The bathroom was shrouded in a soft mist, the steam curling upward and clinging to the mirror. Kai remained motionless under the cascading water, the hot stream drenching his hair and rolling down his tense shoulders. He tilted his head back, letting the heat seep into his skin, but it did little to ease the ache coiled in his chest.His hands braced against the cold tiles as the water pounded relentlessly against him. Silence wrapped around the bathroom just the sound of the shower and his steady breaths. He closed his eyes, and she was there. Tiffany. She had been the only one on his mind, occupying his loneliness. He could almost feel her presence. Her laughter and, most especially, her soft moans echoed faintly in the corners of his mind.Kai swallowed hard, his throat tight as his hands curled into fists against the wall. It had only been a week since she left, but the emptiness felt eternal. Now, it was just him. Alone.His chest tightened as his mind wandered to her touch—the
"Tell me everything is perfect!" Tiffany said, her voice sharp but fragile as she glanced around the boutique. Her eyes flitted over every detail—the pristine white walls, the golden racks adorned with designer clothing, and the faint scent of vanilla lingering in the air. "You worry too much." Noami leaned against the counter, her tone light but laced with reassurance. "I'm sure everything went off without a hitch today. The sales target was over a hundred million dollars. I'd say that's a roaring success!" She smirked, adding playfully, "I guess being a trophy wife does have its perks."A slight smile tugged at Tiffany’s lips. Noami softened her tone, exhaling a small sigh of relief. "But, uh... why a boutique, though? I mean, after everything that happened with Kai—" Noami froze mid-sentence, her hand flying to cover her mouth.Tiffany’s expression shifted instantly, her face turning stony. Her dark eyes closed off like shutters. The uncomfortable silence stretched between them.
"Is it okay for me to be attending clubs yet? It isn't up to a month since the divorce." Noami looked at Tiffany’s direction. "What could possibly go wrong?" She said with a smile. The car door opened, and Tiffany got out. She wore a black halter top with a triangular handkerchief design. The front is sleek and fits closely, forming a sharp, inverted triangle that ends at her waist. The back is open and secured with thin crisscrossing straps, showing off her shoulders and back. She paired this unique top with loose-fitting black pants that are slightly oversized. The pants sit low on her waist, giving her a casual look.Tiffany let her long, straight black hair flow past her shoulders. She wears red lipstick, black thin heels and a small white handbag. Naomi on the other, stepped out wearing a soft pink, off-the-shoulder dress with delicate ruffle details along the neckline, fitting her curves with the hemline stopping above the knees. She accessorizes with a simple yet sparkling n
The following morning. As the first light of dawn crept into the room, Kai stood mesmerized by the sight before him. He placed it gently on the table beside the bed a glass of apple juice. His gaze lingered on Tiffany, peacefully curled up in his bed. Her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, each breath soft and quiet. The sunlight slipped through the curtains, giving a warm glow around her. The delicate curve of her lips, the faint flutter of her eyelashes, and the blush that lingered on her cheeks. From the very first day he saw her asleep. It's a sight he loved to see. But suddenly, her expression changed. Her brow furrowed, and her eyes twitched beneath her closed lids. A flicker of fear flashed her face, then deepened. Whimpers, low and distressed, escaped her lips and underneath the soft blankets, her body moved restlessly. She looked like she was having a nightmare. Kai’s brows furrowed, and he rushed to her side, his wide eyes darting between hers, trying to figure out w
Kai’s car stopped in front of Sun’s Nursing Home. Tiffany didn’t even wait for the car to settle completely. Her hand flew to the door handle, and before Kai could say a word, she flung the car door open, trembling as she walked, her heart pounding in her chest. She raced toward the building. The glass doors slid open. Her breath hitched as she entered, her eyes scanning the white walls of Sun Nursing Home. At the reception desk, Naomi stood, her shoulders tense as she spoke in hushed tones with Dr. Darcy, the woman in charge of Sun Nursing Home. Darcy’s face was calm, but she looked worried. "Where’s my mother?" Tiffany’s voice broke as the words tumbled out. She stood there, chest heaving, her hands gripping the edge of the counter. "I left you in charge of my mother this is what you do? How could you be careless?" Dr. Darcy turned to her, her lips pressed into a thin line. "I’m so sorry, Mrs. Winson," she said carefully in a low and apologetic tone but it wasn't enough to soothe
As the elevator to the apartment dinged open. Tiffany hurriedly put in the passcode and entered their apartment. "Mom?" She screamed, dropping her coat and bags as she rushed into the living room. Relief struck her heart as she found her mother sitting peacefully on the couch, smiling at the television. Tiffany rushed to her, hugging her tightly, tears pouring from her eyes. "I thought I lost you, Mom! Thank God you're okay! Thank God you're okay!" She cried in her mother's arms.But Victoria was too focused on the television, not minding Tiffany, who cried nonstop. "Let me see. Did he hurt you? Mom, do you feel any pain?" She asked, but Victoria said nothing. Tiffany looked to the other side. Noami looked worried, her eyes flicking to the bouquet of flowers sitting on the dining table. "I'll be back soon, okay?" She said softly, getting up and walking towards Noami. "It's him. He dropped her off. He knows you live here," Noami said, handing her a small note. "My lovely Ashley,
"She would be fine. I promise I'd have my men watching her every minute. It's my private hospital. You don't need to worry," Kai said as he and Tiffany watched Victoria get into Kai’s jet."Thank you. Let me handle her payment. You don't have to do that for me," Tiffany said, and Kai nodded, he looked at Peter beside him. Peter walked straight to Tiffany handing her a file. Tiffany glanced at Kai, but his gaze was fixed on Victoria getting into the plane. As she opened the file, her eyes lowered towards the amount. Tiffany’s eyes popped open almost falling from her sockets, maybe hoping to see the amount written clearly."Ten thousand euros a week?" Her jaw almost dropped, seeing the entrance fee, eight hundred thousand euros, the annual fee of one million, nine hundred thousand and twenty euros. Tiffany looked at the jet and gulped unexpectedly. Her mind wondered how much it was to fly a private jet; business class already cost thousands. Kai had already paid in full for a year. "
The Next Day Tiffany arrived at work the next morning, trying to shake off the tension from the yesterday. The tension between Kai and Daniel had lingered in her mind. As she stepped into the boutique, her heels clicked against the floor. Her gaze caught Noami at the counter. Noami glanced up, her expression immediately souring. Tiffany ignored her cunning smile and walked into her office. She sank into the chair, sighing heavily. "Good morning," Noami said, sneakily closing the door behind her. "You didn't come home last night. I wonder why," Tiffany said, her voice weak. She sighed heavily again, staring at the blank ceiling. Noami straightened, crossing her arms as she turned to face Tiffany. "Yeah. I crashed out at Daisy's apartment after a few drinks." Tiffany blinked and nodded. "You seemed to have fun after giving out my number and our address to Daniel! I told you I wasn't interested!" Noami scoffed, her li
The soft and rich notes of the piano floated through the garden. Tiffany stood by a pillar, secretly watching. Her fingers fiddling together as she watched Mr. Nolan play. He seemed completely absorbed in the music.The sound of footsteps behind her was so light she didn't hear it until the warm, bare arms slipped around her waist. She felt the soft brush of Kai’s skin against her own. Tiffany glanced back, a laugh bubbled out of her chest.There he was, lounging in white pleated pants and a matching and the shirt unbuttoned exposing his chest. "You’re going to get me in trouble," she whispered, smiling as she leaned into him.Kai chuckled low against her ear, his voice sounding lazy. "He’s good, huh? My old man’s still got it."Tiffany tilted her head to look up at him, her lashes fluttering. "Can you play like that too?"Her words barely left her mouth before Kai’s lips found the curve of her neck, pressing soft, lingering kisses against her skin. She shivered at the heat of his mo
In Kai’s mansion soft against the ivory sheets tangled around Tiffany’s bare legs.A sleepy hum vibrated from her lips as she stretched. She felt the bed was cold beside her.Tiffany’s brows furrowed, and she rolled over, reaching out blindly for Kai, but he wasn't in bed. Tiffany sat up slowly, and the heavy comforter pooled around her waist. She was barely wearing anything except the black lace panties clinging to her body. The flashes of last night were vivid in her memories even though she had passed out drunk. The thoughts made her cheeks flush even as a sleepy smile tugged at her lips.She grabbed the first thing she could find. One of Kai’s shirts crumpled at the end of the bed, throwing it on, the hem barely covering her down to her thighs.Tiffany padded out of the bedroom on her bare feet silently as she headed toward the living room."Kai?" She called at the sound of clinking and the faint hum of music that drifted from downstairs. As she arrived at the bottom step. Tiffa
The room burst into laughter and cheers, the women shouting their approval as Tiffany stepped back, her hips swaying to the music. Kai’s dark eyes burned into hers, his jaw tight, his entire body coiled like a predator waiting to strike.Tiffany smiled coyly, her fingertips trailing lightly down his chest, leaving a deliberate, slow-burning path that made him stiffen beneath her touch. Her nails grazed over his shirt, just enough to tease. The pressure made his breathing hitch, his chest rising beneath her hand like a silent plea.Then she shifted, sliding deeper into his lap. She pressed firmly against him, her body aligning with his in a way that sent a ripple of heat between them. And she felt it, his response, hard and growing against his pants. Tiffany’s lips quirked into a mischievous smile, her gaze flickering downward as a soft chuckle escaped her. It was too easy.A sudden heat flushed through her belly, radiating outward, making her thighs instinctively tighten against hi
The bar hummed with low music with a bassline that vibrated through the room, mixing with the rough laughter of the men packed into the private lounge. The faint haze of cigar smoke curled through the air, cutting the dim light. Kai sat back in his chair, his posture relaxed, beer bottle loosely held in one hand while his other hovered near his phone. His gaze lingered on the screen, the text message he sent to Tiffany still unanswered. Jane had mentioned she was busy preparing for Allison’s bridal shower, but it didn’t ease the restless edge creeping into his chest. With a sharp exhale, he pushed the phone aside, letting it slide across the polished table. His eyes shifted to Henry, who was pouring back another shot like it was water with his boyish grin wide.“You’re next, Kai,” Henry teased.Kai smirked faintly, leaning back further into his chair. "Next?"The guys around the table chuckled with curiosity. Henry leaned in closer, his eyebrows wiggling in a way that suggested he k
"Mom," Tiffany called softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she shrugged off her jacket. The fabric slid from her shoulders and crumpled to the floor. She nestled into Victoria’s frail arms, seeking the warmth and comfort she'd known since she was a child.The room seemed to hold its breath. The silence between them was thick, stretching long enough to be felt. Neither of them spoke. They simply stared ahead, their eyes fixed on nothing, lost in the quiet.Tiffany shifted slightly, the sheets beneath her rustling softly. With trembling fingers, she slid the diamond ring off her hand and held it up to the dim light."I got a ring, Mom..." Her voice cracked, barely audible, a waver betraying the depth of her emotions. "The kind you always told me to wait for. A diamond ring."Victoria's eyes, slowly moved to the glittering gem. Her hand reached out as if touching a relic too precious to hold. Her fingers brushed the surface of the ring with a reverence Tiffany hadn’t seen in years
Three days later, their private jet touched down smoothly onto the misty tarmac of London Heathrow.The air was cool, heavy with the scent of rain, the city skyline just a blurred suggestion beyond the runway lights. Tiffany stood at the top of the jet’s stairs, the wind tugging gently at her hair, her heart beating faster than she wanted to admit.Waiting for them at the bottom of the stairs was a Rolls-Royce Boat Tail, sleek and commanding even under the heavy grey sky deep navy paint glistening, silver accents flashing like sharp teeth.Kai came up behind her, sliding an arm around her waist, his hand resting possessively over her hip. He pressed a kiss just behind her ear, a soft, grounding gesture."You’re driving," he murmured against her skin, voice low and edged with amusement.Tiffany turned her head slightly, looking at him with wide eyes. "Me?"Kai smirked, pulling the keys from his pocket and dropping them into her palm without hesitation."You can lead the way," he said,
Kai's hand slid down between them, wrapping around the base of his cock, lining himself up with her entrance. He dragged the thick head through her soaked folds a few times, savouring the way she shuddered above him.Then, with a deep, rough grunt, he pushed the tip inside her.Tiffany cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he stretched her open, inch by inch. Kai gritted his teeth, the heat of her almost making him lose his mind.He grabbed her hips with both hands, steadying her, guiding her down slowly onto him deeper, deeper, until he was fully seated inside her, their bodies locked tight.They both froze for a moment, panting, trembling, overwhelmed. Kai looked up at her, his hands stroking her sides reverently. "You're my everything," he whispered, voice wrecked.Tiffany leaned down, "I love you." She whispered, kissing him hard, and then she started to move slowly, rocking her hips in a deep, grinding rhythm that had both of them groaning into each other’s mouths.
Kai felt her legs trembling so violently, her entire body shuddering in aftershocks, that he accidentally slipped out of her. A soft, broken sound escaped Tiffany’s lips at the sudden loss of him.Without thinking, he gathered her into his large arms, holding her tightly against his chest, murmuring low, soothing words into her hair, trying to calm her."It’s okay, Love," he whispered, pressing kisses against her temple. "I’ve got you." Her body trembled in his hold, twitching with little spasms she couldn’t control, and he just rocked her gently, anchoring her to him, waiting for her breathing to slow.As time blurred. An hour later, Kai walked out of the bathroom with her cradled against him while he was wrapped in a thick towel. Tiffany was boneless in his arms in a black lace pant, pliant and half-asleep, clinging to him without even realizing it.He placed her carefully on the bed, settling her into the soft nest of pillows and blankets. Tiffany immediately curled up, pulling th
Tiffany collapsed forward with a ragged moan, her forehead hitting the headboard, her body shaking uncontrollably as he kept worshipping her with his mouth and dragging her through wave after wave until she was wrecked, whimpering, barely able to breathe.Tiffany was still gasping, shivering, when Kai finally loosened his grip on her thighs. His mouth glistened with her slick as he pulled back just enough to breathe, dragging his hands possessively up her sides.Before she could move, he growled low, gripping her hips and flipping her onto her back on the bed in one smooth motion.The mattress bounced under her, her hair fanning wild across the sheets.Kai stood at the edge of the bed, staring down at her, shirt still hanging loose around his frame, sleeves pushed up. His cock was hard, thick, glistening, and he wrapped a hand around the base, slowly stroking himself as he drank in the sight of her crimson cheeks. His parted lips and legs splayed open for him."Ah... My love," he mutt