiffany as if she had just dropped a bombshell. "What?" His voice was sharp with disbelief.Tiffany, kneeling in the garden, gently patted the soil around her freshly replanted flowers. She glanced back at him with a teasing smile. "Why are you so surprised?""You mean the dealer was Levi? The Levi I know?" His brows furrowed, his jaw tightening."I'm not sure if you know another Levi, but yes. I signed the deal with him." She dusted off her gloves, her tone calm and composed. "He made me a great offer and even wants me to open a branch in London. T&N Styles is doing really well, Kai. Oh, and we got invited to his fashion show next week."Kai didn’t respond right away. His scowl deepened, making Tiffany giggle. "Aren’t you the one always digging into people’s business? What happened, big boy? Lost your touch?""Tiffany," Kai said, his voice low, serious.Tiffany's heart skipped a beat. He rarely used her full name. Her playful smirk faded. "Why are you loo
Tiffany stepped into the sleek, glass-walled lobby of Kai’s office building, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor. Behind her was Audrey who held onto her small bag. The receptionist blinked at her in surprise, her gaze darting between Audrey and Tiffany. "Uh, ma’am—" Tiffany raised a hand, waving off in tiny. "I’m here to see Kai."The woman hesitated. "Kai?" She whispered, trying to process the name, and gasped when it came to her. "Mr Winson is currently in a meeting—"Tiffany smirked, already swaying toward the private elevator. "Thank you."With a few quick steps, she slipped inside before the receptionist could say anything else. Tiffany pressed the button on his floor.As the elevator doors shut, she leaned against the mirrored walls, fixing her hair and adjusting her dress. A fixed smile played on her lips like it wasn't meant to leave. The elevator doors slid open, and she stepped onto the executive floor, where Kai’s assistant, Peter, immediately shot to h