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
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