"Did you spend a million dollars at Riggs?"Emma realized at that moment that she should have told Kylian about the gown before making the purchase. But she thought his anger was misplaced.Why was a billionaire screaming over a dollar?Greta quietly excused herself from the kitchen, even though she was confident that Kylian's voice had been heard all over the mansion.Emma stopped dicing the vegetable she had been working on before Kylian barged into the kitchen."I'm sorry," she said. "I should have told you—it was urgent, and I didn't know the gown would be that expensive."He watched her as she spoke, burning with rage. It was enough that he had to marry her while Max was hooked on the woman he wanted. Now he had to suffer for her immoderation."Sorry?" he repeated. It was glaringly obvious each day that the decision to marry Emma was a bad idea."First, you invited your mom without informing me, and now you're spending a million dollars in one day. Did you fucking contribute to t
Chloe scrambled across the corridor, searching for Ollie, forgetting her thoughts about the rumored engagement break between Kylian and Emma, and her plans of meeting with Greta.She was worried about Ollie's behavior, and prayed her worst fears weren't true."Where's Olivia?" She threw the question to a group of workers who were paying rapt attention to a design.They raised their heads, and one of them pointed in a direction and said, "She was hurrying towards the washroom."Chloe's feet moved in the direction of the bathroom. Ollie's sobs were audible from the door."Ollie?" she called out concernedly. "We need to talk."Ollie pushed the door of the toilet open. "I'm sorry, Chloe," she apologized."What is going on, Ollie? I have to know. Did he touch you? I swear if he did, I don't care if he's…”"He didn't!" Ollie screamed. Her screaming ended with a grief-burdened sob. "That's the problem," she continued.Chloe was finding it difficult to understand what Ollie meant. Ollie had d
When she called that morning, Chloe hadn't thought Greta would agree to meet with her."Send me your address," Greta had told her. "I'll come by this evening."Chloe was looking forward to her arrival. She knew that Greta had the pieces to the puzzles she couldn't solve.She glanced through the window for the umpteenth time, and Max wrapped his arm around her. "She'll be here. Don't worry.""I'm not worried," Chloe responded. She just couldn't wait to uncover the mysteries. There had been rumors of Kylian's cancellation of the wedding, and the next thing, there was a public release of his intention to marry Emma Anderson still.Yet he sent her an apology letter. She hadn't told Max about the mail, knowing he was very possessive of her and was capable of doing something unreasonable.Kylian's decision to send the letter anonymously was a smart move. She was one step closer to ruining their wedding. She was ready to do it if it meant making Emma feel the pain she deserved. She was prepa
After a long shower, Chloe joined Max in bed with a purple taffeta nightie that perfectly outlined her nipples. She lay over Max, and after an eternal moment of passionate kissing, she fell to his side."Emma was the one who made the fake photos," she said.Max frowned. "It doesn't absolve Kylian of his crime of cheating.""No…no. That's not what I'm talking about. Kylian is equally as guilty as Emma is... but, with this discovery, a lot of things are falling into place."Max admired the radiant aura emanating from her as she lay under the soft glow of the fluorescent light. He found himself captivated by her allure, appreciating the subtle curves of her body and the way her nipples temptingly invited him."It all makes sense," Chloe continued. "The arrest, the near-cancellation—everything makes sense."Max stroked her nipple gently with his finger, hoping he could cast her mind off Kylian and focus on him.Chloe's breath escaped in soft, gentle sighs as her thoughts began to wander,
Emma sat in the undergarment she planned to unveil on the first night of their honeymoon. It was one of the stolen lingerie designs she had kept for herself.She luxuriated in the feel of the delicate lace against her skin, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Tonight, Kylian would be treated to the sight of her in lingerie that had never graced the shelves of any store.A skilled brush glided smoothly across her face, applying foundation flawlessly. It was her wedding day, a day she had often feared would never come. From the moment she woke up, she had been sporting an unyielding grin, her cheeks aching with joy.Her bridal shower had become the talk of the town, capturing the attention and admiration of the media. To win over the public's affection and admiration, she had organized a fundraiser program, creating ten scholarships for deserving individuals.She eagerly snatched up the magazine she had been engrossed in, relishing the effusive praise lavished upon her, from the ra
Emma felt a wave of humiliation and anger wash over her as Kylian distanced himself. The eyes of the entire crowd, which she had gathered, bore witness to her humiliation. She clenched her fist tightly, restraining herself from lashing out in frustration.Kylian seethed with annoyance. What was Chloe doing at his wedding? Had she come to remind him of his past mistakes?Chloe observed as Kylian walked away from the makeshift altar. For a moment, she thought he was headed toward her table, and doubt crept into her mind about the wisdom of attending the wedding. Max would be furious if he found out she had graced the occasion.But when Kylian strode past her, she breathed a sigh of relief. A small smile crept onto her face. She had achieved what she wanted. Watching the abandoned and lonely bride seething on the altar was quite a spectacle."I feel sorry for her right now," Ollie remarked.Chloe stood up. "We should go, Ollie. The cameras are starting to focus on me, and I don't want to
The door swung open with a forceful slam against the wall, announcing the passionate entry of Chloe and her partner. They burst into the room, propelled by a magnetic pull they couldn't resist. Without wasting a moment, they crashed into each other's arms, their bodies entwined in a desperate embrace that spoke volumes of their fiery desire.Their lips collided in a hungry, feverish kiss, a blend of longing and pent-up yearning. Chloe's moans escaped her throat, muffled by the intensity of their connection. As their lips danced and tongues intertwined, their hands roamed freely, exploring each other's bodies with fervent urgency.Overwhelmed by the electrifying surge of desire, Chloe and Max stumbled backward, their movements fluid and instinctual. The plush couch welcomed their entangled forms, offering a sanctuary for their fiery passion. They sank onto its cushions, limbs tangled together, their bodies eager to merge and lose themselves in the depths of pleasure.Chloe clung onto M
Max dialed the number of the head security officer at the specific site.Chloe felt worried. Whatever Shelley had told Max couldn't be good news. His hands trembled as he dialed the number on his phone.She held his shaky hand, offering silent comfort."William, what's happening at your site?""Sir... sir..." William stuttered. "There was an explosion. Several men are injured. It happened during the change-over time."No.Max's heart skipped a beat. "And the structure?""Everything collapsed, sir."Max's phone slipped from his hand, and Chloe steadied him, preventing him from falling to the ground.He picked up the fallen phone. "I need to keep this news contained. No one should find out until I'm there.""Sir... the ambulance service is here to rescue buried bodies, and the police are also present.""Damn!"Chloe had never heard Max swear before, and she grew increasingly concerned by the conversation and the expression on his face.Max stood up and faced Chloe. "I have to go. I'll b