Tiffany sighed, slouching into the couch" Kai? He'd been busy with work. It's been difficult. I don't want to bother him." "So you're going to go alone?" "What's there? I haven't I been going alone to clubs?" "That was when you didn't have an obsessive lover," Noami slouched onto the couch, facing her with a smile. "I love seeing you happy." Tiffany's gaze held hers. A shy smile brushed her lips, and she lowered her head. "We are not getting emotional!" She snapped, rolling her eyes as she looked away. "Anyway!" Noami’s voice echoed. "I saw a gown at the mall the other day. I need it. Like, it's a need! Besides, you should also get something too..."Kai's phone rattled on the table, drawing the attention of everyone in the meeting to him. He quietly picked it up, signalling them to continue before staring to see who had left the message. As he stared at his phone, a wide smile itched his face. It was Tiffany’s message. Of course, it was a message he had been waiting for all day.
Kai felt the heat surge beneath his skin. He couldn’t contain it, yet he held himself. Tiffany’s head rested on his shoulder, her breath soft and uneven against his neck. He felt every rise and fall of her chest, her pulse thrumming against his own. Her voice, barely above a whisper, brushed the shell of his ear. "Kai…" she breathed, his name a delicate moan that sent a shiver racing down his spine.He didn’t have time to respond. The moment shattered. "I’m sorry to interrupt," Noami’s voice broke through, cutting the spell cleanly in two. Tiffany tensed, her body pulling back slightly, her gaze darting away. Kai, however, didn’t flinch. His dark eyes locked onto Noami’s. "We have the cake left..."Tiffany cleared her throat, her eyes meeting Noami’s. "We got a VIP too!"Tiffany nodded, watching Noami slipping back into the crowd, leaving them in the heavy silence that followed. Tiffany hesitated before turning back to Kai, her fingers brushing his chest lightly. Her forehead reste
Tiffany stirred awake, the warmth of the sheets and the faint scent of Kai surrounding her. A lazy smile curled her lips as memories of the night before washed over her, his touch, his voice, the way he held her like she was the only thing that mattered. She exhaled softly, inhaling the lingering traces of him on the pillows, letting herself savour the feeling a little longer.But the growl of her stomach soon pulled her from the haze of last night. As she stretched, her bare legs slipped from beneath the silk sheets. Then she realised what she was wearing. Kai’s dress shirt, it's oversized and soft, swallowed her frame, the hem brushing just below her thighs. She ran a hand through her tousled hair. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and something buttery filled the air.Her footsteps were quiet as she walked barefoot toward the door completely drawn by the aroma. But as she stepped into the dining area, she stopped, frozen. A woman stood there, carefully arranging plates on the tab
Tiffany shivered, her fingers digging into his back. Their eyes holding each other desperately. "Then don’t. I don't want you to stop either." Kai let out a low, satisfied sound, his lips trailing lower, his hands exploring more freely. A lazy half-smile spread across her face. In one swift move, Kai stripped the dress shirt she wore, tossing it aside before ravaging her body. His fingers traced her skin until he met a peaked nipple, making Tiffany melt into him. The lush warmth of her body swept over him as he grew harder. He kissed her, his tongue blazing a trail from her ear to her jaw, and finally to her hot lips.Tiffany slid her hands along the firm muscles of his chest, her breath growing rapid as their tongues tangled. Kai caught her lower lip between his teeth, pulling a soft moan from her.In one fluid motion, Kai discarded the sheets, outlining a path from her breast to her hip. He gently eased her onto her back, pressing her knees apart. Tiffany’s gaze flickered, her bod
"It's not the same, my love, you fit my bedroom so well, everything you have no idea how much you drive me crazy? I want you here everyday," his imploring gaze holding hers. "Besides, I think it would be much safer to be here with me. Your father—" he paused, their gaze met instantly. Tiffany’s eyes darkened. "You've been running a background check?" Tiffany asked, slipping out of his hold, walking further into the living room. Kai caught her wrist, pulling her back. "No, I didn't. I swear, I didn't, okay? I just think it would be better if you stayed here, I've been worried since he knows your place, it's dangerous, Tiffany." "I can handle myself and my situation. I'm going to be fine... I don't want you meddling in my business," Tiffany said, her eyes holding his before looking away with a heavy sigh. "I need to shower."Kai stood, watching her disappear into the bedroom angrily. His hands resting on his waist as he watched Tiffany disappear into the bedroom. He exhaled, running
The ride back to Tiffany’s apartment was quiet, but Tiffany could feel his gaze all over her until they arrived at the building. Kai followed behind her as she headed for the elevator. The moment the elevator doors closed behind them. Kai didn't wait a second, and pulled her against him, his hands gripping her waist and lowered. "Spend the night with me," he said, his breath pouring against her face. "I can't. I have a few clients tomorrow, and I need some good sleep." Kai chuckled softly. "You can get that in my apartment, princess." "Lies," Tiffany murmured, trying to make a speech as his lips grazed against hers, teasing her with little kisses. "Your body sold you, Mr Winson," she said as her fingers grazed his hardness. Kai's eyes closed briefly trying to savour her soft touch but it disappeared and low growl tore through his throat. "I promise to be gentle." Tiffany let out a breathy chuckle, fingers tracing the collar of his suit. "I didn’t say I was going to stay, K
Three Days Later. Elle placed a cup of warm coffee in front of her, but her attention lingered on the charming man sitting across from Tiffany. Daniel’s presence was impossible to ignore. He had that effortless charm, the kind that made head turn. His eyes met with Elle, and she plastered a warm smile. "I'm sorry, Daniel," Tiffany sighed. "I’ve been really busy. There’s a lot going on, and I just, work is a lot to battle with personal life, it's literally business," she said with another sigh. "It’s okay," Daniel interrupted gently. "I understand. Naomi told me a little about everything." His expression softened seeing Tiffany’s face turn serious and the way curiosity made her brows furrow. "About the waybill?" Tiffany nodded. Her fingers tightening around her pen. A hesitant smile flickered across her lips, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. "Yeah. I sorted it out. Thanks to—" She paused, realizing who she was about to credit, but Daniel didn't stop "Your ex-husband?" He asked
Kai adjusted the cuffs of his oversized black double-breasted blazer. His wide-legged trousers draped over his legs and each step he took whispered against the floor as he stepped out of the closet. His deep blue eyes immediately landed on Tiffany on the bed, bare, her skin glowed and her long hair flowing over the pillow in soft waves. Her breathing was slow and peaceful. Her lips slightly parted. Kai stood there, staring. He was fully dressed while she remained bare, except for the warmth of the sheets over her skin. Yet, even with the expensive clothing that he wore, she was the one who looked like a luxury, like something priceless, something only he was allowed to witness. He walked closer, the weight of his presence stirring her. Tiffany shifted slightly, her leg slipping from beneath the covers, exposing the gentle curve of her thigh. A slow smirk tugged at the corner of Kai’s lips. How blessed could he be? He sat on the mattress beside her. His hands stretched out as his
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
"Okay, spill it," Noami said firmly but gently. "What’s going on? And don’t even think about leaving anything out."Tiffany’s lips quivered as she tried to speak. Finally, the words tumbled out. "Noami... I think Kai’s involved in something bad. Really bad."Noami’s expression tightened. "What do you mean? What did he do?"Tiffany’s voice cracked as she whispered, "Kate got arrested. She’s the one who hurt his mom, and Kai... he knew. He knew all along." Her voice dropped lower. "Even Conrad..."Noami’s face paled. "Tiff, are you safe? Do you feel safe with him?"Tiffany’s shoulders shook as tears finally spilled over. "I don’t know," she choked out. "I want to believe I am, but... everything’s falling apart. I don’t know who to trust."Noami reached out, gripping Tiffany’s hands tightly. "Listen to me. We’ll figure this out. You’re not alone. I’m here, okay? No matter what."The Next Morning. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, soft and golden against the white walls of the bedro
"Kai!" Tiffany called out, her voice trembling. He stopped in his tracks, pausing to take a deep breath before turning to look at her. Her wide eyes were brimming with fear, her chest rising and falling rapidly as though the air itself was too heavy to breathe.Kai released Kate’s arm, his jaw tightening as he turned away without a word. He walked back to Tiffany, took her hands in his, and guided her out of the room. The sound of their footsteps echoed, leaving Amelia frozen in shock, her mouth slightly open as though trying to form words that never came.Barely a minute later, a man burst into the room, panting as though he had run a marathon. "Ma’am, the police are searching for you," he said between gasps.Kate’s head snapped up. "What?" she asked, her voice sharp but tinged with panic.Tiffany’s worried eyes darted to Kai’s face. He was calm, too calm, as though he had expected this all along.The man glanced nervously at Kai and Tiffany, his words faltering under their gaze. "Th
Tiffany as she stepped back into the room. The sunlight had shifted. She paused in the doorway, catching sight of Kai sitting in the armchair by the window, his phone pressed to his ear. His expression was focused, his free hand resting on the arm of the chair as he listened intently to Peter on the other end of the line."I’ll take the meeting with Auden tomorrow morning, but push the board review to Thursday. I need to make time for Nolan’s doctors this evening." There was a pause as he listened, his fingers tapping lightly against the chair’s arm. "No, I don’t care about the press conference. Let them speculate for now. I have more important things to handle."Tiffany smiled softly to herself, watching him. Even in the middle of chaos, Kai carried himself with that unshakable air of control. He looked so much hotter, well, not as hot as their time this morning.She moved quietly across the room, her footsteps muffled by the plush carpet, until she was standing in front of him. Kai
Tiffany’s heart raced as Kai’s touch grew more urgent, his hands moving over her with a kind of restless need. She could feel the pressure building, a tension that mirrored the storm of thoughts swirling in her mind her mother and Noami only a few rooms away, the need to stay quiet gnawing at her. But Kai wasn’t helping. His touch, his gaze, were relentless. His fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head back just enough to expose the tender curve of her neck, and she inhaled sharply, his breath warm against her skin. The way he held her, firm and possessive, sent a shiver down her spine. Tiffany squeezed her eyes shut, but the way he moved against her, the steady rhythm that had her body arching for more, made it impossible to ignore. Her pulse quickened, a rush of heat curling in her stomach. His hands slid over her, gripping her hips as he pulled her closer. His lips brushed the sensitive spot behind her ear, a whispe