Calista knew about the annual pool party held at the Oceanus Club. While it was marketed as a party, in reality, it served as a matchmaking event, with invitations extended to the sons of affluent families."So, I'm supposed to show up with an invitation and ask him to take a dip with me? He might get the wrong idea and think I'm some kind of creep with a thing for his body," Calista sighed.Yara remained determined and replied, "Why not? Just think about it. You might even score some eye candy. And hey, your main objective is to check out his scar, right?""Although it's a pool party, not everyone will be wearing swimwear. First, come up with a plausible excuse to lure him over, and when the opportunity strikes, give him a gentle nudge into the pool. That's your chance to peek at the scar on his butt. And if everything else fails, just go for it and touch it."Yara's elaborate plan dumbfounded Calista."Is that how you and Mr. Howard got together?"Yara, who hadn't rested well t
Calista was unaware of the fate of the invitation letter. On the day of the party, Yara came to pick her up."Here's the deal for the party. We're gonna have a two-minute blackout. During that time, just give Jordan a friendly push into the pool and discreetly touch his butt to see if there's a scar. If he's not Lucian, no worries – it's dark, and he won't notice who pushed him."Calista hesitated and replied, "His scar is flat and not tactile. You can only spot it."Yara shrugged."Oh, then forget it. Don't go into the water. Find a chance to get him into a room and remove his pants.""Is the party that wild?"Calista had never attended one and was starting to feel a bit apprehensive. Her original plan was simply to obtain a hair from Jordan, and she hadn't anticipated getting involved in the festivities."Some go wild, some don't. The guests are divided into two groups: those rocking swimwear to take a dip and those without who prefer to stay out of the water. You don't need t
The two stood face to face, and Calista noticed a faint cologne on Jordan, contrasting Lucian's natural sandalwood scent emanating from his incense-infused wardrobe. Lucian had never used a cologne.Calista looked up and found herself meeting Jordan's gaze, who was standing taller. As Calista studied Jordan closely, she couldn't help but gasp at how much Jordan looked like Lucian.The similarity was remarkable, aside from their differences in style or attitude. She reached out to brush aside the hair covering his forehead, but Jordan firmly held her hand before she could make contact."I'm Jordan, Ms. Everhart," he retorted in a deep, husky voice.Calista's affectionate gaze transformed into sadness as she heard his response. Her once radiant eyes now appeared clouded, imbuing her expression with a hint of loss and desolation."I get that I share a certain resemblance with the late Mr. Northwood, and it's understandable for you to confuse me for him, Ms. Everhart. But I'm not Luci
Worried that Calista might refuse, the male model added, "The organizers mentioned that the more connections you establish today, the greater the potential rewards. There's even a chance to win an overseas trip!"Despite their similar height, Jordan exuded an air of superiority with his presence alone.Jordan sneered, "I'd rather not. I stay informed with the news, and I'm well aware of the risks of human trafficking. If you're up for it and have extra lives to spare, go ahead."Calista was at a loss for words. Meanwhile, the male model sized up Jordan, examining him from head to toe. He then fixated on Jordan's midsection before hurling an insult at him."Ms. Everhart, I've got my reservations about this guy. He doesn't seem all that reliable, and I don't think he's hitting the gym anytime soon.""Chilling with him might not give you the best sense of security. If things get dicey and you find yourself in a tough spot, you might just end up being the one on the frontlines, playin
Timothy loosened his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt. His long fingers slid sensually along his sexy Adam's apple, leaving Yara unable to resist a throat-clearing reaction.With a physique like his, it was clear that a physical interaction would be enjoyable. Yara couldn't resist the urge to reach out and touch Timothy.She started to ponder whether the size of his manhood correlated with his height.Suddenly, Yara realized her mind had wandered into inappropriate territory. Without hesitation, she gently tapped her forehead and snapped back into reality."Mr. Howard, you mentioned wanting to kill someone. I'm on board, but please don't seduce me. I'm worried I might end up doing something crazy," she pleaded.Yara's gaze lingered on Timothy's elegantly sculpted collarbone and felt somewhat flustered."I'm close to making a terrible mistake. Please stop trying to seduce me," she muttered.Timothy hesitated and started buttoning his shirt."I was just feeling warm, and your
Jordan sat with his eyes closed in Lancaster Group, one hand pressed against his forehead, his brow furrowed, clearly in discomfort.The office door swung open gently, and a man approached, his footsteps muffled by the carpet, creating a subtle rustling sound.Jordan heard the soft footsteps and stopped rubbing his forehead. He opened his eyes slowly and fixed his gaze on the door. His facial expression was stern yet welcoming."What brought you here?" Jordan asked."I heard about Oliver's accident, the fall down the stairs that left him with a broken leg. I was concerned that there might not be anyone to look after you, and you could end up pushing yourself too hard," Kyros spoke with a concerned tone.He noticed Jordan rubbing his forehead and asked, "Are you having another headache?"Kyros possessed a slim, attractive physique and exceptionally fair skin that gave the impression that he hadn't seen the sun in years.He exuded the energy of a young man in their twenties, and h
Even though Sebastian had mentioned inviting others, Calista and Paul hadn't come across anyone else after changing their sports attire and entering the golf course.Calista was now pregnant so she couldn't participate in strenuous physical activities. Nonetheless, she had donned her sports attire and joined them."Mr. Hauser, have you had a chance to review the contract I sent you a few days ago?" Calista inquired.Sebastian, holding a golf club, waved his hand at Calista."Ms. Everhart, let's take a break from work and enjoy some leisure time. I don't talk about business during the game."Sebastian looked at her and continued, "How about guessing whether I can get a hole-in-one?"Before Calista could respond, Paul interrupted, "I've heard you're an award-winning golfer, Mr. Hauser. Getting a hole-in-one should be a piece of cake for you."Sebastian smiled and nodded, knowing what was on Paul's mind. During the mid-game break, Sebastian wiped off his sweat and drank water befor
Sebastian, who had some age to him, had just finished playing golf with Paul and was feeling the strain of the game.As he rested his aching arms and watched Jordan play, he couldn't help but be impressed by his skills.Sebastian initially thought Jordan's earlier impressive shot was just a fluke, but he soon realized he was wrong."Mr. Lancaster, your golf skills are remarkable. I've only seen such shots from professional players," Sebastian complimented.Jordan interrupted, "Oh, come on, Mr. Hauser. It's not that my golf skills are exceptional. It's just that your technique needs more practice."Sebastian was left speechless, feeling the sting of Jordan's retort. He couldn't believe that Jordan's emotional intelligence was so lacking.Jordan was known for his sharp tongue, but his lack of emotional intelligence was unexpected.Sebastian understood why women often found such behavior from such men irritating. If it weren't for the business aspect, Sebastian would have considere