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Skyline EventsKourtney couldn't help but notice the curious glances from her colleagues.âAre you okay, Kourt? I swear, your walking steps are kinda different today!â Kourtneyâs workplace Bestie, Irina, said after clearing her throat awkwardly.Kourtney gulped a mouthful of saliva as she felt the weight of Irinaâs gaze on her, waiting for a response. Her walking step was indeed different, yes! But not from any physical injury, but from the lingering soreness that resonated deep within her body from the relentless actions of #that man the night before, and the night before that.Her body still hurts from the manâs merciless thrusting all night long. The second night in a row!âSo people are noticing? Oh God! I'm screwed!â she cringed to herself, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.The urge to disappear, to fade into the background and become invisible, tugged at her. But despite feeling awkward and exposed, Kourtney knew she had to maintain a facade of normalcy.With a forced smile
Luke leaned forward, his gaze piercing into Kourtney's soul. âThe Allen corporation is on the verge of collapse. We need help, and you can provide that, Kourtney.ââAnd what does that have to do with me? You didnât even let me work there anyway, so how on earth am I supposed to help?â Kourtney's gaze hardened with contempt as she locked eyes with her father.Her dreams of contributing to the family legacy, of proving her worth within the walls of their company, had been mercilessly dashed time and time again.Luke's excuse after her graduation had been a cruel twist of fate - her degree in events management was deemed unworthy of the family business, while Kathlyn, who pursued that of a scientific field, was deemed more suitable and had been lauded and supported to join the company.She had been relegated to the sidelines while Kathlyn was ushered into a managerial position in the Finance department.The hypocrisy of it all made Kourtney's blood boil, but she swallowed her anger, bury
Woods Corporation.Inside the boardroom meeting, Sebastian kept looking at his $3.9 Million Patek Philippe 5004T wristwatch almost every 60 seconds, impatiently waiting for the time to strike 6 pm.He found himself missing his dear wife and couldnât wait to be out of this boring, annoying-ass meeting!He also kept tapping his pen against the mahogany table, his mind drifting to the fact that he used to relish staying in the office until 11 pm daily, tirelessly working on deals and projects. Back then, his mansion was empty and devoid of life. There was really nothing to go back home to, so why bother?But now, all he could think about was heading straight home to his wife, Kourtney.This time, he had someone to go back home to.It's crazy how things changed so fast and so unexpectedlyâŠâŠ..The memory of her slipping out of bed that morning, leaving him alone with nothing but the faint scent of her, brought a wry smile to his face. Kourtney had practically abandoned him in his sleep an
Kourtney Allen typed in the password of her fiancé's luxury penthouse excitedly. It was an automated door, and her birthdate was the code to unlock it. She couldn't wait to see the surprised look on Brandon's face when he sees her, especially because she dressed so well for him. Kourtney was eager to spend quality time with him, having returned two days earlier from the women's empowerment conference she attended in another state. Besides, they would be getting married in three weeks. She kept daydreaming about the joyous wedding, the warm embrace, and the loving words they would exchange at the altar. However, she was blissfully unaware of the heart-wrenching scene that awaited her. Her happy footsteps came to a standstill when she heard faint sounds emanating from the bedroom. A sinking feeling instantly settled in the pit of her stomach. It was the voice of a man and a woman in the heat of passion. Pain and anger rose within her depths as she pushed open the door with a bang, r
âHow long have you two known about their affair?â Kourtney asked again furiously.âCalm down, Honey! They started seeing each other about five months ago. We didn't want to believe it either but we had to face the truth. We're so sorry, Kourtney,â her mother, Margaret, replied casually.Kourtneyâs eyes widened in shock as she screamed. âFive months?âIt was around the same time she and Brandon started making preparations for their dream wedding that was supposed to happen in three weeks. âNo wonder he was always too busy to give me time and attention these days. I was such a fool,â she thought bitterly.âWhy... How could you keep something like that from me? From your own daughter?""We wanted to protect you, darling. We thought it would be better for you to find out when you were ready,â Margaret explained softly.Kourtney's heart sank further, feeling a pang of betrayal from her parents. Her voice trembled with a mix of anger and hurt. "Ready? How could I ever be ready for this?âHe
âGet the fuck down and check the damage, Martins.â Sebastian Woods commanded his chauffeur while he straightened his slightly rumbled Armani suit. His baritone voice was icy and cold, as usual.âYes, Boss,â the short man in his early fifties who almost peed in his pants rushed out of the car in a panic. Just now, he nearly met a fatal end, but his wicked boss didn't seem to care.Sebastianâs special assistant Jamie also excused himself and followed the driver to inspect the damage caused by the accident. His two tall and sturdy bodyguards scurried out as well, while Sebastian was left alone in the backseat of the car. He was fuming with anger at the moment, and no one wanted to face his wrath.His extremely handsome face was like a âmasterpieceâ even as it twisted with anger, his eyes displaying a noticeable reddish shade.âI bought this car less than a week ago for sixty million dollars, and now this?âLosing money, no matter how âlittleâ was one of the things he hated the most.He s
Sebastian Woods forgot himself for a brief moment as the faint scent of the woman's floral perfume wafted through his nose.He was surprised by the rush of emotions surging through him. He hadn't felt this way in years, ever since the onset of his unusual allergy. The woman appeared slightly taken aback by his sudden presence, but she quickly composed herself.Her lips curved into a sweet smile as she replied politely. "Well, sir. It seems our cars had an unfortunate collision because I was distracted earlier. Thankfully, no one appears to be injured. I'm really sorry for any inconvenience I may have caused you.âSebastian nodded, his gaze still fixed on her. "Hmph! I see.âMeanwhile, Kourtney was stupefied as she stared up at the man big, tall man. She was a full 5ft10, which was more than average for a lady's height. But standing in front of him still made her feel tiny, like a dwarf.What's worse? The manâs appearance was more than breathtaking. It was simply out of this world. She
âYou heard me! That car your reckless driving just damaged is worth 60 million dollars. Would your âsorryâ get me a new one?âKourtneyâs heart pounded in her chest as she heard his snooty words. She took a glance at the car, and the logo was a type that was rare and looked exquisite.âWell? Did you really think this is the type of car a silly insurance could cover?â Sebastian added with a hint of mockery in his tone.âI... I.â Kourtney was lost for words, not knowing what to reply.When she had boosted earlier about paying for the damages, she hadn't considered the kind of car it was. She didn't even look at it that much to realize it was a custom-made Rolls-Royce. Only a few people in Melbourne could afford this kind of machine and get a government-issued pass to drive it around.Was this man implying she should pay him back such a whooping amount? Where would she get such kind of money?The man glanced at his wristwatch impatiently. âSo, Miss, how do you intend to pay me back for th