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2024-10-29 19:42:56Kylian's POV
It was Monday, unlike most people, I actually liked Mondays. Mondays were a fresh beginning. It was like New Year’s, fifty-four days of the year. I fired up the laptop and began to scroll through my emails, trying to distract myself from recalling the previous weekend escapades.I couldn't help but bit my lower lip as I recalled how soft Yvonne's lips had been on mine and how she'd given me a taste I'd been craving for so long.“Hey!” Kieran said walking into my office, that Monday without knocking.“What do you want, Kieran?” I grumbled.“You’re grumpy.”“I am not. You barged in without even knocking.”He sat down on my couch, crossed his legs, and stretched his arm over the back of the couch."Does that even count?" he asked, a grin playing at the corners of his lips."Yes, it counts. If my door is shut, you knock. Everyone knows that," I retorted sharply.He chuckled softly. "Feels like old times, doesn't it? You scolding me for barging in.""That's because it is. You used to do this all the time," I replied, my tone firm.He shrugged nonchalantly. "Back then, no one cared. Now, you're the only one to call me out on it.""I am."Changing the topic, Kieran asked, "So, what did you do this weekend?" I shrugged in response. "Not much, really."Kieran nodded, offering, "I caught a Broadway show. Pretty thrilling."I couldn't help but stare at him, wondering why he was here in my office. We weren't friends who chatted about weekends or shared Monday morning updates."Kieran, what's the real reason you're here? It's definitely not to discuss weekend plans," I stated, meeting his gaze directly.He leaned forward, unfolding his legs and resting his elbows on his knees, locking eyes with me. "I can sense the tension. You're angry with me for some reason. It's about the will, isn't it?""Kieran, I've put in endless effort to build this company. I believe I've earned the right to lead it," I asserted.He shrugged casually. "Then take it. It's yours for the taking. I have no interest in it.""That's nonsense. I know you do. How could you not?" I countered.He shook his head firmly. "I'm not interested in being the CEO. It's never been my ambition. I'm content with my current role.""That's absurd. Why settle for less?" I questioned, frustration evident in my voice."I've never aspired to be the CEO. I don't see myself as your competition. You don't have to view me as the enemy," he explained, his tone calm yet resolute.I struggled to trust his words, memories of past betrayals clouding my judgment. It had been a quarter of a century since he played a similar game on me, but the bitterness lingered. Kieran, like any typical younger sibling, enjoyed getting under my skin, pushing boundaries whenever possible. The incident with the go-kart remained etched in my mind—a coveted prize he claimed he didn't want, only to snatch it away later with ease."Kieran, forgive me if I find it hard to believe you. You have a history of deception. Remember the go-kart fiasco?" I challenged, my skepticism clear.He arched an eyebrow. "I can assure you, I'm not plotting to impregnate someone right now.""I find it hard to believe that none of you are eyeing the Litt Group's top spot. It's a lucrative business. Your disinterest doesn't sit right with me," I argued."I genuinely have no desire for that role, and I don't believe our brothers are scheming to overthrow you either. Relax, nobody's gunning for your position," he reassured, his tone earnest.I considered trusting his words, hoping it would ease my concerns. However, years of past deception made me wary. Despite scanning his expressions for any signs of dishonesty, I couldn't discern anything definitive. He might have become better at hiding his true intentions, making it a risk I couldn't afford to take by letting my guard down and potentially losing my leadership position."Fine, so can you get out of my office?" I stated dismissively, walking past him and heading straight to the wet bar in my office. Pouring myself a small measure of scotch, I added, "There's a little something to celebrate.""Oh? What's the occasion?" Kieran inquired.Raising the glass with a smirk, I replied, "The fact that you won't be taking over as CEO.""What does that mean?" Kieran's smile faded, and I responded by throwing him a mocking smile, as I raised my glass to my lips once more.His expression looked grim as he stood up and walked out of the office, without waiting for me to answer. Irritated by his attitude, I waited for him to return. When he didn't, I poked my head out of the door to see him walking down the hall toward his office.The situation with Kieran left me questioning if I had unintentionally given him an advantage by revealing my confidence in winning the leadership race. Despite his claims of disinterest, I couldn't shake the feeling that he was playing a game to gain an upper hand, not especially when he'd always and undeniably my main competitor, all my life.Related chapters
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Kylian's POV "The conference room is right, this way." One of her workers was telling me as he walked me towards her office. I felt ridiculous to be excited, to finalize the terms that would get me my inheritance, which was supposed to be mine, as the oldest son. I strolled down the hallway to Yvonne's office, looking forward to seeing her. I had her right where I wanted her and knew my presence would make her anxious. “Good morning, Mr. Litt. Everyone’s in the conference room,” the secretary said, pointing across the hall.“Thank you,” I said with my charming smile and headed for the door. When I walked in, although I had already been told everyone waswaiting, I was still a little surprised to see both lawyers and Yvonne already there. She stood to greet me with a friendly smile. I walked to her and gave her a friendly kiss on the cheek. She didn’t flinch at all, which surprised me a little. I noticed the slight blush she was trying to hide. She could pretend all she wanted, but I
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Kylian's POVI would hold her feet to the fire. I had given her the job and now she owed me. I hadn’t been able to slip that into the contract, but I was not about to let her back out on her word.“Kylian,” she started.I shook my head. “Don’t even think about it.” She let out a long sigh. “Fine.”I smiled. “Trust me, it’s only for the legality of it all. I need my inheritance. You need your job. You understood the terms of the deal when you went into it. I’m not trying to pull one over on you.”She nodded. “I did. I think it’s ridiculous and completely scandalous, but what can one expect from a man like you.”I smirked, her veiled insult didn’t bother me a bit. “We don’t necessarily need to be together. If it is a hardship for you to be in the same room as I am, we can keep our distance. I only need your name on paper and for an occasional gathering to prove our engagement. And then there is that other thing.”Her jaw clenched, and she glared at me. “We still need to iron out the deta
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Yvonne's POV I strolled through the corridors of my corporate offices, knowing that this was my final week in charge. Soon, everything would officially belong to Kylian, my soon-to-be husband. The realization was bittersweet, as I struggled with relinquishing control. Despite my inner resistance, I had to acknowledge that this transition was inevitable, and I reminded myself of that fact constantly. I greeted my employees with a smile and a wave, although they would soon become Kylian's employees. While I held the position of their direct boss, the ultimate authority would shift to the man I was engaged to, at least on paper. Earlier, I had received an email detailing the upcoming changes, emphasizing that while most aspects would remain unchanged, certain details such as the name on the bottom of the checks would no longer be mine but his. I found myself surprisingly calm despite the occasion. Kylian had arrived earlier, his usual debonair and strikingly handsome self, exuding conf
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Yvonne's POVI glared at the man sitting across from me. How dare he question my ability or Kylian’s ability to be reasonable. No one handled me. I’d never heard anything so chauvinistic in my life. I opened my mouth, ready to tell him exactly what I thought about his questions and assumptions. Kylian reached out and put one of his big hands over mine, which was gripping the edge of the table. “I think my business sense speaks for myself. I don’t make decisions about business based on my personal opinions. I won’t explain my decisions. My fiancée will be treated with the utmost respect. Trust me, I can handle my homelife, no matter what happens at the office,” he said firmly. I felt like I was in the seventeenth century, where my status as a woman was just above that of a sheep. It was making my blood boil. I wanted to kick him in the shins something fierce. “What will the media say about you buying the company? Won’t it look odd that a woman’s company is struggling, on the verge of
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Kylian's POV This morning, I woke up with a renewed determination to resolve matters with Yvonne. I felt the urge to meet her and had a solid excuse in mind.Yesterday's events left Yvonne displeased, and while I didn't intend to upset her, certain issues needed addressing. It was crucial for investor satisfaction, and I wanted to assert my authority as the decision-maker. Naturally, this would likely anger her, as she was used to being in control. However, the situation was a result of her actions, and I needed to take charge to untangle the mess.After the meeting, she’d avoided saying more than a few words to me and the words were stilted that did come out of her mouth. I had a feeling she was going to back out of our arrangement. She got a good dose of what the future would be like in the company and didn’t like it. I had seen it in her eyes. The idea of holding onto her position was not nearly as enticing as it had been. I could see her second-guessing her decision. I needed to d
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Kylian's POVI couldn’t help but laugh by her very unenthusiastic approach to getting a diamond ring. Wasn’t it what every woman wanted? She was acting like I was dragging her in front of the firing squad. I had never met a woman so reluctant to have expensive jewelry bestowed upon her. She was definitely an odd duck.She put on a smile and pretended to actually like me as we walked into the store. We were immediately greeted by several associates eager to sell us something expensive to fatten their own pockets with a healthy commission.“We’d like some time to browse,” I said, slowing their attack.“Of course,” the lead saleswoman said, holding out an arm and stopping the other two.“Go ahead,” I told Yvonne.“What? You seriously want me to pick a ring?” she asked, wrinkling her nose.I shrugged. “I guess I could.”She waved her hand and made her way to the case farthest away from the head of the store where the most expensive jewelry was stored. She was looking at the cheap stuff.“Y
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Yvonne's POVWearing an engagement ring had an allure, even if the engagement itself was purely business. As I gazed at the ring during my commute, I couldn't shake off the excitement of being Kylian Litt's fiancée, even if it was only a facade. The idea of it felt like stepping into a Cinderella fantasy, despite my financial stability and the reality of Kylian's less charming traits.While I had my own money, it paled in comparison to Kylian's wealth, and I wasn't accustomed to lavish spending. Yet, the ring held a special place for me. Deep down, I believed that beneath Kylian's tough exterior, there might be a softer, kinder side.Every once in a while, I caught a glimpse of that one side of him he tucked away. I got to see it on Saturday, briefly, but I saw it. Something had made him into the hard soul he was today. Something or someone had caused him to hide away his heart and erect steel walls around himself to keep everyone out.I wondered if there was even a slim chance of me b
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Yvonne's POV“I don’t know, but I heard about it on the local radio station this morning while I was getting ready. I hightailed it over here. You’re famous.”I shook my head, the elevator stopped, and we stepped out. It was still early with only a couple of people in their offices. I could feel the eyes on me as we walked toward my office. Once inside, I closed the door, blocking out the looks and the whispers happening all around me.“I can’t believe this is happening. Why do people care?” I mumbled, taking my seat behind my desk.“Uh, duh, he’s only the most eligible bachelor in New York, hell, probably the country. It isn’t often you find gorgeous and filthy rich in the same package. Most ladies know they’ll have to marry some big geek or a really old dude to get a rich guy. Kylian is the total package. You have to admit he is hot.”I grinned. “He is an attractive man.”“Attractive. That isn’t the right word. Hot. Steamy. Devastatingly gorgeous. Even those words don’t quite come cl
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Kylian's POVShe was back a few minutes later with a fresh bottle. She handed it to me before sitting next to me, her head leaning against my shoulder as I fed our daughter.“You can go back to bed,” I assured her.“It’s okay, I like sitting with you. I haven’t gotten to see you much these past few days,” she said.I nodded. “I’m sorry. I tried to get out of that meeting yesterday, but it required my attention. Kieran wasn’t familiar with the company and I didn’t want to leave him high and dry.”“Don’t be sorry. I’m being needy.”“No, you’re not.”“How is Kieran?” she asked.I smiled in the darkness. “Good. Something is up with him, but I’m not sure what. I think it has to do with a woman. He doesn’t want to take over my job—I’ve offered,” I joked.“I’m glad you two are getting along. I really do like all your brothers,” she said.I smirked. “That’s because you don’t really know them. Trust me, if you did, you wouldn’t be quite as generous with your summation of their characters.”“St
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Kylian's POVI heard the soft cries and blinked several times, orientating myself to the room. I listened a little longer to see if she would fall back to sleep on her own and realized it wasn’t going to happen. I stretched my arms before swinging my legs over the side of the bed to get up. I felt Yvonne stir and knew she was waking up as well.“Shh, go back to sleep. I’ve got her,” I told her, putting my hand on her shoulder.I had been trying to do my part, getting up for at least one of the middle-of-the-night feedings. Fortunately, Jaime was a content little girl and was down to only needing to wake once in the night for a bottle. She was a healthy, strong girl and required a lot of food. The first few weeks home from the hospital had been grueling. We were both up for a good two weeks straight before we finally managed to develop a routine that allowed everyone to get some sleep.“Thank you,” Yvonne mumbled.She didn’t need to thank me for doing something I was supposed to be doi
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Yvonne's POVThe next thirty minutes flew by. I barely had a chance to breathe before I was holding my baby girl in my arms.“I think you must have set a new record for first time moms,” the doctor said with a grin.It was at that moment my doctor came into the room. “I missed it?” he asked with surprise.The other doctor gave him the rundown while I marveled at my baby girl.“Would you like to hold your daughter?” I asked Kylian, handing her to him.He took her, held her tiny head in his big hand, and stared at her, tears in his eyes before the nurse swooped in and took her to be weighed and cleaned up.“We have a baby,” he said with complete amazement.I smiled and nodded. “Looks that way. I know you wanted a boy,” I said, feeling a little like I let him down.He looked at me, his eyes wide, shaking his head. “No way! I wanted a baby. You girls are exactly what I want. I couldn’t imagine anything else. She’s perfect. She’s everything I could ever want. The two of you are my entire r
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Yvonne's POVI slowly awoke, trying to figure out what it was that had stirred me out of a deep sleep. I didn’t have to pee, which was what usually woke me up.I lay awake a few minutes before I decided it must have been nothing and closed my eyes, hoping to sleep a few more hours.“Ow,” I muttered when a sharp pain ripped across my lower back.That was when I knew. I sat up, rubbing my lower back. I propped my pillows against the headboard and lay against them, staring at the clock that silently announced it was three o’clock in the morning. I waited, my eyes sliding closed until another sharp pain cut across my back, wrapping around to envelope my stomach in a vise. My eyes went to the clock. It had been ten minutes. I flipped on the bedside lamp.“Kylian,” I whispered, gently touching his bare shoulder.“Hmm.” He moaned, still half asleep.“Kylian,” I whispered again.He rolled to his back, blinking as he looked up at me. “What is it? Hungry?” he asked.I smiled and shook my head.
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Kylian's POVWe finished our dinner before Desmond excused himself to go home to his own family. Cynthia left a few minutes after, leaving Yvonne and me alone in our home. It was ours. We were sharing a home and it felt great. I had been nervous for nothing.“Are you okay with all this?” She pointed to the boxes littering the living room and lining the hallway as we moved through our home.I looked at the boxes labeled with her name and smiled. “I am very okay with this. I can’t wait to start this life with you.”She laughed. “Look around. It’s started.” I smiled. “I guess it has.”“I need to call the stores first thing tomorrow morning and have all my deliveries changed to come here,” she mused aloud.“All your deliveries?” I asked.She grinned. “I’ve been doing some shopping for the nursery. I didn’t want it all sitting in my apartment for months, so I had the deliveries scheduled for next month. I figured that would give me plenty of time to get the nursery in order.”“You’ve bough
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Kylian's POVIn keeping with the way Yvonne and I did everything, we moved her into my place in a matter of two days. We liked to move fast. I couldn’t bear to be apart from her and wasn’t about to let her get away. My penthouse was plenty big enough for all of us. The moving truck, along with a fleet of movers, had just brought in the last box. We were sticking with my furniture for now with plans to redo the place with both of our tastes reflected. That would come later.I could hear my beautiful wife and her friend chatting in the room we were making into the nursery. For too long, the room had sat empty. It had been outfitted to be a guest room with a large bed and dresser, but no one had ever slept in the bed. I forgot the room was even there most of the time. The maid dusted in there and put fresh linens on the bed once a week, but I never bothered going into it.Now, it would be my child’s nursery. Yvonne had already informed me we were not finding out the sex of the baby until
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Yvonne's POVI leaned my head back, shouting at the sky with supreme pleasure as my body spasmed around his, my arms clenching around his neck as I held on tight. He stood, walking with me back into his apartment, my pussy still squeezing his dick inside me as he strolled through his home with my naked, quivering body draped over him.He lowered me to his bed, standing and pulling out of my body. I looked up at him, our eyes locking in the candlelight. It was then that I realized I was lying on more rose petals. There were candles flickering all around the room.I smiled up at him. “You were that confident, huh?”He grinned, raising an eyebrow. “I wanted to be prepared for anything.” “And then I demanded you take me on the balcony.” He laughed. “That was not expected.”His smile faded, and it was quickly replaced with a look of pure heat. His hands reached out to caress my thighs before he gently tugged, rolling me to my side and then to my stomach. I quickly got to my knees, my elbow
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Yvonne's POVTasting his lips sent my body into some crazy, passion-filled frenzy. I couldn’t seem to stop myself. I wanted to eat the man alive. I felt like a ravenous animal as I plunged my tongue into his mouth while pressing my body close. I wanted him. I was desperate for his touch. I had been longing to hear him say the words and now that I had, it was like a switch had been flipped. I practically climbed his body, trying to get closer.“Shh,” he whispered, pulling his mouth from mine as he moved his lips to my neck, sucking and biting.I was so hot and turned on. I was already wet. I could feel the dampness between my legs. My head went back, looking past the twinkle lights strung across his balcony to the stars above. Being outside, in the fresh air and under the canopy of stars barely visible with the city lights flooding the area, was erotic. That wild side of me was feeding off the idea of being outside, in the middle of a bustling city with millions of people all around us
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Kylian's POV“Yvonne, I want to start over. This is your wedding ring. This is the ring I want you to wear that signifies our new beginning. This ring is the one I want you to wear that signifies the rebirth of our relationship,” I said, grabbing her left hand.I carefully slid the ring onto her finger, immediately feeling better about everything. It was like being on a merry-go-round and it coming to a complete halt. Everything in that moment stopped spinning out of control and it just felt right. I no longer had the weight of the world on my shoulders. It was freeing and promising at the same time. I had a woman by my side. I had a partner in life.I had only this one chance to impress her and prove I was worthy of her partnership. In her presence, I suddenly felt unworthy. I should have done more. I should have hired a violinist to play music or had fireworks scheduled to go off. I looked at her, my heart in my throat, waiting for her to answer me.“Kylian, you didn’t have to do th
