Three days later, Tiffany walked beside him with
Tiffany settled into a window seat, watching as Seattle’s city lights faded beneath them, replaced by the endless darkness of the ocean. Kai sat beside her, silent. One hand resting on the armrest between them, fingers grazing hers while the other worked on his tablet.Tiffany remained silent, not wanting to bother him ever since she learnt about the outbreak and his father's company.Hours passed with only stolen glances and heavy silences. At one point, Kai stood, shrugging off his jacket and rolling up his sleeves before pouring a glass of whiskey. However, he wasn't drinking with her, but with Peter, as they were both focused on work.Moments later, exhaustion crept in, and she leaned back against the seat, eyes fluttering shut. Kai pulled a blanket over her, his fingers brushing against her cheek before he settled back in his seat.By the time she woke, they had already arrived in LTiffany stood in front of the mirror, slipping into yet another gown as Kasey, Kai’s personal stylist, circled her with a critical eye. The suite’s soft lighting reflected on the rich fabrics draped across the couch, luxurious silks, delicate lace, and shimmering dresses, all selected for tonight’s party at the mansion."I still think the first one was the best," Kasey murmured, tapping a finger against her chin. "Your curves, they are perfect." Tiffany sighed, adjusting the strap of the gown she was currently wearing. "I don’t know. It felt too… much."Kasey rolled her eyes playfully. "Honey, this party is filled with people who breathe wealth and power. Too much doesn’t exist in their world."Tiffany glanced at the selection again before her eyes landed on the satin masterpiece. Her mind wandered to Kai talking about how he wanted everyone to know she was. Was it really much? She exhaled. "This one," she said, reaching for it.Just as
Allison led her through the lavishly decorated ballroom. The opulent gold and cream decor, the towering floral arrangements, and the jazz band playing a soft, elegant melody in the background."You must be overwhelmed," Allison said, guiding her toward a quieter corner near the bar.Tiffany let out a small laugh. "That obvious?""Just a little." Allison grinned almost rolling her eyes. "But you’re handling it well. Trust me, I know how suffocating these events can be."Tiffany tilted her head. "You? You seem like you belong here."Allison scoffed, waving a hand. "Oh, please. My family has money, but old money? That’s a different breed. These people have been rich for generations. They breathe influence. You don’t just walk in. You have to be born into it, well... like Kai."Tiffany nodded slowly, glancing around at the carefully curated guests. The way they spoke, moved, and even laughed. It all seemed so effortless. Her eyes cau
Tiffany’s breath rose, her body shuddering her as her thighs instinctively parted. She swallowed hard, unable to meet his gaze, but she could feel his piercing blue eyes watching her, soaking in every reaction.Kai chuckled, pleased. "My love?" he whispered, his voice drenched in satisfaction.Before she could respond, another voice cut through the moment."Kai." Amelia called. Kai tensed and Tiffany gasped, forcing herself to focus. Her brows lifted, as hrr anger bubbled. She had seen him come this way, but she didn't think he would be with Tiffany.Kai’s hands slipped away, his warmth vanishing. He turned, his expression as cold as his voice. "Is something wrong?"Amelia’s gaze flickered between them, lingering on Tiffany. The way she averted her eyes, her lips parted and still breathless. "Your speech," she reminded him, just with that, she could tell they were intimate and this made her even more angry.Minutes later, Tiffany
Two weeks later. Tiffany arrived at a small house as she stepped out of the car, walking towards the gate decorated with flowers. The gate was a large, wooden double-door gate with a rich, dark brown finish, framed by white concrete pillars. The wood panels are arranged vertically.She walked towards the smaller pedestrian gate that was integrated on the right side. Above the gate, vibrant pink bougainvillaea cascades down against the dark wood and white pillars, and there are fallen pink petals scattered on the concrete driveway.It suddenly opened, and Noami rushed out, throwing herself into her arms. "I've missed you!" She said, hugging her even tighter. Tiffany did the same, holding onto her.But behind Noami, she spotted someone sitting in a wheelchair by the entrance. It was her mother. "I said we were going to get her together. Why did you go alone?" Her hands slowly slipped from Noami’s as she headed towards her mother. "Victoria?" She cooed, but she only stared at her wit
Noami exhaled as she sat down beside her. She looked around, taking it all in."I'm sure she loves it." "It’s so dreamy," Tiffany said, her voice filled with wonder. "I can’t believe it came true.Later in the evening. The doorbell rang, and Tiffany was still preparing dishes. "Noami!" She called, "The door!" It was just spaghetti, why was it so difficult to cook? She grabbed the pot and yelped as it burnt her hand. Tiffany dropped it down, her eyes scanning the kitchen for the rag. Until she heard Kai's voice. "Tiffany! Kai's here!" Noami announced, and there were other familiar voices around accompanied by soft laughter. "I told her I wasn't going to do the cooking. Tiffany doesn't know how to cook." Everywhere went quiet for a second, and then, there he was leaning by the door. "Looks like someone needs my help?" Kai asked, his voice came out soft and low. Tiffany looked up at him, giggling. "No, I've got this. You're my guest, and I should be... ouch!" She gasped, stepping a
The next morning, Kai's lips brushed softly against Tiffany’s skin, his touch slow and unhurried, as if savouring every inch of her. His body pressed against hers, warm and firm, his arms locked around her as if he had no intention of ever letting go.Even in his sleep, he had kept her close, his fingers grazing her waist, his breath steady against her neck.Tiffany sighed, stretching beneath him, enjoying the weight of his body. "I have somewhere to be, baby," she murmured, shifting in his grasp.Kai groaned, his arms tightening around her waist, pulling her flush against him. "Stay," he muttered against her shoulder, his voice rough with sleep.She laughed softly, wiggling out of his grip despite his resistance. As she stood, she could feel his eyes on her, burning with longing, his frustration barely concealed behind the heat in his gaze.Kai exhaled heavily, propping himself up on one elbow as he watched her cross the room toward the dresser. His voice was laced with disappointmen
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
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 out of the car. The wind caught the hem of her top as they approached the sleek helicopter on the private helipad. She paused, her eyes narrowing behind her sunglasses, taking in the black gloss finish of the chopper, the sunlight gleaming off the rotor blades.Kai stepped up behind her, adjusting his cuffs like he had all the time in the world. "Mr Winson, ah... it's nice to see you in Italy." Tiffany’s mind trailed, taking the whole surrounding as they spoke. She was excited, anticipating the ride. "Come on," Kai took her hands, drawing her attention back to him. He directed her to the already open, corpter. He helped her in. Tiffany smirked, climbing in, watching as she buckled in. After he was done, he walked to his side, sliding into the pilot’s seat. "Are you going to ride it?" Kai looked at her. "Well, you better hold on."He slipped the headset on, ran a hand over the controls, and the blades started to spin.She glanced at him. A small vein was visible
The next morning, sunlight spilt through the windows, casting soft golden lines across the sheets. Tiffany’s eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she saw was her ring, glinting in the morning light. She groaned, burying her face deeper into the pillow. Her cheeks flushed instantly as every detail from the night before rushed back.The way his hand had come up. So gentle and firm curving around her neck, while the other played around her body. The way his mouth brushed her ear, whispering that peaceful yet devastating confession. "You’re so perfect… I’m so fucking in love with you…"And then, how he took her hand, his fingers grazing over the ring before he leaned down and kissed it. "You’re mine."Tiffany brought the ring to her lips, pressing a soft kiss against the diamond, staring at it as if it held some secret only she could understand. It was beautiful. The love it represented was even more breathtaking. It felt so unreal, like something out of reach, yet it was hers. Someho
Tiffany’s fingers tightened just slightly as her mouth worked him with quick and aching precision. Kai couldn't help but think. This woman, this goddess, was his forever. His love forever. "Yes," she whispered, her lips brushing his. "Yes, Kai. A thousand times, yes."Kai couldn’t take it anymore. The way she held him in her mouth like he was something sacred. It was too much.He reached for her, his hand cradling her jaw, gently easing her mouth off him. A wet sound lingered in the air as she released him, and her lips, swollen and glistening, parted in surprise and heavily breathing. "You know what... Tiffany Halton... I fucking love you so much. Gosh, you're so mine, darling." He said before he silenced her with a kiss.Not soft. It was desperate. His tongue slipped past her lips, tasting himself on her and groaning into her mouth like he’d never get enough. His hands fumbled behind her, searching for the zipper of her dress.The tension gave, then snagged. "Shit," he muttered ag
As the bedroom door clicked shut, it was as if the rest of the world ceased to exist.Their mouths met in a collision of hunger and heat, Kai pressing Tiffany back until her spine kissed the wall. His body moulded to hers. Her hands tangled in his hair. Kai’s hands fumbled as he reached for the zipper of her dress, desperately. And then a sharp rip coursed through the room. They froze, eyes widened. "Gosh, I'm sorry, Love," Kai said against her lips, with a smile lingering against his. His eyes holding hers. Tiffany’s laugh broke into the kiss like light. Kai’s grin only deepened the wildness in his eyes.Kai lifted her easily into his arms like her weight meant nothing. Her legs wrapped around his hips, and their mouths stayed locked until he reached the bed, placing her gently against the bed. Tiffany landed with a soft bounce, and hair spilt across the pillows. Her eyes burning with need and something deeper. Maybe love? But it was so loud in the silence they stared at each other
Tiffany stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her earrings, when she caught sight of Kai leaning casually against the doorframe. His eyes traveled over her, slowly staring at her heels and moving up her legs, thighs, and curves, lingering like he was savoring every inch. It was impossible not to notice.“Are you just going to stand there gawking?” she teased, her tone laced with playful irritation as she met his gaze in the mirror. “You look like you’ve just seen a fucking Grim Reaper.”Kai smirked, his voice smooth and teasing. “Well, if you’re here to steal my soul, I’d volunteer.” He stepped into the room, pulling his hands from behind his back as he closed the space between them. “I bought you something.”Tiffany turned slightly, her lips curling into a smile. “What’s that?” she asked, her eyes lighting up with curiosity. “These days, it’s freaking me out when you say that. What’s next? An island?”Kai chuckled, stepping behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. He met
A loud ringtone broke through the morning stillness, vibrating on the nightstand. Tiffany stirred, lids fluttering open, her hand fumbling toward the nightstand, finally, she grabbed it. "Hello?" she croaked, her voice still heavy with sleep."Bebe," Noami’s voice crackled through the phone, loudly. There was a pause, then she continued. "Please don’t tell me you slept through that view. You’re in Florence, remember? Don’t waste the sunrise."Tiffany groaned softly, rubbing her eyes. A small sigh escaped her lips as she sat up, the sheets slipping off her shoulder. Her mind lingered on Noami’s words. She wondered for a moment if Noami was her best friend or Kai's. "I'm starting to wonder if you're really my friend.""Is that important? A surprise wouldn't be a surprise if I told you. You—are you u–" Noami’s voice faded as her gaze swept the room. It was empty. She blinked, a frown forming as she turned her head. The balcony door was ajar, the sheer curtains swaying gently with the
The jet touched down just as the golden light of Florence’s early evening spilt over the tarmac. As soon as Tiffany stepped onto the stairs, the warm Italian breeze kissed her cheeks. But what truly stole her breath was the car that awaited at the base of the steps.A Rolls-Royce Boat Tail. A custom pearl and rose-gold finish that shimmered like sunlit silk. The wooden rear deck gleamed under the fading sunlight, handcrafted like a yacht. It looked like something out of a dream. It's a fantasy-made metal.Tiffany descended the last step slowly, her heels clicking with intent, her lips parted in awe. "Kai!" she whispered."In love?" he asked, his arms wrapping around her waist, taking her towards the car with that lazy confidence that made her stomach flip. "Can I drive it? I wanna drive it!" She pouted, looming at him. Kai chuckled. She had been drowsy throughout the flight. Driving? "Not today, baby. Come on." He opened the door for her. Tiffany looked around. "What about your gua
"Thank you so much, girls. I loved it. Noami... are you coming home tonight?" Noami turned, surprised etched her face. "What? No, I'm going to see Daniel." Tiffany nodded. "Ah? Daniel? Alright." She said with a smile. Although, she wanted to celebrate more for her birthday. She couldn't bother their plans. She had Kai after all. As she stepped out of the boutique, there he was. The perfect one. She spotted him just across the street Kai, tall and poised, his frame leaning against the car parked. His coat flared gently in the breeze, hands tucked into the pockets, but his eyes were locked onto her like a man possessed.Tiffany didn’t think. Her feet moved, and she ran towards him. The world blurred around her. Her heels struck pavement like thunder, her heart roaring in her ears. Her curls bounced wildly, her blazer flaring behind her like wings. Her hands wrapped around him, hugging him tight. Kai smiled, leaning backwards to take a look at her. Before he could say a single word
A sleek black car rolled to a gentle stop in front of the boutique, its engine quieting to a soft purr, like a contented whisper. The door opened with an elegant ease, and Tiffany stepped out, her presence commanding yet ethereal. She looked like she had just walked out of a dream, her skin glowing against the soft morning light. Her outfit was something out of a fashion editorial—a three-piece tailored suit in pearlescent white that seemed to shimmer with every subtle movement. The corset-style vest hugged her figure flawlessly, its sculpted design cinching her waist before flaring slightly at the hips. Each satin-covered button gleamed with understated elegance, catching the sunlight like tiny stars.Around her neck rested the necklace. The one Kai had given her. Two delicate chains of silver and diamonds lay against her collarbone—one a choker, snug and bold, while the other draped longer, cascading down her chest like a graceful line of starlight.Her high-waisted trousers were a